After returning to Fu Mingyi's bedroom, Fu Mingyi put Chu Weiwei on the bed and sat down. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 Info leaned over Chu Weiwei's ear and said, "Wait for me, I'll take a bath." ”

“・・・・・・”

Blushing, as if they were going to do something to be ashamed of.

"You."

Before Chu Weiwei finished speaking, she felt that Fu Ming had also left her side.

"Bang." The bathroom door was closed.

Chu Weiwei fell on Fu Mingyi's big bed, and her whole body was slowly filled with his taste, although in this way, it was not the way she wanted. But surprisingly, she has already entered his world.

He came closer.

Chu Weiwei's soft cheeks rubbed against the cup full of his masculinity, which was not bad. At least next time it wasn't him who left, but she left first.

When Fu Ming also came out of the shower, he found Chu Weiwei lying on his quilt in a daze.

Fu Ming also laughed in her heart, she was still defenseless against him, so what should he do. My heart was hula and hula and softened into a ball of cotton.

He stood beside the bed and looked at Chu Weiwei condescendingly, and a trace of irritability slowly became stained in his eyes. The girl lay on her back, her face showing the white skin of her neck, and his gaze slid from the pretty curve of her neck to her neckline. Her neckline is slightly open, and her delicate butterfly collarbone is like it, revealing a sultry seduction.

Fu Mingyi's hand bent slightly. The fullness of the girl's chest was just the size he could grasp with one hand, a flat lower abdomen, straight and even long legs, and slender calves.

He tugged at his neckline, it was so hot on a summer night.

Chu Weiwei moved and frowned.

"What's wrong?"

Fu Ming also asked with concern.

Chu Weiwei blinked her eyes and didn't think about it: "I ate too much at night, and my stomach is uncomfortable." ”

Fu Ming also frowned, he was not careful, people who have always eaten well at night can't eat big fish and meat all at once. He helped Chu Weiwei, who was delicate, to get up from the bed.

"Let's go for a walk."

Chu Weiwei also felt that it would be better for her to go for a walk.

This time, Fu Ming didn't carry Chu Weiwei downstairs, let her hold his arm, and slowly came down layer by layer under his reminder.

There is no guide stick, no small cloth, only him, and the only person she can rely on is him. Under such a psychology, Chu Weiwei felt a strange sense of satisfaction in her heart.

Chu Weiwei felt that Fu Mingyi's home was very big and empty, and she basically walked straight with Fu Mingyi.

When he went out, the cool breeze of the summer night blew, blowing Chu Weiwei's long hair away and scattering it on his arms. There is a feeling that the years are quiet.

The suburbs outside the city are particularly favored by moonlight. In the middle of the moon, the bright moonlight sprinkled down like pouring water, falling on the lawn, in the flower beds, and on the trees・・・・・・ the breeze blowing, as if blowing pieces of broken silver. Fu Ming never realized that the place where he lived was so beautiful.

Fu Ming also looked at Chu Weiwei's quiet side face in front of her, the gentle moonlight fell on her hair, face, shoulders, she under the moonlight was the goddess he had been looking forward to for many years, and he was willing to become her devout believer and dedicate everything he had to her.

"Weiwei, the moonlight tonight is particularly bright and gentle, there is a lawn around you, a circular flower garden, and nightshade is planted in it・・・・・・"

Now he is willing to take the place of her eyes and tell her everything he sees in the outside world.