However, the man willfully hugged her with all his might, and if Xia Ling didn't exert his strength, he would definitely not be able to push him away.

Secretary Li was very calm.

"President, I'll pick you up tomorrow."

He was very considerate and helped Fu Ying and Wang Yue close the door.

In the privacy of your own home when no one is looking.

Raising his face, Fu Yue looked at Wang Yue again.

Her delicate face and a pair of crimson lips were like petals picked by someone else.

Without hesitation, he grabbed those lips.

With a hot body temperature, he held the woman's slender body in his arms, and Fu Yu muttered.

"What should I do with you?"

His hot hand ignited a fire on Xia Ling's body, he was enthusiastic and wild, such a strong offensive was not something Xia Ling could parry.

Dragged by his alcohol and hormones, the whole person was kissed in a trance, Xia Ling suddenly came back to her senses, she was pressed on the sofa by Fu Yu, her body was exposed to the air, and it was slightly cool.

Her nightdress tussles at the neck while the man ......

kissed her, pinched her body, and was iron-hearted, he wanted to beat this breakup with her to the ground.

And Xia Ling Qingming came over.

"You're drunk, pour you a glass of water."

She pushed Fu Ying away with all her might.

Straighten out her dress and let Fu Yu lie on the sofa.

She poured him some water and let him drink some, and then simply went to the kitchen to avoid it and make him sobering soup.

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The sofa in the apartment was a bit small.

Fu Yu is more than 1.8 meters tall, lying there, really pitiful, as if he can't stretch his hands and feet.

Listening to the movement in the kitchen, Fu Di's body was hot and emotional, and now he was still tense under him.

People who are really drunk will not react, only people who pretend to be crazy through alcohol can know so clearly what they want.

Fu Wei wasn't drunk, but he would rather he was drunk.

Everything in front of him was hazy, his eyelids drooped slightly, and Fu Yu lifted his eyelids as the woman's footsteps approached.

Her hair was loosely tied in a ponytail at the back of her head, and Xia Ling was wearing silk jade pajamas.

She brought the sobering soup over, and her fair and tender complexion made her whole person delicate.

However, Fu Jue knew more clearly.

Wang Yue not only looks delicate, but in her arms it is more like a puddle of water, up and down her body, there is no place that is not soft.

"Feed me." Fu Yu said shamelessly.

The decanting soup smelled of milk and ginger, and Fu Wei propped herself up slightly, half-leaning back on the sofa.

His tall body curled up aggrievedly on the couch.

The dark eyes stared at Charlene, and she looked ignorant.

Smelling the smell of alcohol on his body, I knew that he had really drunk a lot after that.

Xia Ling endured it, sat on the sofa, she picked up the spoon, and fed Fu Yu the decanting soup spoonful by spoonful.

Although he pretended to be drunk, Fu Yu was not so excessive.

Obedient, let her help him feed the decanting soup.

Looking at her delicate face, his big hand naturally wrapped Xia Ling's hand.

"Yueyue, I want to take a bath."

Xia Ling: "...... If you don't wash, you're sleepy and want to sleep now. ”

Fu Wei shook his head: "I'm not sleepy, I want to take a bath." ”

Xia Ling's face instantly darkened.

Such a big president, such a big and domineering president, such a calm person, even said it in a shower shamelessly.

"Yueyue, if you don't let me take a bath, I won't kiss you, and I'll fall on you."

He jerked and pulled Xia Ling into his arms.

The empty bowl fell on the sofa, and Xia Ling lay in Fu Yu's arms, wrapped around his waist by his strong arms.

Women are on top of men and men are in ambiguous postures.