Boss, let me be presumptuous for a while

She looked at Fu Yang, moistened her dry lips, and said softly, "Fu Yang, your lips are so sexy! Can I kiss you?"

She blinked, and the starlight in her eyes came out little by little, hitting the man's cold and deep eyebrows.

Fu Yang's body was slightly stiff, the hands hanging by his sides were clenched inch by inch, his joints trembled and felt cold.

The current Fu Qing'an is exactly the same as the previous Fu Qing'an, with big innocent eyes blinking, delicate words and unrestrained speech.

"Fu Yang, why don't you hug him! How about you?"

"Fu Yang, her breasts have grown a bit, why don't you touch them!"

"Fu Yang, I want to bite your collarbone. If I bite it, will you file a claim?"

Every word that Fu Qing'an said in the past echoed in Fu Yang's mind, and the words violently collided with the man's nerves, making him dizzy.

"Fu Qing'an, you stayed with me well, why did you betray me? Why?!"

His gaze was complicated: "We'll go home when you get better."

Fu Qing'an nodded, her eyes were covered with layer after layer of starlight, adding inch after inch of expectation: "Fu Yang, I want to kiss you, you lower your head, I really want to kiss you."

She swallowed her saliva as she spoke, with a look of coveting Fu Yang, her eyebrows slightly curled up with a trace of tenderness.

Fu Yang looked at her, the frost in his eyes dissipated a little involuntarily, and his thin lips moved and closed: "After the kiss, will you be responsible?"

Fu Qing'an grinned, eyebrows slightly curved: "Then lower your head quickly."

The man lowered his head, Fu Qing'an suddenly put his arms around his neck, and the sick breath sprayed on his neck bit by bit.

Fu Yang's body froze slightly, only to see that there was a layer of bright orange water in Fu Qing'an's eyes, and the water light covered his face.

Fu Qing'an's eyes were full of Fu Yang's face.

Boom!Boom!Boom!Fu Yang's heart was beating nervously, he blinked, and Fu Qing'an came over and gently bit his lips.

"Hehe!" The woman smiled lowly, her face was slightly red, and her eyes were a little charming.

"Fu Yang, your lips are so sweet!" As Fu Qing'an said, she reached out and touched Fu Yang's lips lightly, her eyes lingering.

When Fu Yang went to the office to find Dr. Wang, the nurse had already wiped Fu Qing'an's body and changed her clothes.

The woman was wearing a loose hospital gown without any underwear. She gently rubbed against Fu Yang, and every time she moved, the unbuttoned buttons were instantly loosened, revealing her charming round white.

Fu Yang's eyes fell, his Adam's apple rolled slightly, his chest grew uncontrollably hot, and his affection secretly grew.

He lowered his lazy eyes, and those two round whites were like vines weighing on the bottom of his heart. Suddenly, he wrapped his arms around Fu Qingan's waist, and buried his head in her heart.

"Qing'an..." He smelled the fragrance of Fu Qing'an's body, and suddenly covered his thin cold lips.

Fu Qing'an's breathing gradually became heavier, and she shouted: "Fu Yang, you are so annoying!"

Her reaction was exactly the same as when Fu Yang kissed her before.

Fu Yang's movements suddenly stopped, and his nerves and blood circulated stiffly. Fu Qing'an lost his memory, as if he had changed himself, returning to his previous appearance.

"But, after all, you are not the old Fu Qing'an." Fu Yang sighed softly in his heart, and then let go of Fu Qing'an.

The woman noticed Fu Yang's strange look, she frowned slightly, and grabbed the corner of her clothes nervously: "Fu Yang, what's wrong with you?"