After rebirth, I inherited my ex-husband’s inheritance worth hundreds of billions

He flirted with me in a serious way.

Looking at Fu Yanshen at this moment, I thought of one word: resurgence.

His handsome face was lowered, the tip of his nose was touching mine, his hot breath collided with mine, and his thin lips seemed to be brushing against my lips, "Tonight... I will perform better until you are satisfied." until."

As soon as the magnetic and hoarse voice fell, his thin lips were about to embrace mine.

I pushed his chest away in time and swallowed my dry throat, "Fu Yanshen, I'm just here to deliver clothes. Putting them in my closet is an eyesore and a hindrance -"

His lips and tongue quickly intercepted my words.

The palm of his hand held the back of my head, making me unable to move. I was forced to tilt my face upward, receiving his hot and scalding kiss that seemed to melt steel.

My mind was dazed and blank.

The blood in the whole body and even every cell are boiling.

Fu Yan kissed me deeply and moved his steps. Finally, we stumbled into the big bed.

"Oh..." I lay on the soft bed and finally breathed.

In his blurred vision, Fu Yan's deep, lustful eyes were staring at my undulating white and round body.

Just when we were passionately kissing, the only button of my Chinese-style dress suit jacket was opened, the skirt was wide open, and the black lace vest-style bra was exposed in front of his eyes.

The air was thick and ambiguous, I had difficulty breathing, and my cheeks burned.

But I still had sense, and I was holding on to the bed to get up. The man's eyes darkened, his Adam's apple rolled, and he pressed me back with a passionate kiss.

The sandpaper-like palms and the roughness of the gauze rubbed my shoulders and neck...

In an instant, a low groan of satisfaction came from deep in my throat, which was beyond my control.

His kiss left my lips and went down along my chin and neck, igniting sparks and burying them deeply. I straightened my back and inserted my fingertips into his hard hair.

I struggled in the swamp of lust, but fell deeper and deeper...

……

The sound of the drawer being pulled made me open my blurred eyes.

Fu Yanshen was stretching his arms and touching the drawer.

This was his habitual action when he used to have sex with me. This scene seemed to be back to the past.

"Hold……"

The man gritted his teeth and said something harsh.

I understand, no trap.

In an instant, half of my passion faded.

After taking a few deep breaths and about to get up, Fu Yanshen pushed me back again. I frowned and glared at him, the temperature of my cheeks not yet cooling down.

"What?" I asked him angrily, "Ah..."

In an instant, she raised her neck and let out a contented moan from the tip of her nose, her watery eyes meeting his deep black ones.

His eyes looked doting, "Is it sweet?"

My heart palpitated.

Suddenly, the scene from a long time ago clearly appeared in my mind.

The squeamish eldest lady Sheng Qiaoqiao is both greedy for pleasure and afraid of getting tired when it comes to falling in love with Fu Yan.

Therefore, she, who is very scheming, always deliberately teases him without a condom, pesters him, and asks him for sweetness.

When he holds her in his arms, uses his kisses and hands, tries his best to give her pleasure and stimulation, and finally uses his fingers to satisfy her, she will have a feeling of happiness that he is doting on her. feel.

I came back from the distant memories and dug my fingertips deeply into the muscles of one of his free arms. The sensory stimulation and pleasure made me burst into tears.

The moment the fireworks exploded in my mind, I turned over and lay in his arms, my body trembling slightly and I cried...

Fu Yanshen hugged me tightly.

My face was buried in his hot chest, my breath was filled with his strong hormonal scent, his heart was beating vigorously, and the scar was close to my lips...

I don’t know how long it took, but my body and mind became calmer.

"It's fatal!" He said in a rough voice, his heart beating louder.

My hand was grabbed by him and moved downward...

I quickly shook him off and gave him a cold look.

Fu Yanshen looked annoyed and gritted his teeth, "After taking advantage of the sweetness, he turned his back and refused to recognize anyone."

After finishing speaking, he raised his right hand.

The white gauze was almost soaked and stained with blood. When he exerted force before, blood came out again...

Smelling the ambiguous sweet smell, my cheeks felt hot.

What a shame.

I ignored him and quickly got out of bed, regardless of his "life or death", and ran to the bathroom.

My skirt was full of wrinkles and stained with blood. I was covered in fine sweat, sticky and uncomfortable, and had an ambiguous smell.

He simply locked himself in the shower room and took a hot bath.

While taking a shower, Fu Yanshen hung his bathrobe on the door handle of the shower room and informed me.

I had just put on his bathrobe and came out when I heard my cell phone ringing.

After leaving the bathroom, Fu Yanshen was walking towards me holding my mobile phone.

The man lowered his head, his face gloomy, and he looked obviously unhappy.

After he handed me the phone, he turned around.

When I looked at it, the screen showed "Song Sinan".

No wonder Fu Yanshen looked so embarrassed just now.

"Brother Si Nan." I habitually call him this outside of work situations.

Fu Yanshen paused while changing the bed sheets. In a flash, he shook up the bed sheets, flew them in the air, and laid them down.

Song Sinan: "Qiaoqiao, where are you now?...Is it easy to come out?"

What does he want from me so late?

I was stunned for a moment, "Brother Si Nan... I'm in the apartment and have already fallen asleep. What can I do for you?"

I am embarrassed to say that I am with Fu Yanshen. My friends all know that I have been hurt by him, especially Makino, who also knows about my past life.

If they knew that Fu Yanshen and I still had a relationship, they would be angry with me for not living up to expectations.

At this time, I clearly felt a chill coming from Fu Yanshen.

He threw down the unmade sheets and left the bedroom.

I understood in an instant that he was angry with me for lying to Song Sinan. He had misunderstood me and him.

"Then...you continue to rest." Song Sinan was silent for a while before speaking warmly.

After hanging up the phone, I looked for my clothes and found that Fu Yanshen had thrown them into the washing machine and hadn't washed them yet.

Outside the bedroom, Fu Yanshen stood by the railing with his back to me.

His back was lonely, with a faint layer of melancholy, and a faint smell of tobacco floated in the air.

I frowned, strode forward, snatched half of the cigarette from his fingers, threw it on the ground, stepped on it, and crushed it hard.

"Fu Yanshen, you still smoke!" I glared at him, my chest rising and falling with anger.

Fu Yanshen was stunned for a moment, then slowly approached me, "I had a lot of social activities some time ago, and I started smoking again. I promise not to smoke again in the future. If you smoke again, you will punish me."

He raised his hand to touch my face, and I opened his hand and said, "Even if you slap, it's none of my business."

I couldn't bear to say the word "death".

Fu Yanshen hugged me forcefully, hugging me tightly with his iron arms, "Qiaoqiao, I understand, you still care about me."

"I just smoked because I was afraid that you and Song Sinan would really get together..."

His voice was hoarse, showing panic and humility.