Hidden marriage wife, wild turn

Chapter 273 The stalking Song Rao

Fu Sicheng hugged him and was still in the corridor. Song Rao in his arms wrapped around his neck like a water snake, kissing his cheeks and lips passionately, with random eagerness.

She was hot all over, and the breath she exhaled was a wave of heat, with a sweet smell, and her body and hair were filled with the aphrodisiac aroma.Fu Sicheng's face was tense like a knife, his back molars were clenched tightly, and he quickly went down from the second floor with her in his arms. The restaurant staff and customers all looked at them as they passed through the lobby.

Fu Sicheng opened the car door with one free hand, and put Song Rao into the passenger seat. She hugged him tightly, like a fish that was dying of thirst by accident, and Fu Sicheng was the life-saving water. Suddenly, she didn't know what she was doing, and her body was also dominated by drugs, which made Fu Sicheng's face slobbered, but there was no relief.

Fu Sicheng's head was held by her, and she felt the seat belt and finally buckled it up for her, but Song Rao held him and did not let go, twisting his body on the seat uncomfortably, whimpering softly, her tearful eyes Turbidity didn't seem to know how to look at people, but he knew that this person was Fu Sicheng, and he also recognized the smell on his body.

"Sicheng... Sicheng..." She kissed Fu Sicheng, and her red lips unconsciously touched Fu Sicheng's name.

Fu Sicheng grudgingly loosened his teeth, and comforted him: "Good boy, let go." He took her hand off with both hands together.

With his hands caught, Song Rao instantly became uneasy, and said in fear, "Si Cheng... don't go, don't go."

"I'm not leaving." Fu Sicheng quickly closed the car door and got into the car from the other side. Song Rao tapped on the window in fear and wanted to drive the door down. Fu Sicheng called her, and she found the driver's seat next to her. Then she reached out to hug Fu Sicheng, but the seat belt on her body blocked her. She didn't have the ability to think right now, so she simply took off the seat belt on her body.

"Woo, Si Cheng, I feel bad." She grabbed Fu Sicheng's arm and sobbed, tormented by the drug-induced pain.

"I know, I'll take you to the hospital, don't be afraid."

The car sped towards the hospital like an arrow from Li Hyun.

"Sicheng, Sicheng, Sicheng..." She looked at Fu Sicheng with tears in her eyes, and cried out loudly, like a wounded cub that was in urgent need of comfort. Belt, helpless and confused.

"We'll be there soon." The more Song Rao was like this, the more anger and murderous intent grew in Fu Sicheng's heart. He didn't look at the uncomfortable Song Rao, but every time he looked at him, he wanted to go back and tear Gu Yang into pieces.

The properties of the medicine were fully recovered, and Song Rao, who had not been relieved, cried out in pain: "Si Cheng...I feel bad."

He also pulled back Fu Sicheng, who was on the verge of rage, a little bit of sanity. He looked at Song Rao, who was flushed and tortured to the point of deliriousness, grabbed her hand that was clasping the armrest, and placed it in her tightly closed Between the legs.

"Baby, try to solve it yourself." His face was still cold.

As soon as his hand touched her, Song Rao began to tremble, and she couldn't let go of his arm, and kept grabbing up his arm, not knowing what to grab.

She could still understand what Fu Sicheng said, and immediately shook her head and sobbed, "...don't...no...I want you."

"It's very simple like I did to help you last time." His tone was light, but his face was still heavy, and his eyes were piercingly cold.

Song Rao still shook her head, tears all over her face.

She didn't know how to unbuckle her seat belt, got up from the seat and rushed towards Fu Sicheng. Fortunately, Fu Sicheng quickly slowed down and did not cause an accident.

The bold one who broke free sat straddling Fu Sicheng, holding his face and kissing carelessly, rubbing his hot body against him non-stop, twisting his slender waist, Fu Sicheng was so cold.

Fu Sicheng didn't change his face, he held the steering wheel with one hand, hugged Song Rao's waist with one arm, and carried her back to the seat.

(End of this chapter)