Xia Ling: "Fu Jue, you deceive people too much. ”

Before she could stand up, Fu Jue dragged her wrist again.

Xia Ling wanted to get rid of him.

However, the man suddenly exerted his strength.

The sky was spinning for a while, and when Xia Ling came back to his senses, the man had already easily and forcefully adjusted the position of the two.

This time, it was replaced by his body bullying Xia Ling's body.

"What do you want to do?" Elbows against him, his burning breath in front of him.

Xia Ling turned his face away, avoiding his gaze.

The weight of the man's slender body, he looked at her, the burning in his eyes was like putting Xia Ling on a flame.

Her eyes were deep, staring at Xia Ling's eyes, as if she wanted to look into her heart.

Fu Yu hooked her thin lips.

"Give it to me, and we'll break up."

She looked delicate, wearing a jade-colored silk nightgown, which was pressed by him, and the collar was opened, which was the spring light leaking out.

She doesn't love him......

From her two resistances, Fu Yu clearly knew this.

So, then don't blame him.

"What you said is true?" Xia Ling's eyes moved.

"Really."

He lowered his head and kissed her without hesitation.

Fu Yu drank the wine, his eyes were brighter than usual, and there was a touch of irritability in the dream, which tore through the disguise and revealed the wild side.

He kissed her, reverently and devotedly.

He wanted to catch her, spoiling him with everything she had.

Now it seems like just a joke.

If they are destined to get nothing, let them make memories of tonight for each other.

At least, she will be completely his, tonight.

*

The body stiffened slightly.

Coming back to her senses, Xia Ling looked at the man who was buried in his head, she pursed her lips and hooked his neck.

"I owe it to you." She murmured.

Fu Jue paused, and then, silently.

"Good." He patted her tun and pulled her thighs around his waist.

Xia Ling did it obediently.

Fu Jue got up, after all, he couldn't stand the smell of wine on his body, and carried Xia Ling into the bathroom.

If this is really their last night, then Fu Yu will definitely make Wang Yue unforgettable.

*

In the bathroom, when the two really become one.

Feeling that his body had passed through some kind of obstacle, Fu Yu was stunned.

He never thought that he didn't touch her back then.

And after entering the entertainment industry for many years, he is still clean and self-conscious, and he has never had a relationship with other men.

Fu Yu was much gentler.

In the warm bathtub water, splashes everywhere in the bathroom.

The melodies of men and women are intertwined, and gradually become presumptuous, and it is a beautiful and wild night.

*

Xia Ling's voice was a little hoarse, and he was thirsty.

She said she wanted to drink water, and someone brought a straw to her mouth.

I drank some warm water and fell asleep.

I could feel a man sleeping next to me, and the man's strong arms were holding her, forcibly holding her in his arms.

Holding her, the man's big hands were not restless.

"Don't make a fuss, let me sleep for a while." She furrowed her brow.

In his half-asleep, the man heard his name, and finally let her go with satisfaction, and took her to sleep with him.

When he woke up the next day, Xia Ling's legs were a little numb.

When she opened her eyes, it turned out to be someone's thigh, unknowingly pressed against her leg, and the slender arm was wrapped around her waist.

She was afraid that she was in this position, and she slept with Fu Yu all night, no wonder there was a kind of suffocation like Mount Tai's overwhelming......

Pushing Fu Ting away hard, the man rolled over to the side, showing no signs of waking up.

Xia Ling picked up the phone.