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Being held in his arms, Fu Nuan was still restless. He even sang a song and completely let himself go.

The man frowned and "threw" her to the back seat. There was something helpless between his eyebrows.

He went around to the other side of the car, and as soon as he sat on it, the woman was like a koala.

After drinking, his body was cold and hot. Fu Nuan rubbed up and hugged the man beside him contentedly.

The smile on the side of his lips adds a little helplessness.

He knew that she was not good at drinking, so he shouldn't let her out to "do mischief".

Because of the effect of alcohol, at the moment, Fu Nuan's cheeks showed a shallow flush, and her skin was white, so the abnormal red was very conspicuous under the night.

Drunk, she looked more attractive than usual, closed her eyes unprepared, like a simple rabbit.

It's really

"No guard at all, not afraid to meet a wolf, eh?"

"Wolf?"

Fu warm curled her mouth, raised her head and looked at him. After a few seconds, she said vaguely with a smile: "are you not a wolf?"

Said, she also extended her finger to point the tip of the man's nose, smiling innocuously.

Rong and Mou son across a trace of sharp light, big grasp of her "chaos" fingers, a deep voice warning: "don't make trouble, or go home to have you to suffer."

"Just make a noise."

After being drunk, Fu Nuan could not distinguish between the southeast and the northwest. Anyway, as long as she knew that the "big gray wolf" was her husband and did no harm to her, she could be confident and bold, ignore it and act willfully.

However, someone seems to forget that Professor Rong at night is much more terrible than a real wolf.

With control of her hands and feet, there is no doubt that once he let go, the little woman in his arms will sing in the car.

It's enough for him to appreciate it alone. How can he let others see it?

Driving in front of the driver, inexplicably cool back, eyes, nose, nose, heart, concentrate on driving, as far as possible to reduce their sense of existence.

Finally, the driver lowered the baffle that separated the rear seat space, thinking that he could not see or hear anything.

Fu Nuan, however, was tired and fell asleep in the man's arms. Before going to bed, he was still clinging to the corner of his clothes.

……

Villa.

The car stopped steadily, and was able to hold people down. The movement was gentle, but the person in his arms still grunted and woke up.

Fu Nuan rubbed his eyes, but he was still drunk.

"Ah? Am I drinking with yin? Why are you back? "

Murmur over, a lift eyes on the man's deep eyes.

"Don't drink any more."

Rong and Shen said, holding her into the room.

Xiao Nuo and Fu Shenxing are watching cartoons in the living room.

See father holding mother back, Xiao Nuo immediately rushed to the past.

"Why? Why does Dad hold mom? Mother is an adult, but also embrace, shame

If Fu Nuan didn't drink wine on weekdays, she would have let Rong and let her go when she heard this, but now she has a paste in her head. She just feels that it's too comfortable to be in a man's arms.

"What's wrong with mom, dad?"

Xiao Nuo blinked big eyes, full of curiosity.

"She's not feeling well and needs a rest."

Xiao Nuo looked at his father and then his mother, as if he understood something, and snickered.

"Dad, go back to bed with mom."

What they didn't know was that after they went upstairs, Xiao Nuo quietly said to Fu Shenxing, "Mom may have a little sister, which makes her uncomfortable, so dad needs to hold her!"

……

Back in the room, Rongyu lifted the quilt, took off Fu Nuan's coat, and then took off her shoes. In the meantime, she was kicked on the knee by someone.

He frowned and did not care about drunk women.

With a hot towel to her face, wipe, the woman gradually sober up a bit, but still useless.

She fixed on looking at the man in front of her, as if to study something from his face, seriously focused.

"What are you looking at?"

She was a little more childish than usual, but he liked it very much.

"Hello..."

Fu Nuan chuckled and gently touched Rong's brow.

"So?"

Let and hold her incessantly disordered hand, deep voice asks back, Mou son inside a few minutes of strange look.

He's going to be rude if he continues to do so.

"Tolerance and harmony!"

Fu Nuan suddenly exclaimed, his delicate eyebrows tightened, as if he had thought of something unhappy.

"Before I married you, I didn't have a farewell party!"

"Well?"

The man raised his eyebrows and kept silent. He wanted to see how "unspeakable" she could be tonight."Ah I'll do it again. I feel so bad I should play with my best friend till dawn the night before my wedding. Why didn't I... "

"Again?"

These two words made Professor Rong's face sink. He knew that she was talking drunk, but there was still a hint of danger in his eyes.

"Well!"

But Fu Nuan didn't wake up. He nodded solemnly for fear that he would not pay attention to it. His tone was also a little coquettish.

"I didn't even have a farewell night Why don't you marry me again

Tolerance and

He jerked at the corners of his mouth, looking at the woman's simple and innocent drunkenness, but in addition, he gave birth to some kind of mind to tease her.

"Do you want me to marry you again?"

"Mm-hmm!"

Fu Nuan's eyes are full of hope. Looking at him, he has a bright look in his eyes, which is particularly smart.

"That's what you said. Don't go back on it."

Without waiting for Fu Nuan to understand, the man bent down.

She sensed something wrong, but it seemed that It's late.

Rong and warm fingers gently rubbed her cheek, and his voice was low and dumb: "are you ready? Mrs. Rong. "

"Well?"

Fu Nuan was staring at him, not knowing why.

The next second, the man's thin cold lips covered her.

Bang --

something seems to burst out in my mind, and I wake up with the wine.

"Well What do you do? "

"Tonight is our wedding night."

Rong and the bottom of his eyes flashed a shrewd, can not help but kiss again.

Fu Nuan's head was in a state of chaos, but he was gradually immersed in his kiss.

She whined, "no It's not a single night. You liar... "

"My daughter is five years old, Mrs. Rong."

With a low smile, the voice bewitched and deep.

"But I don't mind coming back a few more times on this wedding night."

Fu Nuan listened to the clouds, and finally lost his ability to think and indulged in it.

Thinking in a daze, she seems to have done something wrong tonight