After getting married, he became the favorite of the boss

Shen Yanhe paused, looked down at Fu Yanhe beside him, suddenly stretched out an empty hand, and gently touched his head: "It's okay, I'm still by your side."

"I will always be at your side."

Fu Yanhe narrowed his eyes slightly, and slightly tightened his hold on Shen Yanhe's hand: "You said that."

"No matter what happens in the future, you are not allowed to leave me, let alone mention divorce."

Shen Yanhe raised her eyebrows: "One size belongs to one size. If you cheat on your lover or something, you will still have to divorce."

"Not only Li, I will take all your money away."

Fu Yanhe laughed: "With you here, how could I still look at other women?"

"What's more, my money is yours now."

Shen Yanhe snorted twice, and muttered softly: "Who knows? Your men's hearts are like the sky in June, and they change as soon as they say."

Fu Yanhe was amused in his heart, but he didn't make any excuses. Instead, he held her hand tightly and said slowly, "Yanyan, time will let you understand my feelings for you."

Shen Yanhe's ears were slightly red, and she quickened her pace a little: "Okay, let's go home, my stomach is growling."

The two left the hospital and got into the car.

Half an hour later, the car stopped in front of the villa.

Shen Yanhe pulled Fu Yanhe out of the car, and the two entered the living room hand in hand. Dinner was ready to be placed on the dining table.

The two ate together, took a shower, and sat on the sofa in the living room to watch TV.

"I can only accompany you for one night, and I have to go back to the laboratory tomorrow." Shen Yanhe lazily lay half on the sofa, put her feet on the lap of Fu Yanhe who was sitting beside her, and stretched lazily waist.

As soon as the words fell, she felt a touch of warmth from her ankles.

Shen Yanhe lowered her eyes slightly, and saw that Fu Yanhe's hand was holding her ankle, rubbing her thumb lightly.

On the piece of flesh he touched, a numb itching spread, reaching the tip of her heart.

Shen Yanhe's muscles tensed up a little.

She moved her foot uncomfortably, trying to pull it out of his hand: "itch, let go."

Fu Yanhe looked down at the delicate and small feet in his hands, paused slightly in the movement of rubbing his ankles, raised his eyes to look at her, and spoke calmly, but with a bit of grievance: "I waited so long for the banquet before I waited I came to you for one night."

"Now you don't even want to touch me, Yan Yan, you are so cruel."

Shen Yanhe: "..."

"I'm not unwilling."

She was afraid that she would not be able to control herself!

Fu Yanhe's eyes lit up slightly, before Shen Yanhe could finish speaking, he grabbed her ankle and dragged her to his side.

Then warm big hands pinched her flexible waist, and placed her on his lap. Shen Yanhe subconsciously knelt on the soft knees, and his body fell into his arms.

This movement is smooth and smooth, as if it has been rehearsed thousands of times.

Shen Yanhe raised her head slightly in his arms, and asked him amusedly and angrily, "What do you want to do?"

Fu Yanhe pinched the slender waist of the person in his arms, hugged her a little tighter in his arms, lowered his head and pressed his forehead against her forehead: "What do you think I want to do?"

The light and warm breath fell lightly on Shen Yanhe's cheeks, causing bursts of electric current, making her feel a little weak all over.

Things between adults need not be explained too clearly.

Shen Yanhe's slender eyelashes trembled slightly, she lowered her eyes and dared not look at him, she bit her lips and said, "You want to be here?"

Fu Yanhe stared at the soft crimson lips bitten by her, his eyes were dark.

He raised one hand, pressed it lightly on Shen Yanhe's lips, rubbed it slowly with his thumb, and saved the lips from the white teeth, with a low voice: "If Yan Yan wants to ,I have no opinion."

"Tonight, there are only you and me in the villa."

"Do you want it? Banquet."

Fu Yanhe's voice was obviously very calm, and there was no desire in the movement of rubbing her lips, but there was a bit of sex in plain sight.

The tips of Shen Yanhe's ears were blushing, and the cat's pupils were stained with a bit of crimson. She squinted slightly and looked at him, her red lips parted slightly, holding the finger that was rubbing her red lips.

Fu Yanhe's eyes instantly sank.

She smiled at him, and gently swept his fingertips with her soft tongue: "Of course, yes."

The hand on her waist tightened instantly.

The next second, Fu Yanhe withdrew his hand, and kissed her lips, cheeks, and collarbone warmly and forcefully.

His scorching breath sprayed gently on her skin, his eyes were extremely dark, and his voice was hoarse: "I can't take it anymore, you have to tell me."

"Um……"

-

It seems like a century has passed.

By the time Shen Yanhe woke up from the bed in a daze, it was already the next day.

She thought she had gone to heaven.

Shen Yanhe lay on the bed and felt it. Her body was refreshing, but her whole body was a little sore, and her thighs were even more painful. There were bruises and purple hickeys all over her body, as if she had been bitten by a dog. Same.

The waist is even more sore.

As soon as Shen Yanhe opened her eyes, the man lying beside her noticed it.

The man carefully helped her up from the bed, fed her the warm water he had prepared, and then gently kissed her swollen lips that were radiant with water, and said in a low and gentle voice, "Are you okay?"

After drinking the water, Shen Yanhe calmed down a little bit. She stared at the moist eyes, pushed Fu Yanhe away with great dissatisfaction, and accused him: "You are a bastard. I clearly said no, but you still hold your hand." I……"

I clearly said it, but I couldn't stand it anymore and wanted to talk to him.

As it turned out, he worked even harder and wouldn't stop at all.

And the first time, it was like a different person.

Fu Yanhe was not annoyed when he was scolded, he smiled kindly in his beautiful eyes, and nodded in a good temper: "Yes, it's my fault, I'm a bastard, please don't be angry."

He stretched out his long arms, embraced Shen Yanhe who was retreating, and promised her: "It won't be like this next time."

Shen Yanhe glared at him and ignored him.

At this time, there were traces of being loved by him on her body at this time, and there was a little blush at the end of her eyes, and this look was full of various amorous feelings.

It made Fu Yanhe's eyes darker.

But he also knew that Shen Yanhe couldn't take it anymore, and he would also feel distressed.

Fu Yanhe's warm fingers landed on her waist, gently rubbed her sore waist, lowered his head and kissed her cheek: "Are you hungry? I made some porridge, do you want to eat it?"

The strength of his massage is neither light nor heavy, just right.

Shen Yanhe was pressed comfortably by him, her cat's eyes narrowed slightly, her voice was still hoarse: "Did you cook it yourself?"

The Fu family usually has aunts who cook. Fu Yanhe, as a member of the Fu family, should have his fingers never touched by Yang Chunshui.

Fu Yanhe paused for a moment, his expression unchanged: "I know a little bit, I can enter."

Shen Yanhe yawned: "Okay, I'll go wash up first."

Shen Yanhe withdrew from Fu Yanhe's arms and got out of bed carefully.

The moment she stepped on the soft carpet, the soreness in her legs made her stagger a few steps.

Fu Yanhe got out of bed, put his arms around her waist in time, with a smile on his face: "I'll take you there, don't be brave."

Shen Yanhe gritted her teeth and gave him a hard look: "Beast."

Fu Yanhe picked her up and walked to the bathroom: "Yes, yes, I am a beast."

After washing up, Fu Yanhe carried Shen Yanhe downstairs and put her on the dining table.

He just went to the kitchen to bring out the prepared porridge and prepared dishes.

After eating, Fu Yanhe sent Shen Yanhe to the laboratory.

And when they drove out from the villa, a tattered white car followed behind them.