"In my bed, thinking about other men? Well? He spoke in a dangerous tone.

It seems that any man cares a lot about what the woman under him thinks.

"What Mr. Fu said is not right. Nan Chu was thinking about women. "I'm wondering if you're sleeping with other women.

Fu Tingyuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he pinched her waist with great strength.

Luo Nanchu sneered, stretched out his hand to hook his neck, and took the initiative to kiss him: "...... Just kidding. ”

Fu Tingyuan snorted coldly, hard, Luo Nanchu snorted, the tip of his eyebrows frowned because of pain, and he turned his head unbearably and gently inhaled the cold air.

It hurts, it still hurts.

When she slept with him, she couldn't tell whether she was distressed or her body hurt more.

The man seemed to be very dissatisfied with her daze just now, punitively moving, Nan Chu could bear it at first, and soon began to cry and scream and start grabbing him and biting him, Fu Tingyuan grabbed her wrists and pressed them on top of her head, and her movements were very gentle.

Luo Nanchu was made to faint and wake up by him, and he couldn't survive and die.

"Beasts...... Beast ......"

She broke down and cried, and was kissed by him again, and the cry was swallowed by the man.

*

This love-love scene lasted until midnight.

Fu Tingyuan carried her to the bathroom to clean, and she also pumped and hooked up, like a cat who had been wronged.

Fu Tingyuan cleaned the stains on her body, called someone in to change the clean sheets, and then put the person on the bed.

As soon as Luo Nan fell into bed, he slept on the edge of the bed, as if trying to stay away from him.

Fu Tingyuan ignored her.

He went to bed, turned off the lights, and went to sleep.

In the early hours of the morning, Fu Tingyuan felt a little vibration around him.

When he opened his eyes, he saw Luo Nanchu gently sit up from the bed, then lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

She ran barefoot to the dresser and took something out, then poured a glass of water and swallowed it.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and through the dimly lit bedside lamp, he saw the name of the bottle of medicine she had placed on the dresser.

Minting.

It's a birth control pill.

After she finished taking the medicine, she carefully put the box back down, and then turned and came back.

Fu Tingyuan closed his eyes.

Luo Nanchu returned to the bed, lifted the quilt, and got in.

He reached out and put his hand around her waist, wrapped his arms around her, and hugged her tightly.

After a while, he opened his eyes.

Luo Nanchu had already fallen asleep, his eyebrows were quiet, and he slept soundly.

His gaze fell on her lips, remembering the action she had just taken the pill.

He didn't wear a condom, and she didn't feel at ease.

So I slept until midnight and took the pill.

Fu Tingyuan's eyes were as secretive as deep.