Madam, she's gone wild again

Chapter 200 I'm Not Enough...Did You Lose Interest?

"..."

Fu Yanchao looked at the girl's back silently.

His gaze stayed on the girl's shoulder blades, and then slowly slid down to the cold, white and thin waist.

Unconsciously stroking the sofa under him with his fingertips in circles, licking his dry lips, he restrained his eyes from the girl's back.

"What rumor?"

Sheng Xingyan raised her brows slightly, letting the young man's fiery gaze fall on her, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.

After slowly packing up the medicine box and putting it away, he straightened up and turned to look at the boy.

"Ah... For example, is there any news that your Boss died?"

After the girl's voice fell, the boy's eyes on the sofa instantly turned cold.

Good guy.

It really is this dog woman.

Just fucking outrageous.

Fu Yanchao gave a low tut, stroked his brow bone with his fingertips, looked at the girl quietly for a while, and replied lightly:

"I'm a low-level part-time worker. Only the high-level people know what you said."

"..."

So is he dead? ? ?
Did this wolf king appear out of nowhere? ?

Depend on!
Sheng Xing looked expressionlessly at the wound on the young man's neck, which he had bandaged up, and an inexplicable irritability flashed in his eyes.

Taking a deep breath, she walked over to the boy, bent slightly, raised his chin with her fingertips, and stared at his thin lips with lowered eyes.

"Brother, didn't you ask me last night if I want to raise wolves?"

"..."

Fu Yanchao was silent for a few seconds, put his arms around the girl's waist very naturally, brought her into his arms, and sat on his lap securely.

"Well, what happened?"

Sheng Xingyan withdrew the finger that was holding the boy's chin, put it on the boy's shoulder, blinked his eyes, and smiled innocently.

"He already has a dog, so what about his wolf?"

"..."

Fu Yan subconsciously looked in Xiaobai's direction, but before he saw it, a hand forcibly pinned down his chin.

With a few chuckles in his voice, Fu Yanchao lazily leaned against the back of the sofa.

One arm wrapped around the girl's slender waist, and the other hand rested on her calf, gently pinching it.

"Ow."

"Snapped."

A slap that was neither light nor heavy, like a joke, landed on the boy's ear.

"I want wolves."

"You hit me?"

The hands around the girl's waist suddenly tightened, and Fu Yanchao stared at the girl's eyes, feeling aggrieved, wanting to laugh, and somewhat helpless and angry.

"You hit me again and again?"

Sheng Xingyan looked at the young man with a scumbag attitude, expressionless, but he didn't agree with his fingertips, and rubbed the place he hit just now.

"What?"

"You've changed, dog woman."

Fu Yanchao suppressed a smile between his brows and eyes, pretending to be angry, nestled into the girl's neck and rubbed it again and again, aggrieved.

"You are willing to hit me."

"..."

I've always been quite willing.

Just didn't find a chance to do it.

Sheng Xingyan pinched the back of the boy's neck and pulled his dishonest head out of the socket of his neck.

Fu Yanchao looked shocked, and sniffed in pain.

Tears welled up in the eye sockets, and turned red in the next second.

"Am I ugly?"

"...???"

Sheng Xingyan looked at the young man who looked like he was being bullied, and couldn't tell whether he was acting or not.

Sitting stiffly on the young man's lap at a loss, his red lips parted and opened, and he murmured slightly.

In the end, I didn't say a word.

Fu Yanchao had stayed up all night, and his eyes were bloodshot from tiredness.

At this time, even the eye sockets were slightly reddened, and there was a hint of mist and grievance in the deep and quiet eyes.

"Is it because I can't satisfy you?"

"..."

Brother, we didn't do anything, did we? ? ?

I have reason to suspect that you are making up something to gain sympathy and get me.

But I have no proof.

Sheng Xingyan stretched out his hand, put it on the boy's hand around her waist, and tugged. After hesitating for two seconds, he said calmly and slowly:

"Why don't you go to the living room by yourself, sit and cry slowly, and you can cry together with Fu Gui'er. When I wake up, I think you have cried enough. Isn't this a good suggestion?"

"???"

Take a look, what you said is what a person said? ? ?

Are you a scumbag? ? ?

Fu Yan's chest rose and fell violently, and his hands around the girl's waist were clasped tightly.

After a while, he laughed angrily again.

The tears accumulated in the eye sockets wet the end of the eyes, Ping Ping added a touch of seductive allure to the young man.

Fu Yanchao sniffed, clasped the back of the girl's head with his other hand, and rubbed the tip of his nose against hers.

"It's because I'm not sao enough, so you're not interested in me, huh???"

The boy's voice was a little soft and waxy because of the tears.

Coupled with the minor tune of grievance, it still feels weak and pitiful after being bullied.

Sheng Xing looked at the boy expressionlessly, reached out to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and pinched his cheek while laughing.

"You are quite self-aware."

"Sheng, Xing, Yan!"

Gritting his teeth, the three words seemed to be squeezed out from between the teeth of a teenager.

Fu Yanchao's eyes were mixed with anger, he stared at the girl's eyes for a long time, and suddenly smiled.

As if changing his face, his expression was gentle, and his brows and eyes were full of smiles.

"Baby, brother today, I specially cut my fingernails, and I washed my hands just now."

In the next second, Sheng Xingyan let out a "fuck" and hurriedly got up from the boy.

Fu Yanchao pinched her slender waist with quick eyes and hands, and nimbly picked up the hem of her clothes with his fingertips, and hung them on the waist of her trousers.

"Stop stop! Brother, I was wrong!!"

Sheng Xingyan looked a little flustered, his body froze, and both hands held the boy's hand together.

"Brother, good brother calm down, if I'm not interested in you anymore, do you think I'll let you in my house, right?"

Fu Yanchao raised his eyebrows and said nothing, hooked his knuckles around the waist of the girl's trousers, and picked out the white cloth strip with the size of the trousers.

"so?"

Sheng Xingyan watched the young man calm down a lot, and pursed his lips.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but I always feel that if I make a mistake in my next sentence, he can show it to her madly.

Swallowing her saliva, she searched in her mind the necessary words Jiang Youan sent her before to coax her boyfriend, and read with a fickle expression:
"Brother, you are the most beautiful, brother is the best, brother is the best, brother is not angry, okay?"

Fu Yanchao was busy with the thing he squeezed out of his hand, glanced at the XS size printed on it, and stuffed the thing back into the girl's pants.

Two hands lazily restrained the girl's waist, fingertips caressing her cold white and delicate skin.

The suppressed and restrained desire in the eyes is about to swallow up the remaining reason.

"Where does it look good?"

"..."

"Where's the best?"

"..."

I do not know.

But I dare not say.

(End of this chapter)