Fu Yansheng's slightly frowned brows began to relax a little, and his right hand was placed directly on Su Man's waist, and he sank into the sofa as if he were lying down. With his left hand, he lifted up the person wrapped around his waist.
Slightly curve your lips.
That would be... disrespectful.
The air seems to be getting hotter and hotter.
"Give it to me, okay."
Fu Yansheng snorted softly, both of them testing the bottom line.
"It's not bad to be my servant, isn't it?" Su Man's silvery laughter continued to devour the senses of the man opposite her.
The two of them were as close as lovers who hadn't seen each other for many days.
Another phone call ended abruptly.
Su Man looked at the man in front of her and suddenly felt a little distressed.
Over time, will this product wither?
The cry on the phone brought Su Man back to her senses, and she could think of who it was with her toes.
It is said that the second female lead in "Long Yi Xing" has a lot of crying scenes.
It can also be considered tailor-made.
Su Man gently held Fu Yansheng's Adam's apple in her mouth. The person beneath her subconsciously hummed, then frowned and pushed Su Man away.
"You said...okay...I'll go back later...take the medicine obediently..."
When could he be so gentle to himself?
Maybe, in the next life...
Su Man arranged her clothes and quickly stepped over Fu Yansheng, but the next second she was caught by someone's leg.
Following Fu Yansheng's gaze, he saw the contraceptive pill in the pocket of his black suit jacket.
Is this person not the reincarnation of Teddy? He carries it with him wherever he goes...
Su Man picked up the birth control pill and walked directly to the toilet.
Flush directly down the toilet.
If we have a child, will the relationship between you and me be different?
Su Man looked at herself in front of the mirror with dull eyes.
Then take a gamble.
By the time Su Man came out of the toilet, Fu Yansheng had already sat down at the dinner table in a human-like manner.
The dining table was empty.
Su Man also walked slowly to the table and sat down, trimming her nails that had just been done two days ago.
The person opposite saw Su Man didn't move, and was obviously dissatisfied. He knocked on the table.
"Hey, didn't your emotions feed Master Fu just now?" Su Man supported her chin with one hand and looked at the dark-faced Fu Yansheng with a smile.
"I'm so sorry. It's too late for me to wait. Master, you'd better find another place in Hualiu Lane~"
Naked ridicule.
Fu Yansheng didn't know how to talk about it, and still had a dark face: "What time is it now? Don't the servants at home have to cook?"
"It seems that my husband has forgotten that our family is no more sharp-minded than yours. We have enough servants and nannies to take care of us. I am a small screenwriter who can change jobs at any time. My own job is almost gone. How can I have money to hire any servants?"
Is it from the cooking aunt?"
"I want to eat." Fu Yansheng got straight to the point.
It's almost 12 o'clock now. Su Man has made an appointment with someone in the afternoon and she hasn't cleaned up yet. What kind of meal should she have?
Judging from Fu Yansheng's tone, eating is fake, but negotiating in the afternoon is real.
"I don't have an aunt who cooks at home, and I don't know the young master's usual appetite. If you don't mind me burning down the kitchen, that's fine, but I still think that young master Fu should go out to eat, so as not to dirty your mouth."
It was obvious that someone was still unmoved by Su Man's expulsion order and had no intention of moving from his seat.
Su Man gradually lost her patience and smashed the jar, leaving a message: "Master Fu, please help yourself." Then she walked directly to the bedroom upstairs. After all, no one could stop her from sleeping on her beauty sleep.
He walked to the bedroom, closed the door, and immediately called Zhou Qian: "Hurry up and ask me to get the big Buddha downstairs out."
Zhou Qian hesitated for a long time but couldn't hear anything, so Su Man immediately hung up the phone.
The person on the other end of the phone, Zhou Qian, was in a coffee shop not far from Su Man's villa, but the only person who appeared in the coffee shop with Zhou Qian was Chen Congxing, a shady person.
When he answered the phone just now, Chen Congxing was beside Zhou Qian and heard clearly. Also a second ago, Chen Congxing had just received a call from Fu Yansheng, asking him to bring him something to eat.
Should I take it now or not?
The two of them started to stare at each other and immediately got into trouble.
The two of them had originally planned to go out for a meal and a date at this time today when they had nothing to do, but they didn't expect that they would come here again.
Chen Congxing looked at the coffee in front of him and said slowly: "What do you mean when you say that this big brother throws a beautiful girl in a ruined temple and hides Lin Daiyu in a golden house?"
"What do you mean by leaving your ancestors' family property and opening a nightclub instead of taking care of it?" Zhou Qian now feels that Chen Congxing has a strong aura of a common man when he opens his mouth. How did she fall in love with him like this?
Good thing? Could it be that he was also influenced by Su Man? His brain was squeezed by the door?
"My goal is to develop and expand the family business. I can't just rest on my laurels!"
Chen Congxing is always arrogant and arrogant.
As expected, men are all good-for-nothing. They are prodigal and trustworthy.
"You should be glad that your family still has enough wealth to keep you busy. There is also Lin Daiyu in the golden house. She is obviously a talkative woman. She relies on some life-saving grace and starts to behave miserably. It seems that she hopes that no one will know her.
It's like the relationship with Fu Shimei. I feel uncomfortable if I don't give birth to a baby every day!" Zhou Qian grabbed the coffee in front of her and drank it down like a drink, her whole face wrinkled into a ball of paper.
Why is my coffee so bitter? This bastard Chen Congxing didn’t put any sugar in my cup! Who invented the terrible coffee like American style!
"You don't understand this, right? Men naturally like cute, well-behaved and sensible people. Look at Ruan Ning'an's pitiful little face, and two more tears of spring. What man can bear it? You
If you had one-tenth of her cultivation, the old man would have asked me to marry you a long time ago, so hurry up and learn from it, tusk tusk." Chen Congxing looked at the little furry rabbit in front of him and shook his head helplessly.
I'm not talented. I've been trained for several years, but I still haven't made any progress. I've been drinking this American style for three years, and I still look like I'm dying. Alas, who made me fall in love with this face?
"Have you read too many story novels recently? Then did you smell a filthy smell on Lin Daiyu? This fox is a fox after all, how can it be compared with the unborn phoenix? Bah! Bad luck!"
Zhou Qian's anger has risen to her throat. It's bad luck to fall in love with such a man!
"Hey, I haven't read many of these stories, but I have dabbled in the Jin Ping Mei. How about I explain it to you tonight?" Chen Congxing said every time he saw smoke coming from the little white rabbit's head.
I couldn't help but want to tease her. This chapter has been completed!