Gu Nian's ears felt hot, and she put her hands on Fu Yanxiao's chest, trying to push him away, and said, "Don't make trouble! My parents are still waiting in the living room downstairs. Let's change clothes quickly..."
Gu Nian felt that the blood in her body was rushing to her forehead, and her face was so red that she almost bled.
"Just let them wait! If you want to have a grandson so much, what does it matter if you wait a little longer?" Fu Yanxiao said in a nonchalant tone.
Even if I shave every morning, the stubble on my chin is still itchy, especially if it rubs against such sensitive and delicate skin.
Gu Nian twisted her body to hide and gasped: "It's so itchy, stop making trouble..."
Gu Nian froze for a moment, daring not to move, and her heart was beating wildly.
Fu Yanxiao chatted for a while, then buried his face in her chest and groaned, "I just wanted to tease you, but you lit the fire, what do you think I should do?"
Gu Nian hesitated for a while before muttering in a low voice: "Who told you to act nonsense? You deserve it!"
"You have to put out the fire you lit!" Fu Yanxiao raised the corner of his mouth.
"Hey, Fu Yanxiao!" Gu Nian shouted with a frown.
Her voice was soft and waxy, and there was obviously no coquettish expression on her face, but her voice sounded extraordinarily alluring, making people feel pity for her.
"Be good, don't move, let me defeat the fire." Fu Yanxiao said.
Two people were in the bedroom, and three people in the living room downstairs were drinking cup after cup of tea.
