Fu Zichen's warm breath fell on her.

Luo Ran shook his body sensitively, hugging Fu Zichen's waist and not wanting to let go, "You will only do these things with me." ”

Her voice was unnaturally tinged with a hint of complaint, stirring up Fu Zichen's emotions.

He looked at the little woman in his arms, because he was at home, Luo Ran put his hair down and hung down on his curvaceous back.

Luo Ran was wearing a white cotton shirt, the clothes were a little tight, Fu Zichen could see the outline of her back, and the pride on her chest was against his chest.

Fu Zichen could feel Luo Ran's chest pressing against him every time he breathed, and this feeling was really ecstatic.

"No one at home?"

Fu Zichen hugged her tightly, his palms wandered restlessly on Luo Ran's body, and his breathing became rapid.

He looked around the hall and saw that the babysitter and the two children were gone, except for a pile of toys, not even the noisy puppy in the house.

"Yihang went out for a walk with Snowball and Xiaohan, ah!"

Before Luo Ran finished speaking, Fu Zichen suddenly bent down and hugged her horizontally, Luo Ran didn't react, and subconsciously reached out to hug Fu Zichen's shoulder, and his face almost hit his handsome face.

"What are you doing!"

Luo Ran was slightly angry at his chest, but his hand hurt.

"Repay my wife's thank you just now."

Fu Zichen smiled meaningfully at her.

Without waiting for Luo Ran to ask, Fu Zichen carried her to the room, closed it and pressed her on the big bed.

After Fu Zichen got to the point, Luo Ran understood that men and women have different ways of thanking each other, at least Fu Zichen prefers to express it with actions.

Luo Ran was tossed twice by him before she could rest, lying weakly on his sweaty chest, and the air was filled with a strong breath, reminding her of what had just happened.

Luo Ran raised her eyes with great difficulty, and Fu Zichen's flat chest was covered with a few ambiguous red marks, which made her blush.

It was crazy just now!

At this time, the mobile phone that was thrown on the ground by Fu Zichen rang, but Fu Zichen didn't react at all, he was still closing his eyes and recuperating, and his bangs were half-wet with sweat.

"Zichen, answer the phone." Luo Ran pushed him.

"You pick up your husband and tell them that I slept with them."

Fu Zichen turned sideways and pressed her, rubbed between her hair, and deliberately bit her hair with his lip flap, obviously unfinished.

Luo Ran didn't dare to mess with him at this time, wrapped in the quilt and took the mobile phone, only to see Lu Zihao's phone displayed on the screen.

"You can just hang up this phone and ignore it."

Fu Zichen propped up his head and looked at the caller ID coldly.

He didn't wear clothes, just covered the position below his waist with a quilt, and Luo Ran looked back and saw his sturdy figure and the muscles on his lower abdomen, and even vaguely saw the place under the fishline of others.

Luo Ran retracted his gaze with a dry throat, "Young Master Lu may have something urgent to find you." ”

As she spoke, she answered the phone, "Young Master Lu, do you have anything to do with Zichen?" ”

"Luo Ran, why are you answering the phone?" Lu Zihao was stunned.

"Zichen he ......"

Luo Ran was about to reply, when a hand suddenly reached out from her waist and pinched her waist.

She almost cried out, and turned her head to stare at Fu Zichen.

He leisurely put his hand on her lower abdomen, opened his thin lips and said lazily, "What are you looking for me to do?" ”

"Zichen, so you're here!"

Lu Zihao's excited shout came from the mobile phone, "Zichen, since you are asking Luo Ran to answer the phone?" Could it be that I'm doing you a good thing again? ”

"I'll pick you up!"

Luo Ran heard Lu Zihao's words, blushed and stuffed the phone to Fu Zichen. She didn't dare admit it.

"Wife, don't move."

When Fu Zichen took the phone, he deliberately took her hand and took her into his arms.

As soon as Luo Ran came back to his senses, he was already in Fu Zichen's arms. She moved to push Fu Zichen away, but who knew that Fu Zichen put the phone to her ear first.

"What's the matter?"

His voice was low and magnetic, hoarse as he spoke, reaching for her hair.

Luo Ran considered that he was chatting on the phone, so he had to lie in his arms and let him make small movements.

"I wanted you to come out and have a drink with me, but you don't seem to be available right now."

Because he was close, Luo Ran could hear Lu Zihao's loss.

"Nonsense." Fu Zichen rejected Lu Zihao mercilessly, looking down at the woman in his arms, what is better than nesting in the quilt with his own woman?

"Then I'll have to drink it myself, it's really hard to be a single dog...... Honk! ”

Before Lu Zihao could finish speaking, the phone was hung up.

"Heavy color and light friends!"

He glared at the phone screen, grunted and ordered a glass of spirits, and sat at the bar watching the woman and woman on the dance floor writhing wildly.

The deafening noise in the bar made him even more irritable, and after raising his head and drinking the wine in the cup, Lu Zihao paid and left, ignoring several women who wanted to talk to him.

"What kind of perfume is sprayed, it stinks to death."

Lu Zihao wanted to get rid of the smell of perfume on his clothes in disgust, and suddenly, he caught a glimpse of a figure walking towards him.

He stepped back to avoid it, but who knew that the man suddenly stumbled and crashed head-on into him.

Lu Zihao was knocked back a step, and a refreshing smell wafted from the tip of his nose, which was completely different from the erosive smell of alcohol in the bar, which made him shake his mind.

"When did you get a pillar in the middle of the road?"

Before Lu Zihao pushed this person away, the other party hummed and wanted to stand up, and a pair of white and slender hands moved to his shoulders on his chest.

Even through his clothes, Lu Zihao could feel the softness and slight coolness on his hands, which made him feel uneasy.

"Lift your hands."

Realizing his abnormality, Lu Zihao immediately straightened his face and pushed the person lying on his body away.

He came to the bar just to relieve his boredom, and he was not interested in these women who threw him in his arms!

"What are you doing, let me lean on it, how did you become a pillar?"

The man in front of him stumbled back two steps and staggered to his balance.

Lu Zihao saw that the woman was wearing a white vest, revealing her fair chest and arms.

She had a messy short hair, covering her face, and only her small and tall nose could be vaguely seen, which looked a little familiar.

Lu Zihao tilted his head and looked at the woman carefully.

She burped, lifted her head, squinted her narrow eyes and pouted.

"I thought it was a pillar, but it turned out to be you a scumbag." Zheng Xiaoying was drunken against the wall, glanced at Lu Zihao, and looked away disdainfully, "The road is narrow!" ”

"I knew it was you, so I should have avoided it just now."

When Lu Zihao heard Zheng Xiaoying's words, his face darkened, and he brushed his shoulder.

"A big man still has a habit of cleanliness?" Zheng Xiaoying sneered, "I haven't spit on you yet." ”

Lu Zihao glanced at her and strode towards his car.

After walking a few steps, he felt that something was wrong, and looked back at the door of the bar, Zheng Xiaoying was still leaning against the wall, clutching her chest as if she wanted to vomit.

The bright red neon lights on the bar fell on her, staining her white vest red, giving her a gorgeous visual impact.

"I really drank too much, and I actually thought that this woman suddenly looked better."

Lu Zihao tightened his eyebrows, stepped forward and grabbed Zheng Xiaoying's arm, "Where is your home, I'll send you back." ”

As he spoke, he squinted his eyes at a few men not far away, and a few sharp flashes flashed in his eyes.

Touching his gaze, the men left in horror.

"Over there."

Zheng Xiaoying was probably uncomfortable, frowning and lying on him to guide the way, coughing a few times from time to time.

"If you dare to spit on me, I'll screw your head off!"

Lu Zihan helped her in disgust.

Zheng Xiaoying probably didn't hear what he said, so she leaned on him comfortably, closing her eyes and not knowing what she was muttering.

Lu Zihan looked at her face, only to find that this woman's eyelashes were very long, and they formed a beautiful black shadow under her eyes.

Her nose is tall and small, and even her pink lips are delicate.

Lu Zihao gestured with his palm, and was surprised to find that Zheng Xiaoying's face was smaller than his palm.

"No wonder you want to call Zheng Xiaoying, you have nothing on your body except your breasts."

He unconsciously looked at Zheng Xiaoying's chest, the collar of the vest was propped up, and Zheng Xiaoying was bent over, and he saw the scene inside.

Lu Zihao coughed lightly twice and withdrew his gaze, helped Zheng Xiaoying to get into the car, and buckled his seat belt.

In the process, Zheng Xiaoying did not resist at all, tilted her head and leaned on the back of the chair, her eyes were closed, and the orange light outside the carriage fell on Zheng Xiaoying's face.

Lu Zihao fixed his gaze on her moist lips, and some strangeness welled up in his body.

He took a deep breath, closed the door, and sat in the driver's seat.

"In which direction is your house?"

Lu Zihao drove the car and asked Zheng Xiaoying.

After a while, the people next to him didn't pay any attention to him.

Lu Zihao looked over suspiciously, only to find that Zheng Xiaoying fell asleep next to the back of the chair, and the short hair in her ears was stuck to her face.

"It's a pig, so you can sleep like this."

Lu Zihao resisted the urge to wake her up, reached out and took the phone, and wanted to call Luo Ran.

However, the phone was still dialed, and he remembered that Fu Zichen was busy with Luo Ran, and if he called at this time, Fu Zichen would definitely kill him.

"It's a nuisance."

Lu Zihao threw away the phone, stretched out his hand and pushed Zheng Xiaoying, "Zheng Xiaoying, you get up for me!" ”

He shouted a few times, but Zheng Xiaoying still didn't react at all.

"I have to take it home."

Lu Zihao withdrew his hand angrily, drove back to his home, and casually found a guest room and threw Zheng Xiaoying in.

He sniffed the liquor on his clothes, and walked into the bathroom to take a shower in disgust. Passing by Zheng Xiaoying's room, I unexpectedly found that the door was open, and even the quilt was thrown to the ground.

Lu Zihao looked into the room, but did not see Zheng Xiaoying.

He walked to the living room with his eyebrows twisted, and at a glance he saw a man sitting on the sofa, drinking a can of beer in his hand.

Probably hearing footsteps, Zheng Xiaoying looked back and saw a tall figure in the corridor.

There were no lights in the hall, and she had to squint her eyes to see what this man looked like.

His short wet hair stuck to his head, and the tips of his hair were dripping with water, covering his eyes, and he could barely see his dark face, standing in the hallway and examining her.

"You're not drunk?" Lu Zihao opened his lips and gritted his teeth to squeeze out this sentence.