Fu Jingting laughed suddenly, his fingers hooked her chin, and his voice was so soft that it seemed to tease her ears, "So well-behaved, what are you thinking?"

Xu Qingcheng's face suddenly flushed, or her heart was weak, she buried her face in his arms, "I didn't think about anything." ”

The voice was muffled.

Fu Jingting was silent, looking down at the hair on the top of her head, she would not think that Xu Qingcheng's behavior at the moment was a stress reaction after being overly sad.

She's angry enough, but also calm enough.

But she nestled in his arms like this, like a kitten who just needed to be brushed up.

Fu Jingting's eyes were slightly gloomy, and he cast his gaze on the surface of the river, retracting it for a moment.

No matter what she wanted, he I wouldn't allow her to go beyond his plans.

He touched her with his hand, and Xu Qingcheng tensed, afraid of what he would do now, so he pressed his wrist, "You, ...... here"

"What's here?" he laughed, curling his eyes as his fingers hooked the car keys in her coat pocket.

"I just want to get the car keys, your car is broken, let the driver drive it to fix it. ”

Xu Qingcheng, "......"

Fu Jingting sent her back.

It was where she lived before, where he was.

It's like he didn't ask how her car crashed.

She didn't ask if she should have moved out of here.

The news was originally the culprit that made her restless, but now it has become her anger to fight back.

Looking at the problem from another angle, it seems that it can be her help. The next stop, the willows are bright.

Xu Qingcheng wiped her hair, and she turned her head to look in the direction of the shower.

He was taking a bath, and the sound of dripping water came out.

Xu Qingcheng's heart was beating a little fast, and he was a little panicked, it was not the first time for the two of them, but even if she was entangled with him with a purpose, he knew it very well.

This feeling of knowing each other makes her not burdened.

But once it is mixed with other thoughts......

Who likes to be calculated?

Xu Tingcheng bit her lip, the matter is now, she has been forced into a corner, there is no better choice, and there is no faster choice.

The bathroom door opened, and the man came out, wiping his hair, and paused slightly when he saw her.

The clothes here were prepared by him temporarily, without special explanation, for daily use.

The clothes are all decent, and they are not particularly sexy and charming.

But if she wants to, I'm afraid that no matter how ordinary clothes are, she can wear a visual feast that provokes fire.

A gray-blue lace-trimmed silk suspender nightdress, and a matching dressing gown on the outside, you can wrap yourself tightly.

But at this moment, the nightgown was abandoned by her, and she only wore the suspender nightdress, and the suspender on one side hung down her shoulders and hung on her arms, and the ups and downs of her chest were very accidentally exposed.

Fu Jingting's Adam's apple rolled lightly, and his eyes were stained with fire.

But she didn't seem to notice him at all, sat on the edge of the bed, bent one leg on the edge of the bed, and rubbed the lotion on her leg.

The hem of her skirt crept up at her move, almost piling up to her waist.

Looming.

Exercise!

Fu Jingting scolded, he walked over and grabbed the person directly and threw him on the bed, the darkness in his eyes was so thick that it was about to gush out, "Tempt me?"

She pushed him, her wrist weakly against his chest, her cheeks slightly red, and she vividly interpreted the desire to resist and welcome.

"What's the ...... Hey, don't ...... like that."

The voice was delicate, as if a handful of sugar had been sprinkled in his mouth, and it was so sweet that it was greasy to death.

He deliberately grinded her, looking at the charm of her eyes, and drilled into his bones so hard that he wanted to kill her.

......

Xu Qingcheng slept deeply.

If she deliberately seduced at the beginning, then she really didn't want it later.

She cried so much, very pitiful, but he refused to let her go, he really tossed to death, and refused to stop even if she cried and her eyes were red.

The heavy curtains were drawn thoroughly, and her eyelashes seemed to be still beading with water.