Hidden marriage wife, wild turn

Chapter 266 Baby, I Love You Too
Two days later, Gu Yang was discharged from the hospital and recuperated at home. He didn't make any noise, didn't go crazy, and didn't behave like crazy.

The family members were worried that he would fall into a slump or seek death, but given how obsessed he was with Song Rao, it was indeed possible for him to do such a thing.This caused everyone to be in a state of anxiety for the past few days, until Gu Yang had almost recuperated and went to the company as if nothing had happened, the family was relieved.

At the dinner table, Sun Yana, who was in a bad mood, heard that a certain project jointly developed by her father and uncle's company was going to cooperate with Gu's, and it was a very powerful project.

Many big companies are vying to cooperate with them.

Sun Yana was about to say that she would go with her to discuss the project when the time came, but she heard that they wanted to talk to Gu Yang.

"Dad, Second Uncle, why are you looking for Gu Yang, a dude who has no real material, why don't you look for Gu Boyan?"

"What do you know as a girl, this Gu Yang should not be underestimated, there are many things you don't know."

"Dad, Second Uncle, anyway, we cooperate with the Gu family, just like everyone else, can you find Gu Boyan? I want to go too."

The two of them heard the tricks, and looked at Sun Yana: "You girl, don't you like Gu Boyan?"

Sun Yana blushed with embarrassment.

"Really? When did we meet? Why don't we know?" Father continued to ask.

Sun Yana poked the rice in the bowl with her chopsticks, said shyly, "A friend took me to the business reception where the Gu family was the host, and I ran into him outside not long ago."

When the two brothers heard it, they had thoughts.With the strength of Gu Yang's favor in the Gu family, the Gu family would definitely not let him marry a girl from a second-rate family, but Gu Boyan has a chance.

If Yana can really marry Gu Boyan through this cooperation, even if they can't marry Gu Boyan, the two of them can bring huge benefits to the family if they become friends and fall in love.

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Fu Sicheng and Song Rao lived a sweet little married life every day. He went to work and she stayed at home. Their relationship got better every day. When they were both at home, they were like glue.

The TV was on right now, and the two sat on the sofa.

Fu Sicheng was busy with the computer on his lap, while Song Rao leaned his head on his shoulder to watch TV.Her attention was always attracted by Fu Sicheng, she raised her head for the nth time and looked at the man.

His eyes full of love, almost nympho, looked carefully at Fu Sicheng's cold side face, as if he couldn't get enough of it.

From the forehead to the eyebrows, to the bridge of the nose...

Song Rao looked at Fu Sicheng's tall nasal bone, and remembered that a few days ago on the Internet, someone said that the nose is the main bone of the kidney, and the better the development of the bridge of the nose, it proves...the better the kidney...

Song Rao blushed, and hurriedly looked away, looking at his computer screen in a panic, his thoughts were still drifting, drifting, and his eyes were attracted by his long fingers operating the keyboard...

The slender fingers were flexible and powerful, Song Rao didn't know what to think of, and her face turned even redder.

She pursed her lips, held her breath, turned her head away slightly, and quietly took deep breaths to relieve her accelerated heartbeat.

Suddenly: "Song Rao?"

"Huh?" Song Rao subconsciously raised her head to look at him.

"Why is your face so red?" Fu Sicheng asked strangely.

"No, no." Song Rao touched his hot face, and moved away unnaturally like a thief.

Fu Sicheng typed a few times on the keyboard, then turned off the computer, put it aside, put one arm around Song Rao's waist.

"You're done." Song Rao sat up straight.

"I'll do it again at the company tomorrow. From now on, I'll try not to bring my work home and stay with you as much as possible at home." Fu Sicheng said.

"No, you are busy with your work."

"Will it be boring to accompany me like this?"

"Of course not. I like to see you working hard. Really, as long as you are busy with your work."

"I'm not busy today, I'll be with you."

"Okay." Song Rao happily leaned on Fu Sicheng's chest.

"Do you want to watch some TV? Are you hungry? Do you want something to eat? I'll get it for you, and I'll cook noodles for you, okay? There are tomatoes and eggs in the refrigerator."

Fu Sicheng's eyes twitched: "No, I'm not hungry."

Song Rao: "Then let's watch TV."

Fu Sicheng: "Okay."

Song Rao wanted to find a good movie, but someone's hand on her waist gradually became dishonest. She didn't think he was going to do anything, but until he lifted her skirt...

Song Rao froze, turned to look at him, met his changed eyes, Song Rao knew what he was going to do.

"...You, don't you know that you said to accompany me?" Song Rao grabbed his restless hand, but couldn't stop him at all.

"Yes, I'll accompany you." Fu Sicheng slowly leaned towards her, pressed her on the sofa, and raised his big hands that got into the hem of the skirt all the way up: "I will definitely accompany you well to satisfy you."

"Si Cheng, don't..." Song Rao pushed him.

But Fu Sicheng pressed down even more and stuck closer: "Honey, it seems like we haven't tried being on the sofa yet."

Song Rao's eyes widened, struggling to run away.

Fu Sicheng couldn't let her run away, he easily trapped her, and even took time to find the remote control to close the balcony curtains.

He turned off the noisy TV again, and the whole living room was suddenly quiet. He said, "I like to hear your voice."

Every time this happens, he doesn't want to look like that.

Song Rao sat straddling Fu Sicheng's lap, feeling like she was going crazy, her head was a mess.

Song Rao took short breaths, and sank her fingers into his short hair.

"Si...cheng..."

"Si...cheng..."

Song Rao kept calling his name, and she didn't know what she wanted, she just shouted unconsciously.

Fu Sicheng raised his head, and said with a sense of accomplishment: "Baby, it seems to be a lot bigger."

"It is said that big breasts have no brains, but you are different, baby, you are very smart."

Song Rao couldn't stand him saying these words, and covered his mouth with both hands indiscriminately: "You...don't...speak...."

The more shy she was, the more Fu Sicheng wanted to tease her.

The palms were hot and humid, and Song Rao couldn't say a word, she couldn't take her hands away, she didn't take them away, she just looked at Fu Sicheng who was doing bad things with her eyes half angry and half angry.

Fu Sicheng smiled happily, wishing he could record it for her.

"Baby, say you love me."

"I love you……"

"Love who?"

"Si... Cheng."

Song Rao was crying, and the corners of his eyes were moist.

"What's my last name?"

Fu Sicheng was relentless.

"Fu... Fu... Si Cheng."

"Who loves Fu Sicheng?"

Fu Sicheng raised his sharp jaw and kept demanding her.

"...Song Rao, Song Rao loves Fu Sicheng."

Song Rao cried, feeling that she was going to be tortured madly by him.

Finally hearing a satisfactory answer, Fu Sicheng straightened his waist and lowered his head to suck hard on her neck. Song Rao's ending sound was drawn out.

"Baby, I love you too."

Fu Sicheng held her in his arms, stroked her sweaty back with his big hands, and lowered his head to kiss her thin white shoulders.

Song Rao lay powerless on his chest, her brain unable to think.

He suddenly grabbed her waist and picked her up, letting her lie on the edge of the sofa. Song Rao turned pale with panic and struggled to get up.

"... Si Cheng, no way."

He knew she would refuse, so he leaned on her and whispered in her ear: "Honey, I'm going on a business trip in two days, and I'm going for about a week."

Song Rao was stunned, her mind still a little confused.

"...Business trip? A week? Where are you going? Are you going abroad? How come it took so long?"

Song Rao's thoughts were taken away by this incident, and before Fu Sicheng went, she was already reluctant to part with it.

"It will take a week at the earliest." Fu Sicheng supported her waist with one hand, kneeled on the sofa with one leg, and stepped on the ground with one foot: "So you spend good time with me tonight."

"But..." Song Rao wanted to say something, but she couldn't say anything the next moment, her pupils trembling violently.

"Si Cheng, no..."

Fu Sicheng grabbed her resisting hands with one hand.

"Baby, you can do it."

(End of this chapter)