Poor little in the Shura field

Xue Yu's lips were pitifully swollen, but she looked unexpectedly delicious.

There were some sticky water stains around the lips, and the flesh was rubbed red. Fu Yang's eyes burned when he saw it, and he moved it away hastily, as if he was annoyed by his behavior of taking advantage: "I didn't do this before."

Who cares what happened to you before?

Xue Yu was so angry, and at the same time felt a little guilty, he didn't know how to explain to the system that he was about to fail before he started the task.

How did things develop like this...

How could Fu Yang kiss him?

Xue Yu breathed in the fresh air hurriedly, her hands curled up on her knees were bright red, and after thinking about it for a while, she was distracted by her mouth that was still hurting, and he touched her with her hand, and the pain "hissed" again. .

You bastard... If it wasn't for Fu Yang being the protagonist in this world, Xue Yu couldn't help but give him a break.

The car queue that had been standing still for a long time finally moved.

Xue Yu backed away the whole time, and stood next to the car door, her face was red and hot, and his swollen lips could still be reflected in the window.

He was really angry, and he didn't say a word to Fu Yang until he got off the car and returned to the apartment building.

Fu Yang realized his mistake, that mouth that was so eloquent in Vanity Fair would not be able to utter a single word now.

But every ten minutes or so, he would come to Xue Yu nonchalantly and ask, "Do you have any laundry to do?"

There is only one washing machine in the apartment. Usually, the three of them will set a fixed time and take turns washing their dirty clothes, and no one will disturb the other.

Xue Yu has something to wash, the clothes she changed yesterday are still there, but she doesn't want to talk to Fu Yang at this meeting.

Fu Yang was not discouraged either. He came in with a cup full of water after a while, stared at Xue Yu's mouth for a while, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Does it still hurt? Do you want some water?"

Xue Yu glared at him, without looking at him with her pretty eyes, and said indifferently: "Get lost."

After Fu Yang came in for the third time and started talking to him about trivial matters, Xue Yu finally got annoyed, walked to the door a few steps, raised her face and asked, "Are you annoyed?"

The tall man drooped his eyelids, and his tone was no longer casual: "Because you are still angry with me."

"Is it okay if I don't get angry?" Xue Yu didn't think that being kissed would do anything, he just fell on the same dog and was bitten twice, and now he wanted Fu Yang to stop bothering him: "I Don't be angry, don't talk to me, okay?"

Fu Yang raised his wrinkled eyelids. With his height, he could see any part of Xue Yu's face clearly, and he could see that soft and red mouth just by lowering his eyes. , he just came across it not long ago.

It cannot be denied that he is really abnormal.

Otherwise, at this time, staring at Xue Yu's mouth, he would not have asked without warning and quite suddenly.

"Then can I kiss you?"

"I asked for your permission this time."

Xue Yu: "..."

Xue Yu: "...???"

Are you finished?

The eyes that were naturally attractive were rounded a little by fright, and that small face looked unbelievable and unbelievable.

"Have you and Xie Qingyun kissed many times?" Fu Yang never took his eyes off, and suddenly changed the subject, his tone was sour and jealous, almost sour: "I think too, I must be better than him. "

Xue Yu looked ashamed, her fingertips were trembling with anger, she raised her head a little and said: "I think you are really sick, don't block the door."

He had never seen this kind of person before, and while asking him if he had kissed other people many times, he said that kind of thing again, and it was very painful for him, how could he have the face to say that he must be better than others?

Xue Yu couldn't stay any longer, she turned around and wanted to leave, but in the next second, she was gently brought back by the man's shoulders.

He couldn't move, he could only be forced to nest in Fu Yang's arms, bit his mouth out of Bai Daozi angrily, "Are you crazy? You miss your relatives so much, find someone else, don't bother me."

"Just want to be with you."

Holding Xue Yu's pink and white chin, Fu Yang smelled the thick fragrance from his mouth, his whole body was dizzy from the fragrance, and he couldn't think clearly, and said a hooligan-like sentence: "Open your mouth, please."

It is a word of pleading.

But his eyelids drooped slightly, and he didn't seem to care about the answer he would get. Whether Xue Yu said yes or no, it was not very important.

Xue Yu glared at him with her eyes, and there was a thin and dense blush at the end of her eyes.

It's just that it's cute, the eyelashes seem to be equipped with some switches, and they tremble non-stop when encountering embarrassing things.

A man with a successful career obviously has a lot of bad intentions. When Xue Yu made up his mind to keep his mouth shut and ignore others, he lowered his head and took a bite on that plump lip. Opportunity goes in.

Xue Yu's lips were too soft, he had experience this time, he sucked and licked it lightly, at first he was still a little gentle, until he heard Xue Yu groan in protest, his head exploded.

……

Xue Yu was so kissed that she couldn't stand up, her slender legs in white cotton socks trembled unsteadily, and a dark mark slid down from the hand that was touching the door.

"Enough, enough..." Xue Yu's voice was pitiful.

It is said that a man who is almost 30 years old should be restrained and steady, but Xue Yu doesn't think so, Fu Yang will be very fierce and anxious to himself, when he presses the opponent's chin to avoid, the man will chase his lips suck it up.

Because of the movement of the man holding his waist and lifting him up, his toes are tense, and both legs stand on tiptoe, so that it is convenient for the man to swallow him and eat.

Xue Yu doesn't like kissing, he doesn't know if kissing is like with Fu Yang, the mouth is forcibly pried open, and the inside is very painful.

It was so uncomfortable.

"How could it be enough? Kiss for a while longer." The man would grab his hand when he was scratching, coaxing shamelessly.

The fair and beautiful face was as red as petals, the lips were swollen, and Xue Yu was so soft that she couldn't straighten her waist. It was only at this moment that the man played his gentlemanly role and snorted Xue Yu who was humming like a newborn kitten. Yu hugged onto the sofa.

Before Xue Yu had a moment to catch her breath, her lips were sunken again, and the muffled hum was forced out by Fu Yang's impatient kiss.

It was a very soft hum, which couldn't cover other sounds at all, such as the crisp sound of the lock spring being released now.

Xue Yu's chin was wet, and she was shivering from the wind that was pouring in from outside, and she raised her wet eyes blankly, showing a pitiful look.

Fu Yang's face was full of irritability of being disturbed.

The man who was covered in wind and snow at the door was tall and tall, with pale brows and eyes that were indifferent and cold. He was wearing a knee-length coat with a high-necked sweater inside, giving him an icy demeanor.

His eyes slid over Xue Yu whose mouth and cheeks were flushed, looking lively and fragrant, and he paused for a while, as if he just realized what happened.

His eyes were frighteningly cold, he paused every word, and his tone of voice carried a terrifying aura of wanting to bite everything: "Fu Yang—"