After Song Feng fell asleep at night, Fu Shen motioned to the driver to slow down, but she didn't sleep peacefully this night.

She dreamed about the night she was drunk again, but this time it was not her threatening to sleep Fu Shen who was heard by him, but she actually did it herself, really threw him down on the bed, and she tore Fu Shen's clothes hard......

The clothes were torn, revealing a thin waist, strong and tight muscles, and smooth lines, not exaggerated but very eye-catching.

Fu Shen was pressed under her, cold as frost, and as glamorous as a peach and plum.

"Miss Song, Miss Song?" She felt like someone was calling her.

Song Feng woke up from his dream at night, and what he saw was Fu Shen's bewitching and ascetic face, and his face immediately turned white with fright.

"Three...... Third Master. Her tongue was knotted.

"Here we are." Fu Shen's tone was calm.

"Hmm." Song Fengwan remembered that dream, and his face turned red, how could he have such a shameful dream.

Fu Shen's gaze moved downward, "Can you let go of your hand?" ”

As soon as Song Fengwan lowered his head, he saw Fu Shen's sleeves being clutched in his hands.

Because of the excessive pulling, his neckline was offset, revealing a small section of his white neck, delicate and warm, the Adam's apple slid slightly, and he was indescribably abstinent and sexy.

"I'm sorry." She immediately let go of her hand, blushing even more.

"Nightmare?" Fu Shen reached out to straighten the neckline and smoothed the wrinkled sleeves of her coat.

Fu Shen was also afraid that Song Fengwan would wake up at any time, and he couldn't be too presumptuous, so he let go after pinching his hand twice.

Unexpectedly, this little girl pulled her sleeves and didn't let go, the force seemed to tear her clothes.

"Hmm." Song Fengwan nodded stupidly, not daring to look at him at all.

"Get out of the car." Fu Shen's eyes were deep, and he was the first to get out of the car.

Song Fengwan's face was flushed, and her mind was full of the dream just now.

It's also too shameful.

Didn't you just touch his chest? How could you have such a dream.

She adjusted her breathing before getting out of the car.

Although it is night, the mansion is brilliantly lit, with carved iron doors and green vines, a typical Chinese-style residence, revealing a simple and solemn atmosphere.

"Third Master." A middle-aged man of about forty years old, wearing a crisp uniform, had been waiting at the door for a long time, and he was also smiling kindly when he saw Song Fengwan, "Miss Song." ”

"Hello." When Song Feng first arrived, he was inevitably a little restrained.

"This is Uncle Nian, if I'm not here, you can talk to him directly about anything." Fu Shen's tone was not warm.

At this moment, Qiao Xiyan's car has also arrived, and someone will naturally carry the luggage, so they just need to follow Fu Shen into the door.

From the door to the main entrance of the house is only three or four minutes away, pavilions and pavilions, cornices and walls, copper bells are hung under the corridor, elegant and elegant.

Immediately after entering the room, she could smell a faint scent of sandalwood, she originally thought that the place where Fu Shen lived, the decoration pattern was estimated to be similar to that of the temple and the Buddhist hall, but she didn't expect that the furniture inside was very modern.

Extremely elegant, partial and delicate everywhere, low-key luxury.

Fu Shen walked in front, wearing a black robe, blending into it, more like the son-in-law of the Republic of China.

The endless romance of the road.

"Miss Song, your room is on the second floor, I'll take you there." Uncle Nian lowered his eyes and said.

"Thank you." Song Fengwan followed him to the second floor, and along the way, Uncle Nian was introducing the layout of the house to her, "There is an independent bathroom in the room, and it is convenient for you to live in." ”

When she entered the bedroom, there were already some women's items inside.

"Knowing that you are coming, the third master has to prepare some in advance, if you need anything, please feel free to tell us." Uncle Nian stood at the door and didn't go in.

"It's good." Song Fengwan didn't expect Fu Shen to be so intimate, she glanced at the room, and when she turned around, she saw Uncle Nian standing at the door, smiling at her all the time, "Uncle Nian, are you still in trouble?" ”

The luggage had already arrived, and she had to pack her things.

"This house was designed by the third master himself and supervised the completion of the manufacturing. Except for the old lady, you are the first woman he has brought back. ”

Song Fengwan was stunned for a moment, why did this sound so wrong.

What is the first woman you brought back?

She's just staying temporarily.

"You clean up first, I won't bother." Uncle Nian closed the door and left intimately.

The corners of his mouth grinned, and his smile became brighter and brighter.

He grew up watching Fu Shen grow up, although this Miss Song was forced by the old man and the old lady, if the third master was really reluctant, she wouldn't even be able to step into the door, let alone let them prepare daily necessities in advance.

I'm afraid it's the right eye.

This looks like it's 27, but it's an enlightenment.

It's just that Miss Song is a little young, but she looks like she is straight, and it's okay to wait for two more years.

There's finally hope.

He smiled more and more with satisfaction.

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As soon as Uncle Nian left, the door closed, and Song Fengwan breathed a sigh of relief, sat on the bed, and looked at the room carefully.

Her brain was dizzy.

She still hasn't reacted to how she lived here with Fu Shen, as if she was dreaming.

Qiao Xiyan just went into the house to take a look, chatted with Fu Shen for a few words, and then went out to smoke a cigarette.

Fu Shen went directly back to his bedroom to change clothes.

As soon as I unfastened the two buckles, the phone rang.

He glanced at the caller ID and frowned slightly, this person was climbing the mountain outside, and he actually had time to call himself.

He answered the phone and said "Hey".

"Fu San, I've heard that your old man stuffed you with a little girl."

"You're fast." Fu Shen raised his eyebrows.

"Uncle Nian went to my mall at night and bought a bunch of things for women, your old man is playing real this time, and he stuffed women directly into your house, are you actually happy?" The man was visibly surprised.

"Are you done?" Fu Shen was obviously a little impatient.

"What kind of girl? How does it look? ”

"Why don't you just ask my dad?"

"How dare I, your old man used to say that he was afraid that you would become a monk, so let me accompany you more, okay, I'll go."

"Since I had an affair with you, I didn't even dare to enter the door of your house, and the old man of your family said it directly, and then let him break my legs when he saw us together." The man scoffed.

"If I inquire, he won't be able to think I'm jealous and want to wreak havoc, and when I go back, he'll kill me."

The corners of Fu Shen's mouth hooked, "I'll hang up after I finish speaking." ”

"Don't, you really brought it in the door, Fu San, what did you think......"

Before the man finished speaking, Fu Shen hung up the phone.

What do you think?

The meat is delivered to the mouth, do you say to eat it or not?

……

He didn't have time to change his clothes when he heard a knock at the door, and if it was his subordinate, he would have opened the door first, and he closed the placket button and opened the door.

"Third master, do you have time to chat?"

Josie Yan had just smoked a cigarette, and he spoke with a faint smell of tobacco, and the fatigue of the past few days had a faint shadow under his eyelids.

Cold, intimidating.

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Daily receiving, commenting, and ticketing~

All the previous comments and tips have been sent ha, there are more people, there may be some omissions, if there is a message during the event and you don't get a reward, you can leave a message to tell me.

Anyway, why are you all so excited when it comes to cohabitation?

Someone even asked me when I was driving......

I:......

Girls, be reserved, don't think about what you have and don't have at every turn.

Am I the kind of person who can drive casually? [Cover your face and run away]

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What do you think my cousin is looking for the third master in the middle of the night?

Threaten him, or talk to him?