Pregnant sweet wife: The president is so fierce

"It's all viruses, I don't know, it's the first time I've seen it, it's really the first time." Mu Qianqian pressed her index finger to her lips and explained very religiously... It was really the first time.

"Well." Fu Yuhuang responded.

She saw that Fu Yuhuang seemed to believe it, grabbed her mobile phone, lowered her head, and messed around.

No matter how you fiddle, you can't turn off the machine.

She just wanted to take out the battery and try it.

Fu Yuhuang looked at her like that, his eyes softened, he took her phone, and pressed a few keys, that's it.

Mu Qianqian thought it was amazing, she looked over her head, and asked sincerely, "What are you pressing on?"

Fu Yuhuang put her mobile phone on the coffee table, "You don't understand it, you don't understand it, and you don't need it if you know it."

Mu Qianqian: "..."

"I will help you solve any problems." Fu Yuhuang added.

Mu Qianqian felt a kind of warmth in her heart, flowing past, looking at Fu Yuhuang's eyes, the water was gurgling, bright and moving.

Fu Yuhuang's Adam's apple rolled sexy, cleared his throat, and got down to business: "You take it off yourself, or should I take it off for you?"

Mu Qianqian was shy.

She remembered what she had done with him before, and she was not shy.

Why are you suddenly... embarrassed?

"I have hands." Mu Qianqian said softly.

Mu Qianqian opened the zipper, and the skirt slid down, revealing her fair skin.

Fu Yuhuang looked down at her condescendingly, and a small her was reflected in his dark eyes.

He reached out and undid the buckle on her back.

Mu Qianqian felt relieved.

He leaned over, kissed her lips, clasped her waist with his right hand, picked her up, and lowered his head to kiss.

Mu Qianqian was afraid of falling and hugged the back of his neck.

He put her in the tub, his lips not loosening.

The water in the bathtub wet his suit, and it only took him three seconds to release the restraint on his body and cover it.

Mu Qianqian felt his heat, resolute and upright, rubbing against her skin.

Although it was in the warm water, it was getting hotter and hotter, and the beads of sweat on his nose were crystal clear.

He followed her lips to her pretty collarbone.

Wherever the big palm went, sparks ignited.

Her vision became more and more stray, and her mind became less and less able to think.

Limbs are weak, without strength, completely attached to him.

His kiss continued down, and his big palm went down from the waist of her trousers.

Mu Qian let out a light cry.

The voice was soft and mushy, delicate, soft and waxy, like a catalyst, urging all his nerves.

Fu Yuhuang's breathing was also a little heavier, his eyes were full of love, and he took off her last restraint and looked at her delicate little face fascinatedly.

He knew that it was her first time and that it was not appropriate to be in the bathtub.

"Let's go to bed now?" Fu Yuhuang asked in a hoarse voice.

"Oh"

Fu Yuhuang raised the corner of his mouth.

When she is cute, she is really warm.

He got up first, with broad shoulders and narrow waist, and faint abdominal muscles on his abdomen.

Under the abs...

Mu Qianqian felt that his figure was hundreds of times better than the man on her video.

The talent is different, the difference between clouds and mud.

He rubbed his body casually, very emotional.

Fu Yuhuang saw that she had been staring at him, chuckled lightly, and threw the towel on her face.

"What are you doing?" Mu Qianqian took off the towel

Fu Yuhuang picked her up and wrapped her in a bath towel, "What are you thinking."

What Mu Qianqian thought was indescribable.

She lowered her head guiltily.

He carried her to the bed and looked down at her blushing face, "Do you like the posture, or the posture I like?"