Quick Transmission: Host, don’t touch the boss, he’s going to kiss you

Fu's mother stared at his back as he walked downstairs, and could only hold back the words she spoke. When she walked in and looked at the dark-faced Fu's father, she didn't know what to say.

At this moment, the study room was filled with gloom and gloom.

Fu Shiyan came downstairs and wanted to take someone home, but Aning was nowhere to be seen. Before he could unlock his phone before he could unlock it, a gentle body was pressed against his back.

"You smell so good."

His body trembled, and he froze on the spot, shouting uncertainly: "Aning?"

"What are you calling me for?"

The little girl was clinging to his back like an octopus, and her voice was sweet to the core.

"Have you been drinking?" How could an ordinary little girl talk like this.

Hearing the word "wine", the little girl left the man behind, staggered toward the restaurant, found the empty wine bottle, grinned and said to him: "You want to drink too, don't you? Just wait for me to make arrangements for you right away."

After saying that, he reached out to find an empty glass on the table, picked up the wine bottle and poured it towards the rim of the glass.

"Hey, why can't it be poured out?" She said doubtfully when she saw that no wine was poured out.

Finally, he patted the bottom of the bottle with his hand, squinted and looked into the mouth of the bottle: "Why is it gone?"

Seeing her swaying while standing, Fu Shiyan's heart trembled with fright, fearing that she would bump into him.

As soon as his long legs took a step forward, he took the empty wine bottle and cup from her hand, and said in a soft voice: "We are going home, don't drink just yet, okay?"

The little girl was a restless person. When she heard him say he didn't want to drink, she reached out and grabbed the other person's collar, trying to make him lower his head. She glared at him fiercely and said, "If you say you don't want to drink, you won't drink. Then wouldn't I be very helpless?" face!"

A pair of eyes soaked in alcohol and blurred met his deep and dark eyes, and the atmosphere instantly became ambiguous.

Her face was now covered in crimson, and her ears and neck looked like they were permed. Her clear almond eyes were filled with moisture, and her breath smelled faintly of alcohol.

Fu Shiyan's hands held her waist almost the moment she pulled his collar.

And the heartbeat in his chest multiplied, getting faster and faster, as if he had been pumped with adrenaline, and the blood in his body was boiling.

My whole body felt like I was walking on clouds.

He thought he was probably going to fall on him.

It was at this time that Aning burped in confusion.

Fu Shiyan:......

Aning licked his lips, blinked his watery eyes, and stared straight at the two pink lips in front of him.

It looks like jelly.

I want to take a bite.

After struggling in his arms for a while, the little girl's slender and soft arms wrapped around his neck, instantly closing the distance between them.

Fu Shiyan was inadvertently forced to look at her. Her warm breath sprayed evenly on his face, tickling him, and his throat rolled up and down unnaturally.

Until there was a moist touch on his lips, his pupils shrank to the extreme in an instant, and his eyes were deep and dark with a hint of astonishment.

Aning took a lick and felt it was soft. She smacked her lips, then leaned forward and captured his lips again. After a few seconds of pause, her head fell on the man's chest.

Fu Shiyan's whole body trembled, and his hand holding the girl tightened, his thin lips pursed slightly, and his expression showed excitement and confusion.

When Fu's mother came downstairs, she saw the brother and sister hugging each other. She couldn't help but be shocked. She heard the conversation between father and son in the study.

"Shi Yan, Ning Ning?"

Fu Shiyan turned his head and noticed Chi Mu on the stairs. He spoke in a hoarse voice: "She is drunk. I will take her home first."

Without waiting for Fu's mother to reply, he easily picked up the little girl and hugged her sideways. He lowered his eyes to see that the skinny little person in his arms had no weight at all, thinking about how to give her more.

The man walked very slowly, probably because he was afraid of surprising the girl.

It took about ten minutes to get to the garage. He carefully placed her on the passenger seat, reached out and grabbed the seat belt on the inside and buckled it for her.

Sitting in the driver's seat, Fu Shiyan turned his head and glanced sideways. The warmth naturally revealed in his eyes deepened like a gurgling stream, while paranoid thoughts arose spontaneously in his heart.

Unless he dies, she can only belong to him in this life.

But there are a lot of things to solve before that.

In fact, what Fu Cheng said was not unreasonable. After all, there was only some gossip. He had a way to make those people have nothing to say, but what if Aning knew about it?

What would she think?

Fu Shiyan didn't dare to think further.

The night was dark, and strange neon lights kept passing by the car window. The falling raindrops gradually accumulated a layer of mist on the glass.

The car slowly drove into the underground garage, and he took the girl into the elevator.

He passed by her house and took her home without hesitation.

No matter what she thought, she could only be his.

Pushing open the bedroom door, he gently put her on the bed and helped her take off her coat with a calm expression. His plain white fingertips would touch her soft skin from time to time.

He took the quilt on the side and covered her with it.

For a long time, he stretched out his fingertips to brush her cheek and whispered: "Will you believe those words?"

After observing silently for a while, he left a night light for her, and then left the room. Instead of going to rest, he turned to the study.

In the middle of the night, Aning was so thirsty that he got up from the bed in a daze.

With the faint light coming in from the window, he found his way to the refrigerator and opened a bottle of mineral water with squinted eyes.

The cold water flowed down her dry throat and into her stomach, stimulating her brain and briefly waking her up. She drank a few more sips and finally stopped being so thirsty.

This is Fu Shiyan’s family.

Aning licked his slightly dry lips. His lower abdomen was a little swollen, which was neither uncomfortable nor comfortable. He dragged his heavy steps to the bathroom with his eyelids open and searched for the light button in the dark for a while.

"Snapped"

A bright light suddenly came on, which stung her eyes tightly. She blocked the light with her hands and then opened her eyes with difficulty.

The tight and distended pain in my lower abdomen became a little more obvious, and I looked down at my apricot-colored pants.

Sure enough, there was a dark red blood stain on the pants, which must have dried over time.

Aning was a little irritable at the moment. If she had known that she would visit her during her period, she would not have been greedy. She knew the slight pain of the original owner. When she came last month, the pain was so bad that she almost went to the emergency room.

It happened that she drank wine tonight, and sighed. She walked out of the bathroom as if resigned to her fate, but was startled by the man suddenly standing outside the door. Her heart almost jumped out of her throat. When she saw clearly that it was Fu Shiyan, Then she patted her chest.

"Brother Shi Yan?"

Why are you standing in front of the bathroom without sleeping in the middle of the night? An Ning whispered.

"Why are there blood on her pants?" Fu Shiyan came out after hearing some movement in the living room, his eyes lowered and resting on her pants.

The apricot-colored pants were mottled with blood stains, which looked shocking. He took her hand and showed worry on his brow: "What's wrong?"

An Ning seemed a little embarrassed when he saw him like this. He pulled his clothes down and said coyly: "I'm here."

Then he said: "I want to go back and change my pants."

The man probably didn't expect this to be the case. A trace of unnaturalness flashed across his face. He turned his head and looked at the moonlit ground.

"I'll accompany you."