He approached, his left hand had already landed on her waist, rubbing it as if it were invisible through her clothes.

Chen Chu's waist was itchy directly, and he subconsciously wanted to avoid his hands, but others were behind her and she could not avoid it.

"Um?"

Seeing that she didn't say anything, Fu Yan's hand tightened a little and pressed it against her waist. Chen Chu's heart beat faster and faster.

She reached out and tried to push his hand away: "Stop messing around."

"Tsk, I just want to give my baby a massage."

He said, and with the hand that was pressing against her waist, he picked her up directly.

Chen Chu was shocked by his actions and subconsciously screamed: "Fu Yan!"

She was afraid of touching his injured right hand, so she could only hold his neck tightly.

Fu Yan hugged her out of the study, and returned to the master bedroom in just a few steps.

He put her on the bed, Chen Chu fell on the bed, and as soon as he supported her hands on the bed, Fu Yan leaned over and said, "Tomorrow Saturday, baby."

Chen Chu looked up and met his gaze. The peach blossom eyes were dark and like a bottomless vortex. She just met her and was completely absorbed in.

"so what?"

The two of them got closer, and the breath of his breath hit her face, and Chen Chu's face became hotter.

"You can sleep in."

He said, lowering his head and kissing her, meaning self-evident.

Chen Chu looked at the arm on his hand, and the meaning was self-evident: "Isn't that good?"

Realizing her gaze, Fu Yan also glanced at his right hand. He tskated lightly, lowered his head and bit Shen Chu's lips: "Okay, baby, you'll know if you try it."

After he finished speaking, he lowered his head and directly took her lips.

Because only one hand could move, most of Fu Yan pressed on her body. Chen Chu did not dare to move around, and he pressed her whole body, but it was really the meat on the chopping board, and she could be slaughtered.

The two of them did not have a love relationship for a while. Fu Yan had been holding it in so long and finally waited until Aunt Chen Chu left. It was obviously a must tonight.

Chen Chuyi was still worried about his hand at first, but gradually, she no longer had the intention to think about what to do with Fu Yan's injured hand.

The two of them were mixed together, and Chen Chu couldn't even tell whether it was Fu Yan's or his own.

......

Fu Yan, who was beside him, kissed her on the face and lay on her side. Neither of them spoke.

After a moment of ease, he got up, then stretched out his hand and hugged her waist: "Baby, hug me tightly."

When Chen Chu heard what he said, he subconsciously hooked his neck.

She was carried into the bathroom by him, and the person woke up, "Don't wet your hands."

Only then did Fu Yan remember his fractured right hand. He was pushed by Chen Chu and took several steps back.

Fu Yan stood aside and looked at Chen Chu under the shower, feeling a little regretful.

It would be fine if his hand was not injured.

When Chen Chu saw that he was still standing aside, he was embarrassed and a little angry: "Why are you still standing here and not going out?"

Are you crazy? Are you wet with your hands? Are you just having fun?
Chapter completed!