Hidden marriage wife, wild turn

Chapter 252 Baby is really obedient

When Song Rao was picked up by him, her hands habitually climbed onto his shoulders. Now she was kneeling on both sides of his legs, while Fu Sicheng was sitting, she was a little taller than him.

Song Rao, who had no strength at all, sat obediently on Fu Sicheng's lap, and looked at him inexplicably: "Si Cheng?"

"Sit further forward." Fu Sicheng said.

Song Rao looked fearfully at the place three inches below Fu Sicheng's belly, but sat forward silently.

"Don't move around." Fu Sicheng said, lifting her thick long hair from behind her ears with both hands, and combing it carefully.

Fu Sicheng is a big man, so he naturally doesn't know how to do delicate work like tying his hair, but his long fingers are very flexible, which really allowed him to tie a pretty high ponytail. It's surprising that he didn't comb his hair completely The ground gives birth to a bit of messy beauty.

It made Song Rao look even more charming.

"That's right now."

Fu Sicheng looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction.

Ten years ago, Song Rao wore school uniforms and short skirts. Some of them had the youthful vigor and vigor and beauty of a little girl, but some of the same clothes were worn by Song Rao now, and some were full of temptations, bold temptations, and deadly temptations. .

"Do you like the way I tie my hair?" Song Rao asked.

"I like whatever you look like." He caressed Song Rao's delicate and white legs with his big hands, and walked all the way up, sinking into the hem of the skirt.

When his fingertips touched the negligibly thin mesh, Fu Sicheng smiled slyly.

"Baby is so obedient, put them all on."

Song Rao was so ashamed, but she didn't want Fu Sicheng to be cheap, so she said, "I saw it just now."

His big hand suddenly moved to the front, and the hand covered by the skirt did not know what to do, Song Rao suddenly trembled.

...

In a half-drowsy state, Fu Sicheng tore off the triangle scarf-style bow tie around her neck, and tied her wrists.

Tonight, Fu Sicheng's various actions were beyond Song Rao's temporary acceptance range, which made Song Rao a little scared. Suddenly his wrists were tied, and Song Rao was even more afraid.

"Si...Cheng...Xie...Open...Isn't it good?"

"Not good. Don't be afraid, just tie it up for a while."

"Si...cheng..."

"Honey, why are your feet so sensitive?"

Fu Sicheng only knew that her feet were beautiful, but he never imagined that her feet would be so sensitive, it was even more charming.

"have no idea…"

"I really don't know?" Fu Sicheng said after a moment of regret, "Then let's study it tonight."

When Song Rao woke up the next day, she opened her eyes and saw the man's strong chest, and there were traces of her on it, old and new intertwined.She stayed there for a while, and when her brain came to her senses, she looked up lightly and saw that Fu Sicheng was sleeping with his eyes closed. The corners of her mouth curled into an arc, and then she raised her sore arm and hugged him gently. Fu Sicheng.

Unexpectedly, she was hugged by the man the next moment, and he lowered his head to rub her hair, forehead, and the tip of her nose.

"So enthusiastic just after waking up? Huh?"

His voice is a little hoarse, but sexy and provocative.

Song Rao looked up at him, and he kissed her eyelashes.

"You didn't go to the company today?" Today is a working day.

"A few times you woke up and I wasn't by your side, and I always felt a little..." That word is not very elegant. "Like a scumbag."

Song Rao smiled.

"Does it hurt?" Fu Sicheng grabbed her wrist and looked at it. When he untied it for her this morning, there was a circle of deep red marks on it, which scared him a lot. At this moment, it has disappeared in sevens and eighties.

"... Si Cheng, don't buy those clothes next time, I'm a little scared." Song Rao suddenly felt aggrieved.

(End of this chapter)