Fu Rong is finally leaving.

Before leaving, she passed by Jiang Xiaohan and slapped the peanuts in her hand, disgusted: "It's dirty." ”

Jiang Xiaohan would not disobey Fu Rong before, but today she was stimulated and pimped her husband in front of her.

Turning his head, he said to Fu Rong: "I still kissed Fu Rin, Fu Rin is also dirty." ”

"You-"

Fu Rong wanted to beat someone, Jiang Xiaohan stood up with her head in her arms and ran, shrinking behind Fu Rin: "Second brother, my mother beat me." ”

"Rin, she has no one to discipline her, and the atmosphere in the market has been infected with her, how can she look like a girl?"

Fu Rong worked hard, and felt sorry for her son: "I wronged you and was with this kind of woman." ”

Fu Rin didn't talk, and his face was not good-looking.

Wait for Fu Rong to leave.

Jiang Xiaohan felt that the air was very thin, and the cold behind him made people tremble.

"Second brother."

She hung her head and called out obediently.

Fu Rin's cold eyes swept over her: "I think I'm dirty, and you still crawl into my bed?" ”

Jiang Xiaohan was a little afraid of him, no matter whether she was in bed or under the bed, she was stunned.

"It's my first time," Jiang Xiaohan stretched out his hand, boldly and tentatively hooked his little thumb, and whispered softly, "Second brother, you let me." ”

Fu Rin shook her hand away.

Jiang Xiaohan stared at the back of the man who turned to go upstairs, and whispered: "Oil and salt don't enter." ”

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Fu Rin worked at night, added a video conference on the spot, and it was already one o'clock in the morning.

After taking a shower, I just arrived at the bedside and saw a small piece of the usually neat and clean quilt protruding, and the sound of small pieces came out of it.

"."

The cold and heavy voice was so frightened by the small pieces in the nest that the quilt shook.

The quilt covered Jiang Xiaohan tightly, and she carefully pushed out a pack of unopened potato chips, which fell to the ground with a "pop".

"Do you want me to say it again?"

Jiang Xiaohan was aggrieved and continued to push out the snacks around him, one pack, another pack, another pack.

The quilt was forcefully lifted.

"Ahh

Jiang Xiaohan hugged his chest with both hands, and his eyes glared at him: "Second brother is so rude." ”

The bedroom light is dim, the wall reflects Fu Rin's tall figure, the man's jawline is sharp, cold and a little ruthless, Jiang Xiaohan only sees his thin lips, the lip shape is good-looking, and it looks cool and thin.

Fu Rin's cold eyes swept slightly, as if judging the object: "I'm light?" ”

Talking about last night.

Jiang Xiaohan's face was not red and his heart was not beating, and his calves hooked him: "Second brother is less." ”

The slender and fair-skinned long legs are straightened, the knees are red, and the marks of small circles are left behind by kneeling in the living room before, and they have a unique flavor.

Before she mixed in, she deliberately picked a sexy suspender, with round shoulders and a delicate figure, and a red mark, which was cute.

It's a pity that Fu Rin didn't look at it much.

She has been married for more than a month, and last night was the first time the two were intimate, Fu Rin usually goes out early and returns late, and her school time is perfectly staggered, and she can't see each other a few times, saying that she is a new wife, it is better to say that she is a stranger who lives under the same roof.

Fu Rin didn't treat her as his wife: "How much?" ”

Jiang Xiaohan stretched out his hands, held them high, and begged in front of him: "100,000." ”

"You can go out and sell it."

Fu Rin threw her into the hallway, and the door slammed shut.

Not a single point was given.

Jiang Xiaohan was really sad.

She was lying at the door, the door was open a crack, peeking at Fu Rin changing clothes, Fu Rin picked up the potato chips on the ground and raised his hand to smash her face.

"My husband doesn't give me money to spend when he has money, so he keeps it for his little lover to buy a paramela."

Jiang Xiaohan's eyes were smashed, and he closed the door, only daring to raise his middle finger towards the door.