"Milk should be drunk immediately, it's not good for the stomach to drink it when it's cold, and when the stomach hurts, not only will you not be able to sleep, but I will also feel distressed." Shen Shu was talking nonsense, in fact, he just wanted to be alone with the white kite for a while.

The white kite stood in place, and as far as the eye could see, there was a red lip print on his collar.

The lip print was inconspicuous, and was very cleverly hidden in the collar on the side, and it was not visible from the front side, but when he leaned down to put the milk, the lip print appeared clearly in front of him.

Caught off guard, it pricked people's eyes and hurt.

This lip print is so familiar that you don't need to think about it, Cui Youke's mouth is painted with this rotten tomato color in the afternoon.

At this moment, the knife that had always been there in her back was a little deeper.

It seems that she guessed correctly, and when he disappeared when he was playing cards, he was messing around with Cui Youke.

Why Choi Yo-ko?

Anyone can do it, why does he have to get involved with Cui Youke?

She was tempted to question him.

Reason and pride would not allow her to do so.

Shen Shu didn't know that he had revealed his stuffing, and the topic turned to the wedding preparations of the two of them excitedly.

The white kite tugged at her unconscious lips: "I don't want to talk about this now." ”

"Iris, you don't look very good, go to bed early, I'll go back first."

Shen Shu was looking forward to the wedding of the two of them, thinking that she was tired from work recently, so he stuffed the milk into her hand and told her to drink it before pulling the door out.

The white kite stood expressionless for a long time, slowly pouring the milk into the potted plant.

The knock on the door rang again.

Thinking that it was Shen Shu again, the white kite opened the door with a hint of coldness on his face.

Fu Yinzhou's figure was tall and straight, standing lazily in the dim light and shadow: "I'll get my sheets." ”

The white kite's head was stunned for a few seconds before he realized what he was talking about.

At this time, if she denied it, it seemed that she wanted to cover it up, not to mention that the blood-stained sheets she had not had time to throw away, they were under her bed.

"Go to the butler, he has plenty of clean sheets." The white kite was really in no mood to deal with the man in front of him, and just wanted to send the person away and prepare to close the door.

Fu Yinzhou raised his eyebrows, pressed the door panel with his big hand, and asked in a deep voice: "Are you sure I want to go to the housekeeper?" ”

The white kite's heart tightened.

Also, looking for a butler for a missing sheet will only lead to suspicion.

There is a sense of oppression approaching from top to bottom, the white kite raises its head to meet the man's bowed body, and the strong chest under the shirt rises and falls, like a male lion hunting on the grassland, and every move exudes strong hormones.

"Either let me in, or I'll go to the housekeeper."

He stopped in the air, didn't get closer, and the undercurrent of eyes fell on the skin of her snow-white neck, forming a suffocating low pressure.

Instinctively, she took two steps back, the door wide open, and he squeezed in almost instantly.

The white kite walked in the direction of the bed and told him coldly: "You can squeeze here, the sofa will sleep ...... you"

Before he finished his words when he pulled the quilt open, his thin waist was suddenly surrounded from behind, and he staggered into the man's burning arms.

The heat and numbness spread from her waist, and she felt strangely stripped of her strength in his arms, and burned at an unimaginable rate.

It's as if her dry firewood has finally met the long-awaited fire.

Out of control.

……

Fu Yinzhou is wiping the sheets.

The white kite's cheeks were red, her eyes were full of moisture, it was difficult to describe what mood she was in at this time, and it was impossible to ignore that the feeling of heat and dryness on her body all night had disappeared, and now the whole person was so relieved.

In the past, when she was with Shen Shu, no matter how he created a romantic or fiery atmosphere, she could always retreat in a calm manner.

But it didn't work for Fu Yinzhou.

He seems to have played a trick on her, and he can always easily provoke her.