Fu Wenzhou didn't stop the movements of his hands, obviously his broad and tall back looked a little weak and pitiful, he rubbed his hands hard, and his knuckles were rubbed red.

Song Qingyu could only see his slightly trembling shoulders from this angle, she frowned, walked up and grabbed the man's wrist and pulled the person back.

Fu Wenzhou was defenseless, staggered in his footsteps, and quickly stood firm, "Yuzu ......"

His voice was hoarse, vaguely nasal.

Song Qingyu froze, his eyes stopped on his hands with distinct fingerbones, the back of his hand was red, and there were a few fish scales in his palm, which seemed to be clamped into the flesh, which showed how much force he used.

A little unhappiness rose in her eyes, and she raised her hand to pick up the scales in the man's palm little by little, and just as she wanted to take it back, her palm was held backwards.

Fu Wenzhou pursed his lips tightly, and slammed Song Qingyu on the stove behind him, the corners of his eyes were red, and he gasped slightly: "I will solve those reporters, Fu Changlin and Qin You will not appear in front of you again, if you don't want to announce our relationship, don't announce it, it doesn't matter if you don't have a name, I asked too much before, I was wrong......"

The burning breath lingered in Song Qingyu's ears, and he lowered his voice: "Don't leave me, sister." ”

Song Qingyu's breath was suffocated, and her spine stiffened for a moment.

I thought I would be angry and leave him?

Song Qingyu suddenly began to reflect on herself, is she usually excessive? Don't care about him at all?

Otherwise, the puppy has no sense of security at all.

She raised her hand slowly, paused in the air for a moment, and then landed on his back, and the moment her fingertips touched, she clearly felt the skin under her palm stiffen.

"Wenzhou." Song Qingyu shouted softly.

Fu Wenzhou's whole person froze, his dark eyes locked on Song Qingyu's face, his breathing was short, and his voice was hoarse: "Sister, what did you just call me?" ”

Song Qingyu's palm went up along his back spine, grabbed the back of the man's neck, and pressed down, the two lips were already close, and she only used a little force to touch each other.

The lips are close to each other, and the breath is intertwined.

No one could tell who was humming that gasp at the tip of their nose.

When the man couldn't help but want to go further, Song Qingyu's index finger pressed his lips, and his cold voice was mixed with indescribable desire: "Three years ago, I was sorry for you and caused you to be drenched in the rain all night, and this kind of thing will not happen again in the future." ”

Fu Wenzhou was stunned suddenly, his eyes were deep and complicated.

Song Qingyu ran his fingertips over and traced the shape of his lips: "Fu Changlin and Qin You, I will deal with it, you don't have to interfere." ”

Fu Wenzhou raised his dark eyes, and emotions churned under his eyes.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Song Qingyu frowned and said, "Did you hear that?" ”

Fu Wenzhou's Adam's apple rolled up and down: "Well, I heard you, sister." ”

After a while, he forbearably and cautiously tested: "So you won't leave me again in the future." ”

Song Qingyu raised her eyes to look at him, her fingers that had been pressed on her lips were lightly raised, and she patted his face very lightly: "Fu Wenzhou, do I look like that kind of scumbag with a thin heart?" ”

Fu Wenzhou's eyebrows were very heavy, his palm rubbed against her thin waist, and the tip of his tongue pressed against his back molars and said, "Throw it away after sleeping, aren't you." ”

Song Qingyu was stunned for a moment, and then realized that he was talking about what she said after the two of them finished doing it for the first time.

Song Qingyu's eyebrows rose slightly, and he reached out and grabbed Fu Wenzhou's wrist to prevent him from messing around, "Well, I am, then you can go." ”

Fu Wenzhou: "......"

"Don't kill the fish."

"......" The man's deep and sexy voice sounded faintly: "I'm sorry, I said the wrong thing, can my sister forgive me." ”

Song Qingyu propped up her chin, and a shallow smile appeared in her eyes: "Reluctantly." ”

Fu Wenzhou's dark eyes narrowed slightly, leaned in front of her, and bit her earlobe in retaliation.

Song Qingyu was numb, she wanted to retreat, but she couldn't move when he resisted her, she gasped slightly, and endured the sudden uncontrollable tide of love.

In the end, the fish was not eaten, Fu Wenzhou cooked a bowl of noodles as fast as possible, hugged the exhausted person in his arms, and coaxed her to eat in a low voice: "Yuzu is good, open your mouth." ”

Song Qingyu was so tired that she didn't bother to open her eyelids.

I can't figure out how this man could switch between a wolfdog and a milk dog so easily.

Fu Wenzhou saw that she didn't eat it, so he had to continue to coax: "Grapefruit ......"

"Fu Wenzhou." Song Qingyu interrupted him, opened his eyes and said, "Don't do it for so long in the future." ”

Her bones were going to fall apart.

Where can it withstand doing it again and again!

Fu Wenzhou almost fell off a pair of chopsticks in his hand, and looked at her aggrievedly: "I only did it once......" If he didn't care about her body, how could he do it once.

Do you want to be deprived of this opportunity?

Fu Wenzhou thought that he couldn't touch it in the future, and it was not an exaggeration to say that the sky had fallen.

Song Qingyu's eyes lit up and complained and embarrassed: "You did it once, but you did it for nearly three hours at a time!" ”

She was really a little angry, obviously she was in control/s, but he was comfortable and grinded her to death.

Song Qingyu must put an end to his behavior.

Fu Wenzhou pursed his lips, he was a little weak-hearted, and discussed with her in a low voice: "I'll try to be as fast as possible in the future." ”

"......" Song Qingyu's ears were hot, why did Fu Wenzhou's tone sound so like she turned her face and didn't recognize anyone after she was full of food and drink.

She rubbed her eyebrows and decided to jump away from the topic: "Feed me noodles." ”

Fu Wenzhou dared not listen to her orders at this time, and was busy feeding her carefully with dishes and chopsticks.

Song Qingyu had a small appetite, and after eating a few bites, she was full, Fu Wenzhou kissed her lips and took the dishes and chopsticks out to brush.

Afterwards, Fu Wenzhou took Song Qingyu to take a bath again, and after the hot water was washed, Song Qingyu's body eased a lot and was not so tired.

Leaning on Fu Wenzhou's arms, he suddenly thought of something in prison, "Didn't you pull out Fu Tingshen's tongue?" ”

"Picked up again." Fu Wenzhou said casually: "I still prefer to listen to him beg for mercy." ”

Shouting out the despair of no one to save him after breaking his throat, Fu Tingshen should have a good experience.

After speaking, his eyes suddenly narrowed, and his tone was lazy and evil: "Yuyu, you went to Prison No. 12." ”

Not a tone of question.

Song Qingyu's heart jumped, and she said in a flat-sounding voice, "I'm sleepy." ”

Fu Wenzhou snorted coldly, domineering and possessive: "Don't go to see Fu Tingshen." ”

Song Qingyu: "......"

Who wants to see him.

She rolled over, closed her eyes and ignored him.

When he turned around, a strand of black hair passed through Fu Wenzhou's fingers, and the man stared at his hand a little dazedly.

How can his pomelo be so fragrant?

I want to kiss, I want to hug, I want to sleep......

Fu Wenzhou sighed, the road of marrying a wife is a long way to go.