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Fu Zhaochen walked over and hugged Sheng Yiruo's shoulders, and said in a reproachful tone, "You're disobedient, you can come to this kind of place casually?"

Ye Yucheng's face darkened, his eyes were cold and gloomy, "What do Mr. Fu mean by this? I am a dragon's pond and a tiger's lair?"

"No way," Fu Zhaochen snorted coldly, "It's just that the corners are full of dirt."

When the voice fell, the room was so quiet that a needle could be heard.

Fu Zhaochen glanced at the snacks that Ye Yucheng prepared for Sheng Yiruo, and his brows frowned even tighter.

He had seen this brand of cakes and desserts more than once. In Sheng's house, in Sheng Yixia's ward, Fu Zhaochen thought they were Sheng Yixia's favorite desserts, so he once bought them as gifts.

Sheng Yixia got angry on the spot, threw all the cakes out, and muttered, "He hurt me...he did it on purpose."

Afterwards, Fu Zhaochen sent those cakes for testing, and there was no harmful ingredient in them.

Now, seeing this cake again, doubts flashed in Fu Zhaochen's heart again.

Sheng Yiruo found where his eyes fell, and she clung to his ear, "I didn't eat."

Fu Zhaochen hugged her tightly, and said to Ye Yucheng, "The nightclub is fine, let's go first."

Ye Yucheng hurriedly came back to his senses, he put his hands in the pockets of his trousers, holding them in a gentle manner.

"I'll let Chu Yan see you off."

Fu Zhaochen ignored him, hugged Sheng Yiruo and left.

Ye Yucheng squinted at the back of the two leaving, his face was cold and gloomy, he pondered for a moment and showed a faint smile.

Chu Yan turned back, a little aggrieved, "Sir, have we indulged Fu Zhaochen and Sheng Yiruo too much?"

"Have it?"

Ye Yucheng sorted out the documents on the table, "The two of them are going to have a big "happy" event soon, and it's normal to be high-profile."

Chu Yan paused slightly, the corners of his mouth raised, "I just don't know if Fu Zhaochen will protect Sheng Yiruo like he is now."

Ye Yucheng shook his head, "They are all men, who can accept their own woman sleeping in another man's bed?"

He laughed darkly, "Unless Fu Zhaochen likes cuckolds."

On the other side, Fu Zhaochen protected Sheng Yiruo and got into the car.

The car drove a long way, but Fu Zhaochen didn't speak. Sheng Yiruo knew that Fu Zhaochen thought she was reckless, so she put her hand on his shoulder, and she stretched out her finger to touch his Adam's apple.

"elder brother..."

Fu Zhaochen supported the two-way disk with one hand, and pulled her hand down with the other to hold it tightly, "Yi Ruo, don't you know that Ye Yucheng's mansion is very deep? How dare you go to see him alone?"

"Isn't he still my nominal brother-in-law?"

Sheng Yiruo's eyes darkened a little, "With this status, he dare not do anything to me. Besides...he has always been very kind to me, because my sister dotes on me, and he also loves me."

Fu Zhaochen took a deep breath, he had already noticed Ye Yucheng's "indulgence" with Sheng Yiruo.

Ye Yucheng dealt with everyone in the Sheng family, except Sheng Yiruo.

Aside from those photos, she was not substantially harmed. Compared to Sheng Jinyan and Sheng Yiheng's disappearance, Sheng Yixia's depression, Rong Lin's disheartened heart, and Sheng Yiming's decadent struggle.

What Sheng Yiruo felt the most was "poverty", and it was "poverty" with the help of the Fu family, but her life in essence was not different from before.

For a moment, Fu Zhaochen wondered what kind of emotion Ye Yucheng had towards Sheng Yiruo?Will it be forbidden love?

Thinking of this, he tightened his grip on the steering wheel and the hand that held Sheng Yiruo.

Sheng Yiruo was in pain, "Zhaochen, you hurt me."

Fu Zhaochen let go of his hand, and he speeded up the car with a steady mind...

For the next few days, Fu Zhaochen was depressed. It wasn't until the day before the dinner that he checked the makeup, hair, and stylist for Sheng Yiruo that he smiled a little.

At night, Sheng Yiruo coaxed Fu Zhaochen with a men's mask.

"Brother, in order to be in a good state tomorrow," Sheng Yiruo let him lie on the recliner, "I decided to apply a mask for you."

Fu Zhaochen, who had just taken a shower, closed his eyes and meditated, "Do you think I'm old?"

"No, you're only 26 years old. It's a good time." Sheng Yiruo tore off the mask bag and took out the mask paper to stick on Fu Zhaochen's face. "And your skin is rare and delicate, and it's in very good condition."

Hearing her careful praise, Fu Zhaochen suppressed a smile, and saw Sheng Yiruo pour out the essence in the bag and paste it on his face.

His nerves jumped slightly, his voice was hoarse, "Uh, this essence..."

After finishing speaking, his eyes drifted down to Sheng Yiruo's small waist.

Thinking of this, Fu Zhaochen swallowed dryly, and he stretched out his hand to lift Sheng Yiruo's white short sleeves. The little red rabbit on the white waist was still jumping and swaggering, arousing the evil fire in his abdomen.

Sheng Yiruo could see Fu Zhaochen leaning over his thigh in embarrassment.

She couldn't help laughing, then got up, "You apply it first, and I'll take a shower."

Fu Zhaochen looked at it with his mobile phone, "Hmm..."

Perhaps the light in the bedroom was not turned on, so under the bright light, Fu Zhaochen felt a little abrupt, and Sheng Yiruo's smug and playful appearance just now was obviously laughing at him.

In the bathroom, there was the sound of running water at first, and then the sound of water being poured on the body.

Fu Zhaochen's eyes showed Sheng Yiruo's most primitive appearance, her big watery and soft eyes when he made her cry.

Panting heavily, he got up, took off the mask on his face, and then went to the second bedroom to wash his face.

When Sheng Yiruo came out to dry his hair, the light in the bedroom was dimly dimmed.

She looked around but didn't see Fu Zhaochen, but there was a jewelry decoration box from her studio on the double bed between the two of them.

She was curious about what was inside, so she sat on the bed to unpack the box, opening layer by layer to see the jewelry box.

Sheng Yiruo's heart was beating like a drum, what she was thinking was whether Fu Zhaochen wanted to propose to her?

At this time, Fu Zhaochen had already come out of the cloakroom, he lowered his eyes to look at Sheng Yiruo who was so focused on unpacking, but he didn't notice him.

Opening the jewelry box, it turned out to be the waist chain that Sheng Yiruo was wearing before. At first, she thought it was left in the villa where she and Fu Zhaochen went to Santorini for the first time, but she didn't expect it to be with him all the time.

This waist chain was asked by her mother Rong Lin in Guojue Temple to keep her safe and increase peach blossoms.

At that time, she thought that Fu Zhaochen and Duan Yuhe were together, and she was depressed, always crying at every turn, and her mother begged her for this.

Rong Lin, Sheng Yiruo's mother, said, "From now on, our little rabbit will be safe and happy, with peach blossoms all over us, and Zhaochen will never leave you again."

She muttered to herself, "Mom, Fu Zhaochen didn't leave me."

Fu Zhaochen, who was standing behind her, paused for a while, and then leaned on him, "I will never leave you."

After finishing speaking, he hooked her chin to make her turn her head, and kissed her impatiently.

He pried open her lips and teeth with the tip of his tongue, grabbing the fragrance in her mouth.

Sheng Yiruo was indulging in his kiss, because last time she went to see Ye Yucheng alone, he was always unhappy, neither did the two of them.

The enthusiasm every few days was like a erupting volcano, full of passion, melting the two of them like molten lava.

Fu Zhaochen peeled off Sheng Yiruo's nightdress, then took the waist chain with golden bells and tied it around her thin white waist.

With fiery lips, he kissed her waist inch by inch along the waist chain.

The moment Fu Zhaochen hooked the tip of his tongue around the waist chain, Jin Ling's clear and clear voice let Sheng Yiruo's tense nerves relax, and after being kissed by him, he became tense again.

She couldn't help raising her buttocks, and pushed Fu Zhaochen's head with both hands, "Brother, stop making trouble, I can't stand it..."

Fu Zhaochen didn't stop, but went to kiss the birthmark of the little rabbit.

Fu Zhaochen is a man who takes care of his other half's emotions and feelings.

"Obviously I like it, but actually...I like it too."

After the words were finished, Fu Zhaochen continued. The two legs on his shoulders trembled slightly until the insteps of his feet were stretched, and the toes were slightly red from the exertion.

After Sheng Yiruo gasped, Fu Zhaochen started another journey that belonged to him.

After a long time, the sense of pleasure pushed him to the top of the cloud of desire like a stormy sea.

He leaned on Sheng Yiruo's slender shoulders, using his scorching and hard muscle lines to give her a charming spring look.

Sheng Yiruo stroked the muscles beside his spine, an unprecedented sense of emptiness made her drowsy.

At night, Sheng Yiruo had a long dream.

She dreamed that a little green snake crawled onto her bed, and finally curled up on her stomach and fell asleep...