After marrying the richest husband

Sang Qiao: "..."

Sang Qiao always felt that something was wrong.

And this feeling of something wrong followed Fu Xingzhou's easy embrace of him.

In Yuan Boqi's strange and inexplicably gratified eyes, he was walked all the way up the stairs to the second floor, and it became more and more obvious when he opened the bedroom door.

Sang Qiao only wore Fu Xingzhou's cashmere coat, and nestled in Fu Xingzhou's arms almost in a vacuum.

Then poked its head out like a groundhog, looking left and right vigilantly.

Grabbing Fu Xingzhou's shoulder, he sneezed loudly before he could speak.

Sang Qiao: "..."

awkward.

How embarrassing.

Sang Qiao shrank back along the shoulder of Fu Xingzhou in the same way.

Compared with Sang Qiao's arm that was like a bone to the touch.

Fu Xingzhou's arm seemed too strong.

He easily carried Sang Qiao into the master bedroom on the second floor, and pushed the door shut with his elbow.

Then he walked a little further and entered the bathroom with Sang Qiao.

In fact, it was not the first time for Sang Qiao to enter this bathroom, but when he entered last time, he was full of satisfaction thinking about the bag of supplies he brought back, and did not spare any extra thoughts to visit Fu Xingzhou's bathroom.

Until today, he was carried in by Fu Xingzhou and placed firmly on the ground.

Sang Qiao raised his head subconsciously, and inadvertently saw the whole picture of the bathroom.

Perhaps because it is a detached villa, the height of each floor of this house is very high. Needless to say, the living room and dining room on the first floor, even the heights of the rooms on the second and third floors are much higher than ordinary floors. few.

Fu Xingzhou's bathroom alone is three times the square meter of the old house in Shangsangqiao.

All the lamps in the bathroom are designed with anti-fog covers. The light is soft and hazy on the dark brick surface, making it appear quiet and hidden.

And the bathtub that Uncle Yuan mentioned just now is located in the very center of the room.

The gray-blue marble countertop is carefully laid out on the edge of the bathtub, and there are massage positions for two people in the circular bathtub, which looks soft and comfortable.

Standing behind Sangqiao, Fu Xingzhou stretched out his hand and pressed something.

The water inlet of the bathtub began to flow in little by little, and the clear and warm water gradually rose up.

Sang Qiao wondered if Fu Xingzhou secretly adjusted the temperature of the air conditioner in the bathroom just now—

Because he suddenly felt a little hot now.

No servant came up.

After closing the bathroom door, Fu Xingzhou personally went to the wet and dry separation area on the other side of the bathroom to get a pair of cute looking slippers, walked back to Sang Qiao, bowed his head and kissed his ear: "These shoes are inconvenient , Change into a pair of slippers."

Sang Qiao: "..."

Sang Qiao subconsciously glanced in the direction of the bathroom door, then looked at Fu Xingzhou hesitantly.

Fu Xingzhou looked very gentle, and he looked like a good person.

Because Fu Xingzhou brought her back to the bedroom from Fu's all the way, Sang Qiao didn't have time to change her shoes downstairs, and she was still wearing the thick-soled white shoes she wore in the hospital.

It has been soaked in water, and the soles of the feet are cold.

Sang Qiao pursed her lips, lowered her head and slowly pulled off the shoes on her feet.

He accidentally swayed without standing still, and was immediately supported by Fu Xingzhou without falling down.

Fu Xingzhou helped Sang Qiao reposition the slippers, and then put his hand around his waist: "Change it."

Sang Qiao pouted, and changed his shoes obediently.

The water in the bathtub should have reached the water level, and the sound of running water gradually stopped.

Fu Xingzhou patted Sangqiao's fart lightly: "There is still a coat."

Sang Qiao: "..."

However, there was only one coat left.

Sangqiao consciously took off the trousers he was wearing after entering the bathroom, if he took off his jacket now...

Sang Qiao bit her lip: "Go out first, I can do it myself."

Fu Xingzhou didn't seem to hear clearly: "What can I do?"

Sang Qiao: "..."

Sang Qiao swallowed, and said in a low voice, "Yes, take a bath by yourself."

This can be said to be a very honest request.

But Fu Xingzhou smiled in a deep voice.

"But I can't, Qiaoqiao."

Fu Xingzhou lowered his head slightly, and kissed the little hair on the top of Sangqiao's head, "I'm a little tired today, I want to take a bath with my sweet baby, okay?"

Sang Qiao: "..."

Sang Qiao thought about it, but still felt that something was not quite right.

But Fu Xingzhou's kiss was soft and warm, and the whisper that came from his ear was crisp and numb.

Before Sang Qiao had time to figure out the ins and outs and see through Fu Xingzhou's gentle mask, he was easily carried into the bathtub and immersed in the warm water waves.

The sound of the massage system working in the bathtub is infinitely diluted in the water.

The precious and delicate cashmere coat that Sang Qiao was wearing fell to the ground slowly because the buttons were unbuttoned, and he was placed on the headrest in the bathtub like a treasure.

Fu Xingzhou kissed Sangqiao's lips.

Maybe it's because of the gradual increase in temperature in the bathroom.

Sang Qiao's lips were finally warmed up, and they no longer looked as cold as before.

A faint blush steamed on her cheeks that were always pale as paper.

Sang Qiao was unnatural in Fu Xingzhou's sight, but he was so tightly pressed that he couldn't even move a few inches.

The distance between the two is extremely close.

Perhaps Sang Qiao's illusion, he always felt a faint gardenia fragrance gradually lingering at the tip of his nose.

I don't know if it's on me or on Fu Xingzhou.

There are obviously two positions for massage in the bathtub, but Fu Xingzhou is about to push Sangqiao to the side of the bathtub, and uses his slender and powerful arms to circle the way on the other side.

The movement of the massager drives the water waves to sway gently.

Aggrieved, Sang Qiao raised his head to look at Fu Xingzhou, tried to persuade him to stay in the seat next to him, and prepared his words: "Go a little over there..."

Fu Xingzhou turned a blind eye to the other half of the bathtub, and reached out to rub Sangqiao's wet hair: "Why are you so stingy, you don't even let me use the bathtub."

Sang Qiao: "?"

Sang Qiao: "..."

Sang Qiao was stunned.

He didn't seem to understand how Fu Xingzhou could interpret this intention, but he still felt that he had to argue with himself.

So some dry lips opened and closed: "No, you can't even soak here, and there is such a big space over there, soaking there, how comfortable it is!"

Fu Xingzhou nodded meaningfully, as if agreeing with Sang Qiao's reasoning.

But before Sang Qiao could breathe a sigh of relief——

Fu Xingzhou easily pulled Sang Qiao into his arms.

The bodies of the two overlapped, and they finally lay together on the massage position that originally belonged to only one person.

Sang Qiao: "..."

The massager of this type of bathtub is generally installed at the bottom and side, which can massage and protect the lumbar and cervical spine during the bathing process.

As a result, Fu Xingzhou did this.

The massager that Sang Qiao was massaging was pressed by Fu Xingzhou behind his back.

And there was only one Fu Xingzhou under Sangqiao's body.

Sang Qiao: "..."

Fu Xingzhou was still tough.

Not as comfortable as a massager at all.

The key is--

In the process of trying to find a relatively comfortable position, Sang Qiao bumped into something against him repeatedly.

Sang Qiao: "..."

All old men.

Sang Qiao is not stupid.

But today Sangqiao neither cleaned himself up well nor prepared himself well.

And he checked it on Baidu, and the first time it usually hurts a lot.

Sang Qiao is super cowardly.

After some comparison.

Now Sangqiao didn't want to experience the massage anymore, and stretched his arms and legs, he just wanted to run away from Fu Xingzhou.

It's a pity that after working hard for a long time, I failed to do two or three sets of children's radio gymnastics.

Fu Xingzhou held Sangqiao's waist with his hand, and pulled him back into his arms very easily, and held his hand with his fingers interlocked: "Qiaoqiao is dishonest, didn't you say you love me just now, why do you want to run away now?" ?”

Sang Qiao: "..."

Sang Qiao couldn't swallow back what he just said, and was embarrassed to tell Fu Xingzhou that he was afraid, so he murmured for a while, and then he hummed an excuse that didn't look like an excuse: "You, you put my massage wheel all Occupy..."

"Is it."

Fu Xingzhou held Sangqiao with one hand, and rubbed Sangqiao's waist with the other hand, his voice became hoarse at some point, "Then I'll massage Tianbao myself, huh?"

Sang Qiao: "..."

Sang Qiao really thought about it seriously.

After all, he has been an honest child since he was a child, and he is busy with work every day and rarely surfs the Internet.

Sang Qiao didn't get another layer of meaning in Fu Xingzhou's words at all, but thought very sincerely——

Maybe asking Fu Xingzhou to give him a massage can divert his attention.

Let him stop holding himself up...

After thinking about it over and over again, Sang Qiao nestled in Fu Xingzhou's arms and nodded his chin slightly, and carefully said: "Then you have to be gentle..."

Fu Xingzhou's eyes were tightly locked on Sang Qiao, and after a long while, he replied in a very deep voice: "Okay, Qiao Bao."

Sang Qiao was praised inexplicably, and felt more and more guilty.

So he thought about it again, supported Fu Xingzhou's arm and added: "When you finish massaging me, I will massage you too."

"Need not."

Fu Xingzhou rested his head on Sangqiao's left shoulder, supported Sangqiao from behind and sat up.

The two leaned against each other.

Fu Xingzhou said in a low voice, "Baby Qiao just be obedient, I will massage Bao Bao very comfortably, okay?"

Sang Qiao: "Hey..."

But don't you pay attention to reciprocity in everything...

Sang Qiao still felt that it would be unfair if he only enjoyed Fu Xingzhou's service, so he planned to talk to Fu Xingzhou again.

However, the words have not yet come out.

Fu Xingzhou's hand slid down by two points, and fictitiously touched the little Sangqiao that was barely used by Nongsangqiao.

only in an instant.

Sang Qiao froze all of a sudden, flopping around in Fu Xingzhou's arms like a cat with its hair blown up: "No, no, no, no, Fu Xingzhou——"

Fu Xingzhou teased the little guy in his hand for a while.

Then leaned forward, and said very gently to Sang Qiao who had softened completely: "Qiao Bao is obedient, I won't bully you today, okay?"