Lord Xiao, your little goblin is on fire again

Seeing the smile in his eyes, Pei Yi, who read the charm, pinched his ear more forcefully.

"Fu Jing!"

"I'm here."

Fu Jing, who was licking his face and sticking it up, curled up into a naughty smile, with his arms propped behind his head, and the black shirt was supported by the muscles of his arms.

Pei Yi looked at his expression that didn't deserve to be beaten at this time, frowned, turned over and got up from him.

In the end, she was so angry that she still did not forget to stretch her legs to make up for it, to vent the anger in her heart.

"If you are really tricked, don't think about it!"

For Pei Yi, pregnancy is not in her current plan at all, and her out-of-shape figure is her biggest taboo!

Seeing that the woman was really angry, Fu Jing hurriedly put away his jokes, got up and hugged her in his arms, kissing her small face to comfort her, "It will be dealt with afterward."

"If you really hit it, I will let you bully me."

Pei Yi turned her head to prevent him from kissing, and put her palm against his lips, "You can't do it with such nice words..."

"will not."

Fu Jing, who solemnly assured her, took only three seconds to be serious, "There is nothing my husband can't do."

"Satisfies you every time."

While talking, his long kisses shattered around her ears again, as if kissing wasn't enough.

Pei Yi, who couldn't dodge in time, shrugged her shoulders from time to time to resist the itch, and her temper was gradually faded by him.

"Can you be honest for a while?"

Hearing this, Fu Jing stopped kissing with a smile.

It's just that his chin rested on her fragrant shoulder, and the hot and seductive breath fell on her ear.

The tip of the nose wiped the earlobe vaguely, extremely ambiguous, "Yes."

Fu Jing's palm passed through her waist, went to get the mobile phone on the coffee table, and opened it directly in front of her.

The mobile phone screen is a photo of the back of a woman in a deep sleep.

The fragrant shoulders reveal fresh hickeys, and the beautiful curvature of the backline attracts people's imagination.

Seeing this, Pei Yi, who was completely unaware, blushed slightly, turned her head and frowned at him, "Can you play tricks?"

"Delete!"

Also not afraid of being seen by others.

He is shameless, but she still wants it!

Knowing her scruples, Fu Jing's body remained in its original state, and he clicked on the takeaway software to order food for her.

He didn't explain aloud until after exiting the software, "Only I can see private things."

I don't know if he said it was a mobile phone, or a woman's wallpaper on the phone screen.

But Pei Yi didn't give him the freedom to indulge this time, and looked at him seriously, "Fu Jing, I'm not discussing with you."

"Either delete it, or replace it."

Seeing that her expression changed to seriousness, Fu Jing suddenly panicked, and directly changed to her daily photos.

The speed response can be described as extremely fast.

"Changed."

Seeing this, Pei Yicai lazily raised her eyes to look at him, caught the panic in his eyes, and smiled lightly.

Nesting comfortably on his chest again, "Yeah."

Seeing the corner of her mouth smiling, Fu Jing hastily leaned forward and kissed her lightly, "Aren't you angry?"

"You don't care about me!" Pei Yi gave him a pampered look, that small appearance could break a man's soul.

Fu Jing, whose heart was trembling, pushed her down on the sofa, stared at her with deep eyes, and gently rubbed her lips with his fingertips. .seven

"Well, try to stare at me again?"

For the seductive woman in front of her who doesn't know it, the more you taste it, the more seductive she becomes.

Pei Yi opened her mouth and bit his finger lightly, and when she smiled coquettishly hooked his heart, "Try it, what's the matter?"

Try, try, how, what, what...

The flattering tone almost made Fu Jing unable to hold back, and his breathing gradually became a little rough.

"Don't hook me baby."

Fu Jing, who slowly bent down, felt the softness through the clothes, and her lips fell to her ear, "I don't care about you, you know?"

Pei Yi, who was deliberately playing with fire, raised her long legs and lightly rubbed against his trouser legs, "Boss Fu, can't you afford it?"

The Adam's apple rolled suddenly, causing his muscles to tense, and her reflection was entwined in his lustful dark eyes.

"Yiyi, do you know what it means to play with fire and set yourself on fire?"

Fu Jing, who didn't say anything further, walked directly to the bathroom with the woman in his arms.

Proof in action.

It wasn't until after the one hastily ended that Fu Jing came out again holding the woman who had changed into a nightgown, with lust still undispelled in his eyes.

He lowered his head and kissed her bright red lips, as if to comfort her.

Just at this moment, the delivery call came again.

Fu Jing, who was on the verge of speaking, had no choice but to answer the phone first, "Well, come in directly."

After hanging up, he walked to open the door.

Sitting on the sofa, the corners of Pei Yi's mouth were still sour. Thinking of the scene just now, the redness of her ears became deeper and deeper, and her earlobes became hot.

Fu Jing, who came with dinner, saw her blushing and distracted, and guessed what the woman was thinking at this moment.

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, he put the dinner on the dining table, opened it one by one and arranged it.

"Honey, are you still thinking about it?"

Pei Yi, who was suddenly hugged by the man, suddenly came back to her senses, looked into the man's smiling and deep eyes, and quickly looked away.

Pretend to be angry, preemptively, "Is it annoying?"

Guessing the woman's little thoughts, Fu Jing didn't expose her, but just leaned over and put her on the dining chair.

He took apart the disposable chopsticks and handed them to her, "Eat first."

The two ate quietly, and after expressing their hearts, they were not as silent as before, and chattering sounded from time to time.

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"Fu Jing, I want to taste yours." Pei Yi had been staring at his food for a long time, but the man never moved.

She pursed her lips tightly and stared at the man's reaction.

Fu Jing had always been aware of the woman's gaze. Seeing that she hadn't said anything, he patiently didn't ask.

Hearing that he wanted to eat his meal, feeling helpless in the doting, he directly reached out to exchange the dinner for the two of them.

"Eat."

Fu Jingqian looked at her with pursed lips, and asked, "Is it delicious?"

Pei Yi, who just wanted a change of taste, replied calmly, "Average."

"Then change it back?" Fu Jing, who was deliberately teasing her, was about to reach out, but was frightened away by the woman's gaze.

In the end, Pei Yi, who didn't eat much, didn't eat much.

But she didn't want to waste it, so she forced the rest of the meal to the man.

After finishing his official business in the study, the self-disciplined Fu Jing didn't go back to the bedroom first, but went to the gym on the second floor to exercise hard.

bedroom.

After washing up, Pei Yi was sitting on the carpeted floor in pajamas, with a pair of glasses on the bridge of her nose.

Her design drafts are scattered all over the tea-colored glass coffee table.

Holding a pen in his right hand, he would revise his dissatisfaction from time to time.

Fu Jing, who had just finished exercising, only wore sweatpants. His muscular upper body showed off his muscular lines, and there were still some beads of sweat on it.

As soon as he opened the door of the bedroom, he saw the woman working seriously at this moment.

He wanted to take a nightgown and go to the bathroom to take a shower, but after thinking about it, his steps suddenly changed direction and walked directly to her side.

After glancing at her design draft, she casually asked, "Do you need a male model?"

Pei Yi, who was further revising the manuscript, didn't even lift her eyes, "I've already contacted you."

As everyone knows, her words made the narrow-minded man jealous.

Fu Jing, who pretended to be fine, asked again, "Domestic?"

"International male model."