[Rebirth] Master Fu, your wife is a demon again

Su Yan couldn't stop the man's hand after all.

Su Yan never stopped what Fu Siyan really wanted to do.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been tossed so badly in his previous life, he was hurt for good, and he was hurt again when he got better, and the cycle went on and on.

He has become a frequent visitor of Fu's family doctor.

Su Yan had already closed his eyes since his hands were held down and the man started to take off his pants with one hand.

Trembling all over.

Trembling with tension.

But obedient, as if he had already made the mental preparation to be checked and checked, and then he would be done.

Fu Siyan looked at the tragic expression of the little guy who went to death generously, obviously he should feel uncomfortable that the little guy didn't want to do things with him that can only be done between husband and wife, but he couldn't help but curl his lips.

Tsk, what expressions are cute.

How can you be so seductive.

If the hook continues like this, he will really be unable to restrain himself.

"Don't be afraid, I won't touch you."

The man rubbed the young man's ankles, his white and slender legs were particularly eye-catching.

When the whiteness is dyed with other colors, it will look extraordinarily dazzling.

The injury to the knee is worrying.

No matter how great the desire is, it can't compare with the pity for the youth.

Fu Siyan played with the delicate and lovely feet that were a few sizes smaller and much prettier than his own, while suppressing the beast that was about to break out of its cage.

Even without doing anything, the body is suppressed to the extreme, but the spirit is greatly satisfied.

The way the little guy let him do what he did was so seductive to the extreme.

But soon, Fu Siyan discovered that there was never any extreme.

There is no most attractive, only more attractive.

Su Yan, who had his eyes closed, opened them, blinked and then stared at the man, until his round eyes were full of men.

Even more attractive than before.

Su Yan moved his itchy feet and stared even more vigorously.

He was obviously touched by Fu Siyan inside and out, but the man said that he would not touch him.

I believe you ghost oh.

Just as he took off his pants, Su Yan closed his eyes.

But closing your eyes doesn't mean you don't know anything.

The temporary closure of vision makes other senses more acute.

Su Yan could clearly feel that the man's hand stayed and circled under his belly, and even played Xiaoyan.

When going down again, I didn't forget to pinch the soft flesh on the inside of his thigh.

After finally taking off his pants, he could check his leg injury, and said he would not touch his Fu Siyan, but kept putting his hands on his feet to torment him!

It's really Fu Siyan's mouth, a deceitful ghost.

Don't even trust punctuation marks!

Fu Siyan was very surprised by the way Su Xiaoyan stared at him, and couldn't help but want to reach out and touch him.

Su Yan, whose hands were no longer bound, hid back.

Not at all afraid of the man's cold face, he groaned, "Don't touch my face with your touched hand, it's dirty."

Fu Siyan paused.

I was a little surprised that the little guy was so delicate that he even disliked his own feet.

Just about to switch hands to touch Su Xiaoyan's cheek and eyes.

Su Yan, who has been bullied for a long time, doesn't want to let him do whatever he wants.

Because Su Yan knew very well that if he didn't like him a little bit, a man wouldn't touch him.

Not to mention...

Molesting his body.

Fu Siyan likes him, and will definitely like him more and more.

She would even love him enough to give her life for him.

This cognition made Su Xiaoyan swell in an instant.

I am also more courageous.

Su Yan, who dared to open a dyeing workshop on Fu Siyan's head when he got a point, nimbly avoided the man's hand stretched towards him, and grabbed the man's wrist.

Fu Siyan raised his eyebrows.

Su Xiaoyan doesn't have much strength, the man can easily counter it.

But he didn't.

Enjoying Su Xiaoyan's rare initiative, Fu Siyan waited to see what the little guy was going to do, with a hint of anticipation in his eyes.

Su Yan smiled slyly, and suddenly quickened his movements.

Turned the man's palm suddenly, and then pressed it in the man's direction.

That's right, he wants the man to touch his face with his hands!

Before Fu Siyan could react, the hand that touched Su Xiaoyan's feet unexpectedly made intimate contact with Fu Siyan's cheek.

Fu Siyan: ...

Ha ha ha.

He guessed wrong again, his daughter-in-law's courage may be much greater than fingernails.

How dare you treat him like this.

After completing the goal, Su Yan retreated quickly, lifted the quilt and covered himself, his eyebrows and eyes were bent with a smile, and his shoulders shrugged while holding back the smile.

"I hate him for not letting me touch my face, but instead touch my face with this hand."

Fu Siyan bullied himself on top of the quilt.

Deliberately avoiding Su Xiaoyan's injured leg, the man only pressed the young man's upper body.

"Good luck, Su Xiaoyan."

The man's gloomy voice carried an indescribable sense of oppression, but it didn't frighten Su Yan who was curled up in the quilt anymore.

Su Yan avoided the man's teasing hand stretched into the quilt, and couldn't hold back his laughter any longer.

"Don't, don't scratch...haha itchy..."

Su Yan is ticklish.

I had no choice but to pretend to struggle wildly, and then let out a "hiss", and frowned.

Fu Siyan immediately stopped and got up, afraid that Su Xiaoyan would hurt his wound again in order to hide from him.

"Does your leg hurt?"

"Um……"

The young man sniffed, his voice was soft and waxy, and the drawn-out tone seemed very pitiful.

Fu Siyan clenched his hands into fists: "I'm sorry..."

"Then don't be angry, okay?"

The young man sniffed again, the anxiety of doing something bad made him shrink back under the quilt, only revealing a pair of clear eyes.

"You see, you don't even mind the hand that touched your feet, I..."

I just want you to try, the feeling of being touched by hands that have touched your feet.

Before he finished speaking, Fu Siyan interrupted.

"I do not mind."

"Ok?"

"I don't mind your feet." Fu Siyan fished him out of the quilt, lifted Su Xiaoyan's uninjured leg slightly, and moved his cheek close to it.

There was an intimate contact between the feet and the cheeks.

Fu Siyan had Bingshan's face paralyzed, without showing any displeasure.

Even kissed him close.

Su Yan couldn't bear to move his toes, and his round toes gently scratched the man's cheek, which made Fu Siyan's heart itch.

Those eyes that had always been as calm as stagnant water became dark again.

There was something unusual in the man's voice: "Your feet are not dirty, and I don't hate this kind of action."

Su Yan was so startled that his mouth opened into an O shape.

For, in order to prove that what he said was true, Fu Siyan must have tried too hard.

I was secretly delighted that Fu Siyan liked him more than a little bit.

At this moment, the man's face left the youth's feet.

"Baby, what I mind is that you touch me in a way that you think is dirty. This perception makes you very unhappy."

If Lao Gong is unhappy, the baby will suffer.

In the next moment, Fu Siyan, with an irresistible gesture, pressed his face that had touched his feet against Su Yan's tender cheeks forcibly, and rubbed them affectionately again and again.

Su Yan: 〣(oΔo)〣