The white kite blushed to the root of her ears, gritted her teeth secretly, and discussed with him in a soft tone: "How can you throw it away?" ”

"Give me a new set."

Seeing that he didn't seem to be joking, remembering that there was just a new set of sheets at home, the white kite nodded.

The house was on the ninth floor, she opened the door with her fingerprints, and when she saw Fu Yinzhou standing at the door and looking down at her phone, she didn't mean to come in at all, so she walked through the living room to the bedroom to rummage through the new sheets.

I didn't find it in the cabinet for a while.

"This is your wedding room?"

I don't know when Fu Yinzhou entered the living room, probably waiting impatiently at the door, and was looking around with interest at the moment.

The white kite didn't talk.

The house is a wedding room prepared by the Shen family, as long as there are eyes, you can see that it is full of couple supplies, from the slippers in the entrance to the pillows on the sofa, to the teacups on the coffee table, all of which are pairs of festive styles.

Everything here was set up by her newbies, and a lot of thought was put into it just for the wedding in two months.

It's a pity that it became a joke after all.

Waving away the blockage in his heart, the corner of the white kite's eyes found that Fu Yinzhou's footsteps had a tendency to approach the bedroom.

When she turned her eyes to look over, she just caught the man's gaze lingering on her waist and hips.

A pair of deep, inky eyes under the lenses, unable to see any expression, he quickly turned to look elsewhere.

The sight just now stayed very short, but it left a heavy temperature, spreading all the way through the limbs.

The white kite was numb when she saw it, and she couldn't help but feel an indescribable sensitivity and panic, and she quickened the speed of rummaging in her hands, and finally found the sheets.

She walked out without a second of delay, and handed him the well-packed sheets as she opened the door: "This is new, unused." It's not early, so let's go. ”

Her attitude towards rushing away was too obvious, and she just wanted him to leave quickly.

Fu Yinzhou's face was calm, his long legs stepped over, and the moment he received the sheets, his arm was suddenly retracted, pulling the person into his arms and then turning around and pressing behind the door.

He was skillful and sophisticated, and soon the white kite's cheeks were burning, and his legs were so weak that he couldn't stand on his feet like drunk: "Fu Yinzhou, are you crazy......"

This is her and Shen Shu's wedding room, how dare he?!!

Fu Yinzhou kissed the side of her sweaty white neck: "Well, so it's exciting to do it here, isn't it?" ”

The white kite understood his vulgar tastes, and understood that he had not come up to get any new sheets.

It is clear that it has been planned for a long time.

After a moment's pause, her brain went blank, and she was pulled into a huge whirlpool of sinking by him.

……

Sweating a lot, it was very uncomfortable to stick to her body, and the white kite struggled to get up from the sofa, wanting to take a shower quickly.

She didn't dare to look at the messy clothes on the floor of the entrance, nor did she dare to look at the big red word "Xi" behind the door, and she didn't even dare to remember how nervous she was when she heard the footsteps next door behind the door just now.

"Where to go, in such a hurry." The man's voice had a hoarse and lazy afterthought.

"Take a shower."

"Just right, I'll help you, wash together." He wanted to pick her up, who was so soft that she was almost boneless.

"No, I can wash it myself." The white kite bit her lower lip, her eyes were slightly red, and her slender shoulders trembled slightly, fragile and coquettish, making people feel the urge to continue to bully.

Fu Yinzhou pressed her back into the sofa: "Since you still have the strength, let's continue." ”

“……”

When the white kite was finally let go, he seriously suspected that he was a male vixen, the kind that specializes in sucking people's yang energy, otherwise how could she even have her last bit of strength drained cleanly.

And Fu Yinzhou finally found out in his conscience after eating enough to take her to the bathroom, but he received a phone call before that.

The voice in the silent space microphone was clear, it was a woman's voice, delicately asking him when he would arrive.