The powerful pet of a wealthy family, he is very good at coaxing the husband of the chief executive.

Fu Muhan rubbed Song Xingyu's head, then moved forward and kissed her on the forehead, "Go to bed early, I will take the time to take you back."

When Fu Muhan was about to retreat, Song Xingyu put her hands around his neck and said in a soft voice, "Muhan, let's go to the last step, shall we?"

Song Xingyu knew that Fu Muhan respected her, but she really liked him and didn't think there was anything wrong with having sex before marriage.

He was willing to be patient for his own sake, and she could be bolder for his sake.

What's more, she has long been greedy for his body.

Fu Muhan's breathing suddenly became hot, but thinking of the "warning" from his future uncle on the phone, he gritted his teeth and refused, "Be good, wait until you graduate."

Song Xingyu was naturally dissatisfied with this answer. What did it matter whether he graduated or not?

Emila doesn’t even know how many boyfriends she has had!

Song Xingyu said nothing, and slowly moved his left hand down, sliding it through the collar of Fu Muhan's nightgown.

Her voice became softer, "But, I really like my brother's abs."

Song Xingyu leaned forward and blew against Fu Muhan's ear, "I want to touch it."

Fu Muhan's Adam's apple rolled, and his voice was hoarse as he said, "Then let me touch it."

Before, Fu Muhan was afraid that he wouldn't be able to bear it and would eat her, so he wouldn't let her touch him every time.

As soon as he finished speaking, a soft, boneless hand was already placed on his abdominal muscles, stroking back and forth inch by inch.

The blood all over Fu Muhan's body began to boil, especially as the heat waves surged up one place after another.

"Stop touching." Fu Muhan stopped Song Xingyu's hand.

He couldn't stand it if he touched it any more.

Fu Muhan's blue eyes turned red, and Song Xingyu knew that he had already thought about it.

"Okay, stop touching."

She moved up slowly, and when Fu Jinghan thought she was going to take out her hands and let go, she pushed the bathrobe open with both hands.

"I'll give you a kiss."

Instead of touching, kiss instead.

When Fu Muhan was stunned by her words, his soft lips had already fallen.

The vague breath sprayed on the skin, making Fu Muhan feel itchy.

Song Xingyu raised his eyes, with a smile on his lips, "Sir, the fire has been lit, do you still have to wait?"

If you look carefully, the long eyelashes are still trembling slightly.

How could Song Xingyu not be nervous when doing such a thing for the first time?

The seductive methods she just used were taught by Emila.

Fu Muhan's back teeth were almost broken.

After enduring it for so long, how could he stand Song Xingyu's teasing?

Seeing that he didn't speak, Song Xingyu thought that he still didn't want to come, and when he was about to knock him down, he was already suppressed.

The pajamas on his body were instantly shattered.

Breath taken away.

Pink bubbles filled the room.

Finally being able to do the most intimate things with the person she likes, Song Xingyu was nervous and excited.

At that time, he still held the dominant position, and all the reactions at this meeting were already under the guidance of Fu Muhan.

The two of them are like a dry mountain forest in autumn. When they encounter a spark, they immediately get out of control.

Everything was so easy, but at this moment, Fu Muhan suddenly stopped, "No."

Song Xingyu looked at Fu Muhan, who was gasping for breath, with confused and fascinated eyes, and most of his eyes were filled with grievance.

It's already this time, is he still thinking about waiting until after graduation?

Seeing the crystal tears in her beautiful eyes, Fu Muhan said anxiously: "Baby, there is nothing we can do now."

He had no intention of touching Song Xingyu, so he naturally didn't prepare anyone to have sex. Plus, Song Xingyu was still young, so he wouldn't let her get pregnant so quickly.

At this moment, the feeling that the arrow was on the string but could not be launched was tormenting Fu Muhan, and he tried hard to restrain it.

I was afraid that Song Xingyu would think too much, so I didn't rush to the bathroom to put out the fire immediately.

The feeling of being burned destroyed Fu Muhan's sanity.

His thoughts were distracted by other war lords, and it took Song Xingyu a while to understand what he meant.

"I...I have it in my bag." She whispered with a blush.

On the second day after moving into Crist Palace, Emila found out and stuffed a few small squares into her bag.

She never found a chance to throw it away.

Fu Muhan's eyes became even hotter. He lowered his head and kissed Song Xingyu, "Good boy, where is your bag?"

"Just...right on the table."

As soon as she finished speaking, Fu Muhan had already gotten out of bed and strode towards the table.

There was an exquisite small square bag on the table. Fu Muhan picked it up, opened it, rummaged through it, and walked towards the bed.

Originally it was just a little hope, but when he saw the small square, Fu Muhan's blue eyes lit up.

After taking out all the small squares in the bag, Fu Muhan threw Song Xingyu's bag on the bedside table.

The small square that emila threw in Song Xingyu's bag was large, which was naturally suitable for Fu Muhan.

With nothing to stop them, the two completed a wonderful journey.

At the end, Fu Muhan whispered in the ear of Song Xingyu, who was about to fall asleep: "Baby, prepare more next time."

Song Xingyu fell asleep.

**

When Li Wanxuan woke up and saw the message from Zhan Junyan, the boredom accumulated in the past few days was swept away.

She replied the message: [Okay hubby, waiting for you to kiss me.jpg]

After sending the message, Li Wanyan went to wash up while humming a song happily.

Her good mood was even felt by Wang Fang and others. When Wang Fang served her porridge, she couldn't help but ask, "Miss, why are you so happy today?"

Li Wanyuan didn't hide anything, "Jun Yan will be back tonight."

When Wang Fang heard this, she was also happy for her, "My uncle is finally done with his work. If he continues to be busy like this, I will almost get lovesick."

Listening to Wang Fang's joking words, Li Wanyan called her, "Aunt Fang~"

Wang Fang smiled and said, "Miss, I have been depressed because of my uncle these days, so I finally don't have to continue."

Li Wanyan drank the white porridge, feeling sweet in her heart.

He has been in a bad mood these past few days and his work efficiency has been low, so Li Wanyuan took advantage of his good mood to quickly deal with the accumulated work.

When he was in a good mood, he was really efficient in getting things done. Before five o'clock, Li Wanyuan had finished the work.

Li Wanyuan stretched out and took two sips of water.

Thinking that it was still early, Zhan Junyan would not be back until around six o'clock, so she was not in a hurry to go out.

Suddenly remembering something, Li Wanyuan stood up and came to the safe.

She wanted to see the note left behind from the agreement.

Li Wanyan pressed the password Zhan Junyan told her before, but it was prompted that the password was wrong.

"Remember this is it?" Li Wanyan muttered softly and tried again.

Still an error message.

Is it a mistake?

Li Wanyan frowned and thought for a while, then changed a series of other numbers.

Since his birthday had not been opened, Li Wanyan pressed his own birthday again, but unexpectedly it was opened.

Thinking that he had changed the password and didn't think to tell himself, Li Wanzhen opened the safe and reached for the watch box without thinking too much.

When he was about to take out the watch box, Li Wanyan noticed the file bag underneath the box...