"It's not a little, but how much?" Meng Yuan whispered in Fu Jun's ear, her ear beads were like translucent petals, so he couldn't help but touch the tip of his tongue, and his voice became more and more indistinct.

Fu Jun only felt a fever in his ears, and from his ears to his neck, his crystal skin was quickly covered with a piece of cherry powder. Meng Yuan held her ear, and his eyes became dark.

Taking a deep breath of the sweetness of his nose, his lips ran over her ears, pecked over her soft cheeks, and finally covered the soft red lips, and a hand was clasped on the back of her neck, not allowing her to move.

Fu Jun soon couldn't breathe.

She clasped his shirt with both hands, supporting the full weight of her body only with his iron arms, while her body involuntarily swayed with his movements, like a weed in the wind.

When he finally let go of her, her temples were slightly scattered, her skin was as pink as a cherry, her eyes seemed to be soaked in mist, like tears and hatred, and her red lips were even more delicate.

Meng Yuan's throat swallowed, and Fang Min whispered in Fu Jun's ear: "Eat first, then eat you." His voice was hoarse, and his breath was as hot as fire.

Fu Jun was only fully recovered at this time, and he didn't care about anything else, so he sat in front of the mirror first, and while facing the mirror to sort out his clothes, he complained urgently: "You are always like this, and you don't say anything in advance." As he spoke, he glanced at him from the mirror again, and the water rippled in his clear eyes, until a layer of fog rose in the mirror

She is really a little resentful, and she doesn't vomit unpleasantly. When he came, he messed up her hair, and she had to rearrange it, but he was neatly dressed. It looks so glamorous. The contrast is truly discouraging.

It's just that she has only been picked up with red lips at this time, and her speech is not good at this time, her words are like resentment, trembling and seductive, just listening to the voice has made people feel soft and soft, not to mention the cherry powder on her face, Meng Yuan's eyes suddenly became dark again.

He breathed a few deep breaths before suppressing/lowering/surging heat in the depths of his body, and chuckled again: "Then I'll say it in advance, and I'll eat you." ”

Fu Jun stared at him from the mirror.

She doesn't have any powerful weapons now. Except for the occasional glare at him and a few complaints. She didn't dare to provoke him too much. God knows how energetic this man was. Fu Jun, who has had countless painful lessons and lessons, only dared to say a few words at this time.

She was a little angry like this, and she saw that Meng Yuan's heart was about to melt, and she couldn't suppress her laughter for a while. So he went up and took her. The voice became deeper and more melodious: "Evening." I will make amends to you. ”

These ambiguous words made Fu Jun dare not look at him again, but the cherry powder on his face became heavier and heavier.

This kind of declarative notice is really full of different flavors.

Meng Yuan saw her appearance. He stopped teasing her, leaned over slightly and looked at her in the mirror, and then asked, "Why don't you use a purple headband?" ”

Fu Jun really wanted to sigh.

Since the night in the cave room, Meng Yuan has liked to see her wearing purple clothes. Fu Jun has made more than a dozen sets of improved BRA and PANTS, all of which are purple, and more than two months after marriage, except for the few days of menstruation, Meng Yuan has to personally "check" every night.

These are not enough, and he bought a lot of expensive Nanyang purple satin, which can be a piece of hardware, he bought five or six horses, cut them to make hair bands, make small clothes, and also plate flower hairpins, and asked someone to buy rare purple glass from Nanshan Province to make Huadian, I can't wait for her to wear purple from head to toe.

Listening to what he said about the purple headband at this time, Fu Jun remembered his "show off of force" every night, and couldn't help but hate and be unwilling in his heart, so he knocked his hand with a hairpin and glared at him: "I don't want that Rausch purple headband, you don't want to ask me to change it." ”

Meng Yuan couldn't help her to slap and beat, still looking through her jewelry box by herself.

The jewelry box has seven layers, and it sits on the desk like a small cabinet. He opened and closed it layer by layer, and when he was stunned, he took out something from the box and said strangely: "Why do you have this?" ”

Fu Jun glanced at it, but saw that what he was holding in his hand was a plain bag, the workmanship was extremely exquisite, but the fabric was very ordinary.

Fu Jun was stunned, and his face suddenly couldn't hold back.

This is really the return of the goods to their original owners.

She had almost forgotten that there was such a thing in the box.

This bag is the money bag left behind by Meng Yuan after she was abducted on the night she was abducted many years ago.

Meng Yuan picked up the bag with one finger, raised his long eyebrows high, and his drum-like voice was very pleasant: "How can you have my money bag?" Where did you get it? He said as he looked at Fu Jun, the brilliance in his iced eyes was fine, and the smile spread little by little.

Fu Jun felt that her face was so blushing that she couldn't explain it.

She didn't steal this money bag, she just picked it up, she was only six years old at the time, even if she picked his money bag, it didn't mean anything, what was she to see?

However, the more she thought about it, the more her face burned badly.

Looking at her irrepressible appearance, Meng Yuan's heart softened into a puddle of water, and there was a deep throbbing.

He had known about it for a long time.

His bond with her was forged when she was six years old. Every time he thought about it, his heart throbbed deeply, deeply.

Many years ago, during the Shangyuan Festival, he hurried out of the city to visit his seriously ill mother, and inadvertently rescued the abducted Fu Jun. That night, they suffered the most significant change in their lives at the same time, but as everyone knows, God also laid the groundwork here, closely linking their fates.

The smile in Meng Yuan's eyes faded, his eyes were deep, and there was tenderness.

Fu Jun didn't look at him again, only his eyes drooped slightly, and he said softly: "Actually, I haven't thanked you back then......"

Before she could finish her sentence, he had already embraced her into his arms.

His embrace is as warm as the summer sea, and the smell of the sun lingers in it.

At that moment, this embrace seemed to contain all that she had, and her whole life would be fully embraced by him.

"I know it all." He whispered in her ear, like a warm breeze blowing in her ears, "This is the fate of you and me, and I cherish it a hundred times." ”

Fu Jun didn't speak again, just quietly listened to his heartbeat.

Meng Yuan hugged the person in his arms tightly and was speechless for a long time.

"Yu Niangniang, the meal is ready." Outside the curtain, there was a soft report from the river, breaking the charm in the house.

Meng Yuan let go of Fu Jun, pulled her up from the chair, and chuckled, "Let's go eat." ”

Fu Jun nodded, and hurriedly glanced at the mirror, and after making sure that her whole body was neat, she raised her voice and said, "I know, you can put the meal on the table." ”

This is also the new rule of Linqing Pavilion: the master eats, and the subordinates retreat.

Meng Yuan took Fu Jun's hand and used some force, and the smile in his eyes became thicker and thicker.

She treated him so well, even the fact that he didn't like to serve people at dinner was also to his liking, he thought she would not get used to it, but he didn't expect that she not only welcomed his habits, but also didn't force it.

He also liked her calm and calm appearance. (To be continued.) )