He looked at Luo Nanchu for a while, and the brows between his eyebrows retreated slightly.

Luo Nanchu put her arms around his neck and meekly opened her lips, letting the tip of the man's tongue poke into her mouth.

In the narrow space of the sofa, the whole person is surrounded by the man's arm, and the ambiguous entanglement between the lips and tongue is particularly emotional.

Luo Nanchu raised his face and looked at the eyes of the man in front of him who were shrouded by **, she knew that he needed her as much as she needed him.

Her face turned red unconsciously, and she pressed the man's palm to rub her clothes on her waist, and said in a low voice: "Go to bed......"

The man didn't speak, just let out a deep chuckle, Luo Nanchu's face turned even redder, and he couldn't help but bite his chin and scolded him softly: "What are you laughing at!" ”

Fu Tingyuan didn't speak, just chuckled and picked her up from the sofa.

He didn't take off his clothes, but Luo Nanchu was just a tolerant bathrobe, between the entanglements of the movements, the belt of the bathrobe had been loosened, the delicate skin rubbed against the smooth fabric of the shirt on his body, and his body temperature spread to her without hindrance.

When Fu Tingyuan leaned down and kissed her again, Luo Nanchu's fingers unconsciously tightened the fabric of his sleeve.

It is difficult to describe Fu Tingyuan's attraction to her in words.

Whether it's him as a person, or the sexual bliss he brings her, or rather, it's because of him that the feeling of loving him makes her so happy.

Being in close contact with the person she likes, combining body and mind, is a pleasure that no one or anything can bring her.

His lips lingered, kissing her neck and collarbone, then her soft and undulating chest......

She couldn't help but close her eyes, her fingers inserted into the man's hair, and her body was covered with a layer of pink because she was shrouded in the man's gaze.

Just when the two of them were newlywed and intimate with each other, Luo Nanchu's mobile phone on the bedside table "buzzed".

Fu Tingyuan paused, didn't care, and lowered his head to lick her chest.

Luo Nanchu blushed and couldn't help but push him, "Wait, wait a minute, I'll answer the phone!" ”

The man's slender body pressed her, firmly pressing her down on the bed and refusing to let go, he glanced at her, reached out and grabbed Luo Nanchu's hand and pressed it on his crotch, and said very dissatisfiedly: "Do you think that my current state can let you come back after answering the phone?" ”

The tips of Luo Nanchu's ears were red, and he pulled his hand back from Fu Tingyuan's palm and scolded him in a low voice: "Hooligans! ”

The man raised his eyebrows noncommittally, "Otherwise, you take yours, and I'll do mine." ”

Luo Nanchu imagined it for a while, and couldn't stand him a little: "Fu Tingyuan, can you be serious?" ”

The man looked at her flushed face, hooked his lips and smiled with satisfaction, bowed his head and kissed it again, and continued his unfinished action just now.

The phone on the bedside table stopped for a moment, and then rang again.

Luo Nanchu really couldn't sit still this time, so he struggled out of the man's arms and reached out for his mobile phone.

She glanced down at the caller ID and hurriedly stopped Fu Tingyuan's movements: "It was my father's driver who called." ”

Fu Tingyuan paused for a moment, and scolded in a low voice: "Damn." But he also stopped, and did not move again.