Fu Shao, your wife is a little arrogant

Chapter 339 So cute

Although the woman's words were unemotional, the voice overflowing from her voice was especially gentle.

It immediately hit the man's heart and made him even more happy.

"I have you, don't be afraid."

Fu Sishen took Shi Xian's hand and held it to his lips-kissed, but one was not enough, and immediately, he added two or three more...

It wasn't until the woman's face became hot that he sat up abruptly and raised his hand to tear off the mask covering her small face, but before his hand touched it, she turned her head away first.

Shi Xian was afraid that Fu Sishen would see the slap marks on her face, so she whispered, "Don't make trouble..."

The man was drunk a lot, and the next second, he said very bluntly, "Let me kiss-kiss you."

When he approached, Shi Xian hurriedly raised her hand against his chest to keep him from approaching, her thick and curly eyelashes blinked slightly because of nervousness, and she refused in a small voice: "There is someone in Fu Sishen, don't be like this... "

Fu Sishen ignored her, leaned forward and kissed her forehead resolutely, then looked at her with a low smile: "It's so cute."

Shi Xian's cheeks were hot, but he was also wise enough not to be as knowledgeable as a drunk man.

When the two returned to the apartment building, Shi Xian took the suitcase from Fu Sishen's hand, then looked up at him, as if he had something to say.

Her water-colored eyes were very clear, and after a while, she persuaded in a shallow voice: "You are tired from socializing today, why don't you..." Go back to your home.

But before she finished that, the man had already taken the suitcase in his hand, and the next second, he even took the other hand and led him towards the elevator door.

"Fu Sishen..."

"Baby, if you don't accompany me like this, it's not cute."

The man turned his head and looked at her with his fiery eyes. Yes, that firmness cannot be changed by a woman in a few words.

Shi Xian knew that Fu Sishen was determined to stay with her, so he turned his head and looked away and sighed softly: "I'm not cute in the first place."

It's Liao.

She wasn't the cute type in the first place.

"Then no matter how I look at it, I find it pleasing to the eye. No matter how I look at it, I love it so much." Fu Sishen walked into the elevator with his arms around Shi Xian's slender waist, and the last half sentence was "kiss" whispered in her ear Yes, as if trying to make her happy.

The atmosphere was immediately tainted by Lu Ren, especially ambiguous.

Shi Xianbie muttered softly at the beginning: "I really drank too much, I can talk about everything."

Fu Sishen heard it, but he didn't refute her words until he got out of the elevator and entered the door of the apartment.

Shi Xian was caught off guard by Fu Sishen, who grabbed his head, kissed and hugged her.

Kiss, passionate and long.

Shi Xian was stunned by his wen, and even his brain seemed to lack oxygen, and he began to stop thinking.

She said "huh" a few times, but Fu Sishen didn't let go of his hand immediately, but calmed her nervousness with a gentle tone.

"Remember to change it next time."

Shi Xian tried her best to adapt to the darkness of this room. She was afraid of the dark and tightly grabbed the clothes around Fu Sishen's waist with her thin fingers.

At this moment, she was relying on him, relying on him without any thought.

In the dark, she couldn't see his face clearly, but could only see some vague outlines. The anxiety and discomfort in her heart prevented her from concentrating on this warmth.

Fu Sishen didn't turn on the light immediately. At this moment, it was very quiet, and he could only hear the other person's shallow breathing and heartbeat, but he unexpectedly liked being so dependent on her.

After an unknown amount of time, Fu Sishen finally reached out to turn on the light, but the moment he turned his head back, his eyes darkened instantly, and there were signs of anger.

My heart throbbed hard.

His mood at that moment was extremely complicated.

Both distressed, but also self-blame.

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(End of this chapter)