Flash Marriage Love: Fu Shao's sultry can't stand it

Living in a villa in the busiest part of the city center, without anyone's disturbance, I thought it was a marriage without feelings, but this figure in the kitchen with his head bowed and washing the dishes, didn't seem so difficult to get in touch with, thinking about Tang Wei Wei's cheeks were a little flushed, and she stared blankly at Fu Sichen, everything seemed to be still, looking quiet and beautiful, pure and simple.

"Snapped!"

A crisp sound broke the tranquility and pulled Tang Weiwei, who was in a daze just now, from her reverie. The two of them looked at each other through a glass window. On the ground, there is no place to set foot.

"It's okay, I'm fine by myself, just stay there and don't move." Fu Sichen said lightly, not caring about the broken bowl at all, and turned his head back to work hard.

After all, she is the eldest young master whose ten fingers do not touch the spring water, Tang Weiwei is still worried. Originally, she did not expect Fu Sichen to be able to do the dishwashing job. Let her lie on the side to rest, but she always does not let her feel at ease. Get up to check.

"Be careful." Tang Weiwei, who was just about to come in, was stopped by Fu Sichen who was picking up ceramic shards at his feet.

Tang Weiwei was also stunned. For a while, he didn't know whether to move or not. He could only wait for Fu Sichen to pick it up in front of him before moving. The slanting sun casts a perfect halo, and the etherealness in the ear floats in everything now.

Although Tang Weiwei, who was restrained by the drink, felt a little wronged, but she was a little happy when she saw that such a cute man in front of her was her husband.

"Okay." Fu Sichen raised his head and was about to throw all the debris at hand to the garbage dump, but was cut by a debris that popped out accidentally. The wound was not deep, but it left Next a little blood spot.

"Are you okay?" Tang Weiwei was the first to react and grabbed Fu Sichen's hand.

Holding Fu Sichen's hand, he blew heavily to blow off the debris on the side, and then carefully inspected the wound.

Fu Sichen supported her anxious little face with the other hand, and a pair of black eyes watched the little eyes blowing earnestly, "It was just an accidental cut, so there is no need to make a fuss."

Tang Weiwei didn't seem to notice that she was being watched, and said with a frown, "How can I do it? How many bacteria are there in a glass slag? If the wound is not treated, it is likely to be infected. Look at those people who have tetanus. Because I ignored the wound and didn't disinfect it in time, wait a minute, I'll get you iodine."

Tang Weiwei, who was just about to raise her head, was moved by the momentary caress, their gazes collided, they looked at themselves in each other's eyes, unable to extricate themselves, Tang Weiwei blushed, and wanted to break free, but deep inside her heart popped up. The idea of ​​letting nature take its course is really terrible!
Fu Sichen, who was physically suppressed again, was tightly imprisoned.

Fu Sichen held Tang Weiwei in his arms with his strong hands. While breathing, the two slowly approached each other. As they approached, their breathing became tense. Tang Weiwei had already forgotten to refuse at this moment, and closed his eyes by accident. , approaching Fu Sichen.

The lips were blending, at first they only touched lightly, Tang Weiwei's heart felt like being hit hard by something, slowly deepened, and he was already familiar with the road, the two tongues were lingering, the active one was Fu Sichen, manipulating At this moment of flirting, and Tang Weiwei put her hands on his waist unknowingly, she no longer resisted, and was even willing to take the initiative.

Fu Sichen pushed Tang Weiwei down on the kitchen counter, kissed, and the two hugged each other for a long time before Tang Weiwei spoke out, out of breath, and gasped heavily after speaking.

It took a while for Tang Weiwei to recover from it, her face was not red when she kissed, but now her face was flushed, she bowed her head shyly, not daring to look at Fu Sichen, and fled the kitchen in a hurry.Seeing her cute appearance, Fu Sichen chuckled, then turned around to tidy up the kitchen.

After packing up, Fu Sichen brought the red wine, and the two of them sat on the sofa together, listening to the sound of the TV, drinking the red wine in their hands, and leaning on the sofa.

After a series of passionate scenes just now, the atmosphere between the two seems a little awkward, as if they are still immersed in the red flowers and willows just now.

It was Fu Sichen who spoke first.

"Drink less wine."

"Understood, just have a drink." Tang Weiwei did not dare to look directly at him, and sipped anxiously.

"You, you just now..." Speaking of just now, Tang Weiwei was a little stunned, like a fig leaf, but immediately changed the subject. "I took the initiative to ask Ying to wash the dishes, and even hurt myself, so I won't let you do it next time."

"What about you?" Fu Sichen raised Tang Weiwei's wrist, and frowned as he looked at the bloodstain that was bestowed by Li Ting.

At this moment, the two are like children who are angry with each other, trying to find out the other's faults, and neither will give in to the other.

Accompanied by the sound of the TV, Tang Weiwei felt drowsy, and fell asleep involuntarily. Just when Tang Weiwei's head was about to hang down, Fu Sichen made a timely move, and tiptoedly let her lean on his shoulder. superior.

"Good night."

Whispering in her ear, Tang Weiwei's hair was rolled behind her ears, revealing her in a sound sleep, the alcohol was already taking effect, and with the teasing just now, there was no trace of blush on her face. Undiminished, even worse than before.

Fu Sichen carefully carried her sleeping soundly back to the bedroom. The woman in front of him always exuded a kind of charm, possessing a fascinating magic power.

He couldn't help pulling Tang Weiwei into his arms, looking at the sleeping person in front of him, every bit of her body was beautiful, and at this moment, Tang Weiwei in her sleep didn't refuse, and the two embraced each other. Sleep, a good night's dream.

The first drop of dew came in the morning, and the sky outside the window had just turned pale. The two hugged each other tightly, and because of this, Tang Wei Wei felt a little stuffy.

I went to bed early last night, and slept very comfortably all night, the bed was warm, and beside me was...

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a piece of honey-colored skin in front of him. Fu Sichen was still not awake, and Tang, who was about to get up, was slightly stunned, but his heart throbbed slightly. He gently lifted the long arm around his waist, despite his movements Fu Sichen, who was in a light sleep, had woken up.

"Huh?" Fu Sichen's eyes were sleepy, his hoarse voice was sexy, and Tang Weiwei's heart trembled with just one syllable.

"I...why did I change my clothes? You...did it...last night..." Tang Weiwei hinted, indeed a little surprised, but still pretended not to care.

"No." Fu Sichen said lightly, but the corners of his lips curled into an imperceptible arc.