fiery fall

"She's my girlfriend."

Nerida outside the car did not speak, the voice came from the direction of the driver's seat.

The woman's face turned pale again, her pupils tightened, and she looked at the indifferent man in the driver's seat in surprise.

Zhou Sihao Qingqing said: "Can you go out? My girlfriend is back."

The woman pursed her lips, unbuckled her seat belt aggrievedly, opened the door and got out of the car.

She hesitated to speak and glanced at Nerida, lowered her head and sobbed softly, and left on high heels.

Nerida raised her eyebrows, bent down and sat in the passenger seat, closing the door.

"This is the first time you admitted that I am your girlfriend in front of outsiders, Sihao Zhou. It has only been less than a month. Have you already fallen in love with me?" Nerida looked at Zhou Sihao with a confident expression. Smile.

Zhou Sihao was quite surprised, his thin lips curled up, "You're not angry?"

"Why should I be angry?"

For a moment, Zhou Sihao was stunned.

Generally speaking, when this happens, as a girlfriend, you shouldn't get angry and express your dissatisfaction, and then get to the bottom of it and ask who the woman was?

Not only did Nerida not ask, but she boldly and confidently challenged him whether he was in love with her.

Zhou Sihao had a little more appreciation for the confident and bright woman in front of him.

He covered his mouth and coughed lightly, then explained casually: "That person's name is Qin Baimo, and he is my first love."

Nerida raised her eyebrows and smiled: "Shao Zhou, are you trying to explain to me?"

"No."

Zhou Sihao replied decisively, starting the car with his slender hands, "Where are you going later, I will take you there..."

Before he finished speaking, the woman in the co-pilot suddenly leaned over.

Zhou Sihao smelled a familiar and beautiful smell, and his lips were softly sealed.

After a moment, Nerida let go of his lips, still holding his neck with her arms, looking at him with a smile on her blue eyes.

Zhou Sihao's Adam's apple rolled up and he said coldly: "What are you doing?"

"Let me taste how hard your mouth is." Nerida lowered her eyes slightly, held up his chin with her two small white hands, and kissed the soft lips again, "Shao Zhou, your lips are very soft. Soft, obviously so soft, why are you so tough?"

Zhou Sihao's Adam's apple rolled again, and his eyes darkened.

Nerida breathed slightly, pursed her lips and asked him the question she would ask him almost every time after being intimate, "Do you love me?"

"Nerida, you know my answer."

"No, I won't know if you don't tell me. I don't like to guess, because there is only one answer in my heart, that is, I won and you are hopelessly in love with me."

Zhou Sihao frowned slightly and saw Qin Baimo standing not far from the parking lot from the corner of his eye. The woman did not leave, but looked at him with an innocent and aggrieved look, begging him to be soft-hearted.

Zhou Sihao withdrew his gaze. Nerida had deep and beautiful features. Over the years, whether it was throwing herself into his arms or playing hard to get, there were always many women who wanted to get close to him.

But Nerida is the most beautiful, or in other words, her eyebrows and appearance are the most in line with his aesthetics at this moment.

A big sexy palm with bulging veins suddenly pressed down on the back of Nerida's neck.

The pressure, which was neither light nor heavy, caused their lips to stick together.

Nerida bit him proudly, with the pride of a winner, "Shao Zhou, you are in love with me."

"I do not have."

Zhou Sihao's kiss became more and more wanton. After the two men's hormones calmed down a little, Zhou Sihao straightened his wrinkled shirt, pulled off his tie, and wanted to throw it into the back seat.

Nerida took it, and the crimson strip tie circle was tied around her white wrist.

Zhou Sihao looked at her puzzled.

Nerida's gentle invitation, "Do you want to tie me up tonight?"

Zhou Sihao's eyes darkened, his gaze lingered on her white wrist for a few seconds, he drove the car without saying a word and slowly drove out of the parking lot.

The black Mayback turned the corner of the parking lot and Qin Baimo had already disappeared.
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Shaohua Mansion.

Shen Ennan woke up from the big bed, it was almost eleven o'clock.

As soon as I opened my eyes and saw the familiar ceiling, I felt inexplicably at peace. The next moment, what happened last night was replayed in her mind like a movie.

When she moved a little, the feeling of soreness in her waist and weak legs was transmitted to her brain, and her cheeks suddenly turned red.

The next second, a warm arm was placed on her lower abdomen and moved upward gently.

Shen Ennan stiffened, turned around and saw Fu Qianbei lying next to him, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, "Hubby, you haven't gotten up yet?"

Fu Qianbei curled his lips and kissed her on the lips, "I woke up after seven o'clock, but I didn't want to go to work today, so I just lay in bed and watched you sleep. I didn't expect you to sleep until eleven o'clock before waking up. Yesterday Are you so tired at night?"

Shen Ennan's face turned hot again, "Aren't you tired?"

"I'm not tired." The smile on Fu Qianbei's lips was full of emotion. The soft bed creaked twice, and someone rolled over from the side and fell on Shen Ennan.

The two of them were covered with quilts. Shen Ennan couldn't stand his teasing eyes and covered his face with his hands.

Fu Qianbei deliberately tickled the sensitive parts of her body. Shen Ennan softened instantly and surrendered in a hoarse voice, "Stop making trouble with me, it's daytime now!"

"What happened during the day?" Fu Qianbei held her little hand and kissed her lips again, "Can't we do it during the day?"

Shen Ennan looked at his handsome and handsome face and pursed her lower lip shyly, "It seems I didn't say no..."

Fu Qianbei smiled secretly: "Are you hungry?"

"It's okay." Shen Ennan didn't feel hungry at the moment. Although she was tired last night, Mr. Fu was doing all the physical work. She broke away from Fu Qianbei's grasp and pinched his cheek, "Are you hungry?" Already?"

"I'm not hungry, I just didn't eat enough last night and want to eat again today."

"Ah... Fu Qianbei——"

After the exclamation, all the sounds were swallowed by someone.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, the two hungrily ordered a takeaway to replenish their energy for the first meal of the day.

After dinner, Shen Ennan sat on the sofa, and Fu Qianbei massaged her to apologize.

The cell phone on the coffee table suddenly rang. It was Zhang Lan's call.

Fu Qianbei, who had long hands, took the phone and handed it to Shen Ennan.

Shen Ennan answered the call and called her mother in a hoarse voice. On the other end of the phone, Zhang Lan's excited voice came over, "Ennan, your father is awake!"

"My dad is awake?!"

This was great news, and Shen Ennan was so excited that her voice broke.

Only then did Zhang Lan notice the strangeness in his daughter's voice and said with concern: "Ennan, what's wrong with your voice? Why is it so hoarse? Do you have a cold?"

Shen Ennan was embarrassed, coughed twice in embarrassment, and said slowly: "Mom, my voice is fine. It's just that I sang for a long time last night. Do you think my dad is recovered now that he's awake?" (End of Chapter)