Reborn into the careful liver of a paranoid boss

Chapter 872
After a moment of silence, the line of Fu Yehan's thin lips was always stretched.

"Happy Qixi Festival, Hanhan."

A moment later, Fu Yehan's eyes were dark and dark, and he murmured, his deep words contained bone-piercing affection and extreme lingering, "I'll turn off the lights, and tonight's gift, you take it apart and take a look, if you like it , and you are also satisfied!"

The present was his, and she opened it, so tonight, he was hers.

He loves her and belongs to her.

It was destined to be a restless night.

The noise in the master bedroom did not stop until dawn.

Su Shihan also went from struggling and resisting to slowly obeying.

Being turned into a red wave, the torrential rain is like a bet.

A round of bright moon hanging high in the dark night hid in the thick clouds, gradually covering up the shyness that poured out from the thick black night.

At dawn, the man lying on the bed in the master bedroom looked satisfied, his messy black hair added a bit of unruly and wildness to him, and beads of sweat covered his forehead.

He turned his head and glanced at Su Shihan who was lying on his side. In her sleep, her brows were stretched, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, and her breathing was shallow and evenly long.

The jet-black hair was spread softly under her body, and a little light fell on her peaceful sleeping face, adorning her beautiful facial features.

Under the pure white thin quilt, is her exquisite figure that arouses people's daydreams.

Fu Yehan propped up the bed with one hand, turned sideways, and kissed affectionately on her glistening red lips, then sat up and got out of bed.

Taking a basin of warm water from the bathroom and a dry towel, Fu Yehan came to the bedside.

Putting the basin filled with warm water on the bedside table, Fu Yehan sat on the bedside and soaked the dry towel.

Holding the soaked towel, Fu Yehan lowered a pair of dark and unfathomable deep black eyes, and carefully and gently wiped Su Shihan's body.

A corner of the curtain was opened, and the warm yellow sunlight came in.

After fetching a few pots of warm water, Fu Yehan wiped Su Shihan's body over and over again.

However, the more he touched her, the more excited he became.

Fortunately, his self-control was amazing, and he was concerned that her delicate and frail body would not be able to withstand his fiery enthusiasm again, so he finally took a rest and didn't torment her anymore.

However, not choosing to torment her meant that the raging fire that sprang up from the bottom of his heart would not be easily extinguished.

Enduring the desire to explode, Fu Yehan gently helped Su Shihan put on a dry and comfortable tulle nightdress.

Almost at the moment of helping Su Shihan put on her nightgown, Fu Yehan took the towel and basin, and strode straight towards the bathroom.

If you observe carefully, you will definitely find that Fu Yehan's footsteps are a little hurried, and there is a touch of panic that he doesn't know.

The next moment, his tall figure disappeared from the bathroom door.

From a distance, it looks like a mess.

Fu Yehan took a cold shower in the bathroom. Compared with the previous situation of quick battles, this time, Fu Yehan stayed in the bathroom for a full hour.

Only then did it completely extinguish the raging flames raging in his chest.

The boiling temperature that seemed to burn him to death also slowly dropped.

After tossing and tossing for most of the night, Fu Yehan lay on the bed without feeling sleepy, full of energy, and still in good spirits.

After squinting on the bed for a while, Fu Yehan got up.

Today is a free day, and there is nothing to be busy with, so Fu Yehan didn't go to the company.

(End of this chapter)