Fu Shao's little wife is a prophet

There are a lot of nonsense, in short, I just want to be discharged from the hospital.

The corners of Wen Qingyue's mouth twitched slightly, and she frowned in disgust, "Mr. Fu, do other people know that you looked like this when you were in love?"

He was obviously the cold and cold CEO Fan, why did he suddenly become a clingy wolfdog?Sassy words also blurted out.

Fu Han looked innocent, and said calmly: "I only fall in love with you, so of course others don't know about it."

This makes sense.

Wen Qingyue looked up at him, stretched out her hand to describe his upright and outstanding facial features, and rubbed the pad of her index finger back and forth on the bridge of his nose, "Should I be honored? It's an honor to see a side that no one else can see."

Fu Han lowered his head and bit her finger, and the tip of his tongue swept over her fingertips. Wen Qingyue was so startled by the warm and greasy touch that Wen Qingyue wanted to withdraw her hand, but he could not break free when he held her gently. Her eyelids instantly ignited the fire.

There seemed to be sparks crackling in the void, Wen Qingyue's pupils trembled, and Fu Han's hand——

"Fu Han, you..." She grabbed his evil hand under the quilt in shock, and before she could finish her sentence, his lips covered her, eagerly asking for it.

His kiss was in hot pursuit, irresistible and tender, unknowingly she was pressed by him, her limbs were entangled, she couldn't avoid his kiss, she couldn't get rid of him, and she was even more afraid of struggling movements Big enough to get his wound.

Restraining hands and feet made the fire burn even more intensely.

A warm kiss landed on her slender neck, she was short of breath, grabbed his shoulder and said hastily, "Bastard, why don't you move your hands? You, don't want to be discharged from the hospital?"

The sharp teeth bit his neck irresistibly, and the tip of his tongue licked against the throbbing blood vessels under the skin, as if igniting and boiling the blood in the blood vessels.

"You are too tempting, I can't help it, can you bear it?" Fu Han said hoarsely.

Wen Xiangnunyu was in his arms, she was still his wife, he thought for a long time, how could he bear it.

Wen Qingyue suffocated for breath, her body tensed instantly, the man let out a low laugh, and a hoarse voice came into her ears, "You didn't hold back, you thought about it too."

This sentence exploded Wen Qingyue, but she couldn't push it away, her hands and feet were weak, her breathing was rapid, she bit her lip uncontrollably, and suppressed the voice that was about to overflow in her throat.

Fu Han raised his head and stretched out a hand to caress her cheek, looking fascinated by her distraught appearance, the glare of the light made her eyes glisten, and he forced them to turn red at the end of her eyes.

In the quiet room, there was only their light panting, Wen Qingyue grasped his arm tightly, biting her lips tightly, only the trance lights and the man's fiery eyes were in her sight.

His warm breath sprayed on the side of her ear, and he seduced her with a provocative voice in her ear, "Yueyue... make a sound, I want to hear—"

Wen Qingyue seriously suspected that this man was trying to force her to death, but she gritted her teeth but still couldn't restrain herself from moaning, allowing him to succeed.

Fu Han chuckled, and said in a hoarse voice: "Look, I said I wouldn't tear the wound, I have a measure."

"..."

Wen Qingyue couldn't answer the words, she didn't dare to speak, she could only cover her face in shame and anger, not seeing what she saw.

It's just that the loss of vision makes the feeling more concentrated and more fatal.

She couldn't figure out what went wrong, obviously he wanted it, but in the end he helped her with his hands, so that she couldn't help it.

The most irritating thing is that she can't bear it just by hand, just by hand.

The corners of Wen Qingyue's eyes were red and she was out of breath. He pulled her hands away again, and what she saw was her current appearance reflected in his eyes.

A head of black hair was spread messily on the white pillow, and she was in a coquettish manner of "the beginning of the new Cheng Enze".

Before her breathing calmed down, Fu Han took her hand down, whispered in her ear, "Help me."

Wen Qingyue's mind exploded again, although it wasn't the first time, but no matter how many times, it's a shame, hey!

"Fu Han, I can't do it, you, you do it yourself." She desperately wanted to withdraw her hand, but the man pressed on top of her and pressed her hand to prevent her from escaping.

The panting sound in her ears became more rapid, and she bit her earlobe and said in a low voice: "Don't...you help me, you can't just leave me alone..."

He kissed the side of her ear.

"Yueyue—" Fu Han called her in a low voice.

"Huh?" Wen Qingyue only felt her head buzzing, and she couldn't catch her breath. She only felt that her palms were burning hot and her fingers were sore and weak.

"I love you." Fu Han said to her in a hoarse voice at the last moment, followed by his heavy panting and hot temperature.

Wen Qingyue froze and didn't move for a long time. The emotional "I love you" continued to bombard her brain along with his breathing.

The time seemed to be extending infinitely. After Fu Han calmed down, he kissed the corner of her mouth and said with a smile, "Stupid?"

Wen Qingyue came back to her senses in an instant, her eyebrows frowned, and she pushed him in disgust: "Get up, get up!"

She quickly lifted the quilt and rolled to the other side, turned over and got out of bed, rushed into the bathroom with a swish, and then the sound of water from the sink sounded.

Fu Han let out a muffled laugh, got up slowly, straightened his clothes and trousers, and walked to the toilet.

As soon as he arrived at the door, Wen Qingyue opened the door and came out, bumping into him head-on, her face flushed again, and she hid to the side.

Her blushing appearance was so cute, Fu Han couldn't help teasing her, "Why are you still so shy?"

Wen Qingyue gritted her teeth and stared at him, "Who is like you, shameless!"

Fu Han let out a muffled laugh, Wen Qingyue pushed him into the bathroom in embarrassment, "Go wash yours!"

In the end, because Wen Qingyue's bed was soiled, she could only squeeze his bed with Fu Han, and before going to bed, she didn't forget to complain about his mess.

The aunt who was cleaning the bed tomorrow saw it, and she might not know what to think. She has no face to face anyone, and must be discharged from the hospital at dawn.

……

Early the next morning, Ah Cheng handled the discharge procedures for the two of them, but because of what happened last night, Wen Qingyue threw Fu Han away and took a taxi home first, and warned Fu Han not to follow her, otherwise she would not go with her at night. Back to his villa.

If his wife doesn't go home, this warning is very serious, so Fu Han had no choice but to compromise and go to visit Su Yan first.

Although Su Yan was out of danger, he didn't wake up. Su Wanyu stayed in the ward to take care of him. Seeing that Fu Han wasn't wearing a hospital gown, he asked in surprise, "Ah Han, you, are you going to be discharged from the hospital?"

Fu Han didn't hide it from her, and nodded, "It's not convenient to live in the hospital after all, and it's the same to raise it at home, it's convenient for work."

The main reason is that Wen Qingyue has been discharged from the hospital, and there is no need to stay in the hospital if she is not here.

Su Wanyu looked at the smile that suddenly appeared on his lips, instinctively felt that he was thinking about Wen Qingyue, and felt bitter, "She was also discharged from the hospital?"

This "she" refers to Wen Qingyue, of course, Fu Han nodded slightly, "Well, tell me when Su Yan wakes up, and you take care of yourself, hire a nurse, don't stay up all day, or you'll be fine if you fall ill."