Chapter 1888

"Hands off, you know, I have other ways to make myself comfortable." The man said, biting her neck, warning his little wife that he was a little helpless.

Song Xiaoyu Nu nuzui, "you can't give up." But still did not wantonly, these days, she is really tired, is also really does not have that courage. "I'm willing to give it a try." Fu Weichen said, gently kissing her neck.

Song Xiaoyu hugged her, "I miss you so much." She muttered, a little tired.

"Honey, do you want to? In fact, I've been away. I've been outside for more than ten days, and I haven't been so quick. " Song Xiaoyu said.

Fu Wei sank and moved, covering her body, encircling her soft and tired body, looking up, brushing her hair, kissing her forehead, "sleep."

Song Xiaoyu slightly raised his lips, and then his head was hidden in her arms. Then he found a position and slept in the past.

……

Ling Yun didn't sleep all night. She didn't get through to song Xiaoyu yesterday, so Zhou Xi received a call from Ling Yun early in the morning, "sister Ling, is there any special arrangement so early?"

Ling Yun pursed her lips. "Zhou Xi, I want to ask you a question, that is, do you know the true identity of the sunfish?"

"I don't know. How can I know the true identity of the great God?"

Ling Yun frowned and hung up the phone. The servant made breakfast. She didn't have much appetite to eat.

She always felt that song Xiaoyu took the initiative to find her for dinner, which was originally a very strange thing. When she received such news yesterday, she could not believe it.

Ling Yun thinks it's really a headache. She called song Xiaoyu last night, but the other party didn't answer it. Ling Yun knew that she was too bold. It was already so late that song Xiaoyu might have gone to bed. So she called Zhou Xi to ask her about the sunken fish. She thought Zhou Xi would know something about the sunken fish.

Ling Yun has a headache. She is still not sure whether song Xiaoyu is a sunken fish. If not, why is it so clever? Where does Feng Yumian open his painting exhibition, the sunken fish will follow closely.

What's more, if song Xiaoyu was not a sunken fish, why would he be so clever.

Ling Yun pursed her lips, sighed, and thought about what had happened in the past few months. At that time, from the birthday party of Zeng's family, she really showed that she wanted to help Feng Yumian and even moni. People always have a close relationship, which is understandable.

When Feng Yumian finds Ling Yun in the morning, Ling Yun asks her servant to call Feng Yumian in.

It can be seen that Feng Yumian is very nervous. Ling Yun looks at the girl in front of her and does not know what to say for a moment. Feng Yumian has some talent. Over the years, because of her classmates with Moni, she has spent a lot of effort on her packaging and training. However, Feng Yumian is still stable and is regarded as the leader in the gallery.

Feng Yumian is also very smart and Sweet-hearted. Ling Yun attaches great importance to her. However, when she remembers that Fu Weichen once told her not to put all her mind on her, and this time the sunken fish was in the s city art exhibition, Ling Yun felt that Feng Yumian, who had a high spirit, had to offend Fu Weishen.

"Sister Ling, I..."

"Have you done anything lately?" Ling Yun said, in the end is angry, looking at the people she trained, to today's step, she can not be angry.

"I didn't, I didn't really. I don't know what the situation is. Is this sunfish trying to target me?" Feng Yumian pursed her lips. She was really worried. Others didn't feel so worried. However, the exhibition in B city showed that no one paid any attention to her. If this sunken fish was really aimed at himself, she would be really finished.

Ling Yun didn't sleep almost all night. She rubbed her forehead and said, "don't make any noise. Go back first. What can I do?"

Feng Yumian moved his lips and finally got up and left.

After waiting for someone to leave, Ling Yun sighs. She thinks that she has to ask song Xiaoyu about this matter. If it's not like this, she can't read it realistically.

……

Song Xiaoyu opened his eyes as soon as he woke up. In fact, Fu Weichen was not in bed. In fact, he was a very self-discipline person. Naturally, he was not allowed to stay in bed for such a long time.

She got out of bed and looked at her pajamas. She thought it was nice to have a husband. These pajamas were changed for herself.

When she came out of the bedroom, she heard someone talking in the study. She laughed, and without thinking, she opened the door and entered the study.

Fu Weichen raised his head and looked at her long hair in disorder. She came in her pajamas with suspenders. Before she could react, song Xiaoyu came directly to him. Then, she straddled on him. Then, Fu Weichen was directly kissed.

In fact, he was watching a video conference, and then the executives in the meeting were stunned to see a very beautiful back, and then the wise general manager Fu was directly kissed.

Fu Weichen reached out to close the computer and smelled her shallow breath. He left her lips and whispered, "Mrs. Fu, remember to knock on the door when you come in later. Your husband's face is really going to be lost by you. I was just in a meeting."Song Xiaoyu, who was still in the middle of his mouth, only felt that he was puffing at the corner of his mouth. He held his face and asked dryly, "Er, that Well, that Video conferencing? "

Fu Weichen: "what's more..."

Song Xiaoyu covers his face, "my husband..."

"You're back to your body, and you're still a pajama, my face, my face!" Fu Wei Shen is speechless, but gently hugs her and kisses her warm neck.

Song Xiaoyu covered his face and put it on his shoulder. Fu Weishen glanced sideways and kissed her face, "OK, I'll finish the meeting. You go to eat a little bit of food, OK?"

Song Xiaoyu nodded and left.

When Fu Weichen turned on the computer again, "sorry, continue."

We had to report it again.

Waiting for song Xiaoyu to have his porridge, Mr. Fu comes out. He stands at the table with his chest in his hands and looks down at her. Song Xiaoyu gently covers his face and eats spoonful by spoon.

Fu Weishen hands on the table, and then close to kiss her face, song Xiaoyu immediately dropped the spoon, and then put his arm around his neck, and then happily to kiss him.

Song Xiaoyu felt that she was very unpromising, especially like a pug. When her master hooked her fingers, she couldn't help wagging her tail with too much begging.

She came back yesterday, and he is at home today. Of course, she has to please him and kiss him.

Her tongue went in and was very enthusiastic. Fu Weishen put his hand around her waist, and then he easily picked her up and clasped her in his arms. The fish also cooperated very well. The snow-white legs were hooked on his waist. He put her on the table easily and asked in a hoarse voice, "are you full?"

Song Xiaoyu's hand, to unbutton his shirt, understand the meaning of his arms, "not full, but I like this."

Fu Weichen went to bite her. Today, she was wearing a silk nightdress with a sling. She was easily thrown to the ground by him.

He bit her neck, held her, and moved step by step toward the bedroom, "miss me?"

"Well." Song Xiaoyu kisses him and answers him, "I miss you so much."

Fu Weichen trapped her in bed, watching her red face, shallow breathing, a little bit to find his favorite place.

Cell phone is buzzing in ring, song Xiaoyu slightly recalled, "mine?"

Man's deep eyes fall on her red face, it seems that he really does not like to be interrupted like this.

The fish looked at him, "then I won't take it?"

The mobile phone has been buzzing. Fu Weishen's shirt is hanging on her body. Her whole body is up and down, leaving the one below. He turns over to the bed with one hand on his forehead.

Song Xiaoyu pursed her lips, then crawled over to answer the phone, looking at the call, "Hello, sister Ling."

"Xiaoyu, have you returned to Nanyuan? I want to see you. " Ling Yun's voice is very anxious.

"I just came back." Song Xiaoyu knows the purpose of her phone call. After thinking about it, she decides to see Ling Yun.

"Then at noon, you make a place and I'll go." Song Xiaoyu finished and hung up the phone.

Looking back, he looks at Mr. Fu, lying on the bed. Song Xiaoyu purses his lips and pours directly at him.

"Let's go." He said, deep voice, no temperature.

Song Xiaoyu's hand felt in her well-organized abdomen, "I don't want to start..." Then, along his neck, she would kiss down a little bit.

……

In a word, song Xiaoyu is bold for most of the day today. Fu Weichen is leaning on the head of the bed with his lip slightly raised. Song Xiaoyu is dressing because he has made an appointment with Ling Yun.

Today, Mr. Fu is very comfortable, because his little wife can give full marks for the whole service, so he pillows his arm and watches her busy changing clothes and going out.

"I go to the company in the afternoon and come back early in the evening to feed me."

Song Xiaoyu was slightly stiff, "no, just me..."

"What do you think I'm not going to work today and waiting at home? In short, if you are too busy, feed me as soon as you come back, because I need it very much. "

Song Xiaoyu took a puff from the corner of his mouth and then glared at him. She didn't think Fu Weichen needed so much before.

"OK, OK, OK. Anyway, my family, I'll listen to you, OK?" Song Xiaoyu dressed, and then climbed into bed, to kiss him.

Fu Weichen gently put his arm around her waist and looked at the bright and dusty face in his arms. The man's fingers were on her face. He didn't speak. In short, he focused on her.

"Oh, you don't want to look at me like that. I don't want to go." Song Xiaoyu said, God, OK, his husband is so charming.

Fu Wei Shen touched her head and kissed her forehead. Then he said, "OK, go."

Song Xiaoyu nodded, "I love you, I will come back early in the evening and make delicious food for you."

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