The early morning sun pierces the mist.

The man's broad body was against the woman's slender waist, and Fu Wenzhou held the person in his arms, treating her as a treasure, and pityingly dropped a kiss on her long eyelashes.

Song Qingyu was lying in his arms, her long seaweed-like hair was scattered on his chest, and his back was as tender and delicate as white jade.

The tide of love has not faded on her, and even the delicate butterfly valley is charming and charming.

Fu Wenzhou leaned over and kissed her on the back, and the person in his arms moved uneasily, and he let go as if he couldn't kiss enough.

His pomelo finally belongs to him completely.

Fu Wenzhou was never satisfied in his heart, and took a picture of the woman's beautiful back with his private mobile phone, and when he had enough appreciation, he set it up as the screensaver of the mobile phone with satisfaction.

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When Song Qingyu woke up, it was bright outside, and the indulgence last night almost cost him half his life.

She held her eyelids, too tired to get up.

Fu Wenzhou came in with breakfast, and when he saw that she hadn't gotten up yet, he hugged someone and started kissing from behind, and she was about to die when she kissed her.

"Don't ...... Don't kiss it. Song Qingyu was hoarse, panting unevenly.

The windows are open in the house to ventilate, and the weather is good after heavy snowfall, and it is not cold when there is sunshine. But Song Qingyu was very afraid of the cold, and added a thick coat to the sweater before she would get out of bed.

The tossing was too strong in the night, her steps were vain, and she almost fell to the ground, Fu Wenzhou caught her from behind and whispered: "I had no experience last night, and I won't let you hurt in the future." ”

Song Qingyu endured and endured it, so he didn't give him a blank look.

Is it a painful problem? This is intemperance!

If she hadn't gotten better these days, she would have doubted that she would have been killed in bed by him.

Speaking of this, Fu Wenzhou is also quite aggrieved, he only has Song Qingyu in his heart, other women are too lazy to look at it, he has been guarding himself like jade for twenty-one years, and once he opened meat like a vegetarian beast, he suddenly saw the minced meat, but he forgot to restrain it.

When he woke up in the morning and saw the traces on Yuzu's body, he was distressed and scolded himself, but this distress was mixed with a bit of faint excitement and satisfaction.

Song Qingyu sat there for breakfast after washing, Fu Wenzhou stared at her with the same eyes as his wife the whole time, watching her drink porridge in small sips, and then picking up a strand of broken hair that fell down, and the throat itched terribly.

Why did you recruit him like that?

Song Qingyu wiped her lips and raised her eyes to look at him: "You haven't forgotten what I said yesterday." ”

Fu Wenzhou raised his eyebrows, leaned closer and said in a dumb voice: "Yuzu said so many things last night, which sentence does it refer to?" ”

Song Qingyu's ears turned red, she didn't expect this person to be so ridiculous in broad daylight.

She inhaled lightly, trying to look calm: "All I can give you is today." ”

The evil smile on Fu Wenzhou's face was closed, and he suddenly had an ominous premonition.

Song Qingyu looked at him quietly: "'Today' has passed, Fu Wenzhou." ”

This sentence is like a sharp blade stabbing at a fierce beast, extremely sharp, straight to the point. The tenderness and sweetness in Fu Wenzhou's eyes dissipated little by little, and his teeth were eager to crush: "What did you say?" ”

Song Qingyu looked at him strangely, with puzzlement in his eyes: "Everyone is an adult, and when the atmosphere is up, they will naturally fall asleep, this does not mean anything, just have a pleasant process." After sleeping, don't involve each other too much, isn't this the consensus we reached yesterday? ”

God Consensus!

Fu Wenzhou was about to be mad.

Where did he pay attention to what she said yesterday when his brain was dizzy, if he knew that she had the idea, he would have suffocated to death and would not have touched her last night!

Song Qingyu saw that his face was not good, and thought that what he said was too straightforward, so he was relieved: "You are the first time, and I am also the first time, everyone will not suffer." ”

In Song Qingyu's cognition, Fu Wenzhou agreed with what he said yesterday and agreed to sleep with him.

So she rightly thought it was time for her to go her separate ways after she had gone to bed—at least not like she was now, and he was still in his own home.

"I'm losing a lot!" Fu Wenzhou's eyes were red, he pinched Song Qingyu's chin, and controlled his strength: "Kiss and kiss, hug and hug, sleep and sleep, you say go over?" Fuck today and tomorrow, I'm going to be with you all my life! ”

Song Qingyu was stunned, for a lifetime?

But she didn't have a lifetime.

She shook her head, wanting to break Fu Wenzhou's hand, but she was afraid that he would continue to go crazy, so she endured it: "I think you need to be calm and calm." ”

Fu Wenzhou was really angry, and he breathed heavily on Song Qingyu's face: "I'll calm down!" ”

"And what do you want?" Song Qingyu tried to be as rational as possible.

Fu Wenzhou stared at her for a long time and let go of his hand: "You are responsible for me." ”

Song Qingyu was shocked: "Why should I be responsible for what you want me to do?" ”

He's a scoundrel, right?

I kissed her everywhere all day without her consent, and last night I said no, this person worked tirelessly on her as much as she couldn't hear, making her legs weak and her waist sore today.

Now he is still responsible for him, and the scoundrels are not like him.

Song Qingyu became angry: "What do you want to do?" What exactly do you want? I only have a few years left in my life, do you want me to talk to you every day? Then let me tell you, I don't need love, my goal in life is to take back the Song group and avenge my mother and grandfather. As for you, you've never been in my life plan! ”

Fu Wenzhou froze in place like a sculpture, his expression changed, extremely ugly, his eyes seemed to contain a thick paranoia and sadness, he couldn't tell whether it was pain or anger, he was silent for a long time, and finally stood up slowly, away from her.

Then he turned around and cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks on the table, if it weren't for those dark eyes suppressing emotions, he wouldn't have seen that he had a fight with Song Qingyu just now.

Song Qingyu was lying on the rattan chair upset, Fu Wenzhou was paranoid by nature, and he was more crazy than anyone else.

If he agrees to be with him, what will he do if she dies one day?

Do you want to die with yourself?

Song Qingyu closed her eyelids lightly, and for the first time, she hated her sick and weak body very much.

Song Qingyu tiredly covered her eyes with the back of her hand.

It's that she's too greedy.

Reluctantly, but still wanting, conniving at him again and again to get close and indifferently pushing him away when he was sober.

This is not fair to Fu Wenzhou.

Forget it, Song Qingyu thought, anyway, he now knows that he won't live for a few years, and those ruthless words just now probably hurt his heart, and he should be angry and leave.

The door slammed shut, creaking.

Song Qingyu's body stiffened, and she didn't move for a long time.

A wry smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, his eyes were hollow, and he whispered: "Let's go, don't come if you leave." ”

She was too bad to deserve his love.