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   Mo Xiaxia was embarrassed, "I didn't ask you for a bank card."

Fu Xiao helped her to be more stable, and said naturally, "Soldiers must guard against arrogance and extravagance. I have nowhere to use money. Men spend money on women. It is only right that I spend money on you. I want to use it for you. of."

   At this moment, Feng Yaqin shouted excitedly, "Come out, come out."

   Who is Han Xiaoye who is not holding a small bun in the lead?

  Fu Zhiyan followed behind her and pulled the suitcase, looking extravagant. Against his background, Han Xiaoye was holding a small bun, but his light was not concealed.

   It is said that she has already given birth to three children, so she should be an aunt instead of an aunt. But she couldn't tell her age at all, she still looked like a college student in her early twenties, her skin was as smooth as a peeled egg, and her eyes were bright.

   "Stop talking, why did you let the little girl hold the child?" Feng Yaqin scolded and took over the shameless little bun in distress.

   She has brought Baozi several times to the United States, and every time she comes, she brings many gifts to Baozi. Besides his mommy, the little bun is his grandmother.

   threw himself into her arms without any resistance, and called out in a milky voice, "Grandma."

   "Oh, my sweetheart, you are back. If you don't come back, grandma will have lovesickness."

   "Grandma, I also want to see my sister." Fu Xiamu jumped beside him, "Little bun, I'm sister, you have to call me sister."

   Fu Muye also loved Youjia and handed Xiao Baozi a stuffed toy silently, and Xiao Baozi immediately hugged the toy and said in a milky voice, "Brother, sister."

  Qin Fang bumped Fu Zhiyan with his elbow, his eyes lit up, "Your little bun is so cute, you can't tell it's your little niece's daughter. It's too soft, like a little cotton candy."

   "Isn't my daughter yours?" A murderous look swept over.

   Qin Fang touched his chin, speechless, "I'm just joking, what are you doing when you're angry."

   A group of people returned to Fu's house in a mighty manner.

   Aunt Li has already started cooking, and the living room is full of the smell of stewed chicken soup.

   "So fragrant, Aunt Feng, what shall we eat tonight?" Mo Qi was about to move.

  Feng Yaqin asked Han Xiaoye and the others to go up and put their luggage. She handed the child to Mo Xiaxia, rolled up her sleeves and prepared to go into the kitchen, "Tonight we have hot pot, everyone will get together. If you have nothing to do, come and help."

"hot pot?"

   Qin Fang likes hot pot the most, so he immediately went to help. Mo Qi, Fu Xiao or Suri all went, and Sinanqing stayed to take care of a few radishes.

  …

  Upstairs.

  Han Xiaoye hadn't come back for two years. As soon as he entered the bedroom, he was moved and confused, "It hasn't changed at all here."

   "Mom finds someone to pack it every day." Fu Zhiyan put down the luggage.

   turned his head, the little woman with aura had already collapsed on the bed, "Emma, ​​I'm so tired."

  Fu Zhiyan rubbed his temples and reached out to pull her, "Let's go, let's go downstairs to help."

  Han Xiaoye's sly eyes blinked, and the moment he stretched out his hand to pull him, he pulled him towards him with a force.

"Well."

  Fu Zhiyan was caught off guard by her.

   Before he could react, the daring little woman turned over and pressed him under her body.

   "Han Xiaoye, what are you doing?"

   She hasn't come here so easily for a long time, her little mouth pouted, her little hand has shamelessly touched the man's crotch, "You."

   Fuck you!

  Fu Zhiyan's lower abdomen was violently provoked, and he forbeared and grabbed the sheet next to him.

  Han Xiaoye likes to see how he is on the verge of losing control and has to forbear to control himself, which is very sexy.

   She reached out and unbuttoned his shirt, leaning over and biting on him.

   "Hmm." Fu Zhiyan was in pain and said in a hoarse voice, "Don't make trouble, get up quickly."

  Han Xiaoye pushed him back onto the bed, sat on him, and kissed his thin lips. While kissing, he said, "I remember the first time we were in this position, and I made you strong on it."

  “…”

   She was too embarrassed to say that she brought him a bowl of that kind of wine, could she not lose control?

   "Are you sure you want to play with fire?"

   "Am I sure it's not obvious enough?" She squeezed hard, and she saw the man grunt, "To celebrate our return, roll a sheet."

  Fu Zhiyan's eyes suddenly darkened, and he no longer restrained, "deeply" made her realize what it means to roll a sheet!

  Han Xiaoye peaked several times, and his brain exploded with fireworks, but the tide of love continued to rise. She regretted it completely, and Xiaozui kept begging for mercy, "I was wrong, little uncle, I don't want it anymore."

   "What did you call me?"

   "Little uncle?"

   One pushes in.

   she cried out.

   and whimpered, "Fu Zhiyan, no more."

   Another step forward.

  Han Xiaoye's voice was hoarse, he couldn't bear it any longer, and whimpered like a cat, "Husband, I don't want it anymore."

  The arrogant man increased his speed, and when she was almost unable to bear it, a familiar and hoarse voice sounded in her ears.

   "Han Xiaoye, I love you."

  Emma, ​​she finally heard these three words! Han Xiaoye hugged him fiercely, let him enter deeply into himself, kissed his earlobe, raised the corner of his mouth, and showed a bright smile, "Mr. Fu, please give me more advice for the rest of my life."

  ——————End

  PS: I didn’t want to finish writing my testimonials, but thinking about it, it’s been almost a year since I wrote this book, and I’m very grateful for everyone’s perseverance. Now that it's finally over, I don't know if I'm relieved or disappointed. I have written a total of two books, "The Evil King's Best Pet", in which Feng Lingyun is cold and domineering, and the fox is cute. After trying this kind of unconventional male and female protagonists, my brother wanted to try to write about conventional male and female protagonists. Originally intended to write a popular soft and cute heroine, but the idea turned into Han Xiaoye. Personality likes and dislikes are clear, a little ruffian, little willful, little contrived, little nonsense. But in general, she is a girl who has three positive views and pursues love wholeheartedly. Fortunately, the person she likes just likes her, and the person she loves has always loved her. The little brother hopes that every little girl can meet such a person, and I hope that there will be no time to turn back, and I will share my head with affection.

   After writing this book, my brother will have to rest for two or three months. If you are still there when you open a new book, we will see you again.

grateful.

  This book is over, see you next time.

   Finally, I heard that there is a kind of book fan called Wife Fan, wives, please give me more advice for the rest of my life.

  Note: 2016, 9, 14 pm