Anyue''er snorted softly, her eyes were flowing and her bones were fragrant.

    She turned over and sat on Fu Shaoyun.

    Although I don''t like this too gloomy man, his kung fu really makes her want to live and die. It can make her happy and achieve her goal. Anyue''er never thinks it''s a problem or even proud of it.

    She is a self-supporting beauty, and has 100% control over men. As long as she wants, no man can escape her. She can be charming, charming and charming.

    But of all the men.

    Besides, Fu Shaoxin.

    That seemingly romantic, but difficult to do like to capture a defensive fortress without the slightest loophole.

    Her eyes darkened, as if to prove her charm, her hands hooked Fu Shaoyun''s neck like a snake.

    Lips gently, eyes like silk.

    The body slightly forward, the chest a spray thin round without reservation to the man''s eyes, Fu Shaoyun eyes in the undercurrent surging, as if a Wang Wang can not see the bottom of the deep well, his Adam''s apple gently rolling, it seems that some feelings can not help.

    Anyou''er looks at him with satisfaction.

    Ann Yiman, the man who has touched your heart, the man who can give up your life, is under me now, do you see?

    Oh.

    With a hook of her finger, she pulled off the bath towel that Fu Shaoyun had put on her body. She felt the heat under her body. Anyou''er''s eyes were flattered and her body slid down gently. Her fingers slowly drifted from his belly to his crotch, and then flipped along the most sensitive part.

    Bent over, a kiss fell gently over his belly.

    Fu Shaoyun''s breathing became heavier and heavier. He felt his soft tongue wandering on him and lit clusters of flames.

    He lifted anyou''er''s buttocks and landed them on his waist, then lifted her up.

    Anyue''er exclaimed excitedly. She was petite and hung on the 1.8-meter-old Fu Shaoyun without any difficulty.

    Fu Shaoyun holds her, walks into the bedroom, throws her on the bed, bullies the body, the overbearing kiss covers up, as if wants to tear her, smashes.

    Anyou''er chuckles, wrapping his legs around his waist and sending himself as a gift.

    As she hooked him, she reached out to unbutton her skirt.

    Fu Shaoyun mercilessly pressed her hand firmly on her head, put the other hand on her chest, squeezed it hard, and then tore it easily.

    There was a hiss.

    White Chiffon in his hands scattered a bed, his kiss along her white neck and down, stay in a beautiful red, lips and teeth move.

    Anyou''er made a joyful and seemingly forbearing voice.

    "Do you want it?"

    Fu Shaoyun''s voice seems to come across the sand, there is a faint temptation and hoarseness.

    He put his hand on her pink underwear, gently poked with his middle finger, and raised a evil smile at the corners of his mouth.

    "Well? Do you want it? "

    Anyue''er had been kneaded by him for a long time. She was soft as if she were in the clouds, and she needed to fill a huge void. She narrowed her eyes and blushed.

    Bashful nodded: "well, yes, give it to me."

    Fu Shaoyun laughs coldly. As soon as her face changes, she lifts her whole body to the wall.

    "Get me the design drawings."

    "But... It''s confidential. I''m afraid I can''t get it." An youer''s attachment to Fu Shaoyun feels empty. The whole person is like an octopus and can''t be entangled.

    "I believe you have a way." Fu Shaoyun''s voice was cold and evil, and his fingers inadvertently penetrated anyou''er''s body. Anyou''er shivered, not knowing whether it was pain or pleasure.

    "Well, I''ll try."

    "Let Xia know that the woman disappeared from the Fu family."

    "If you don''t say it, I''ll do the same."

    "Well, don''t let me down."

    Fu Shaoxin pulled out from her body, took a white towel and wiped her fingers, then threw it into the garbage can and looked at the woman in front of her coldly.

    "You can go out."

    Anyue''er was let go of her, her legs softened and she sat down on the ground. She looked up at the cold man and bit her lip.

    "But

    "Don''t let me say it a second time."

    Anyue''er knows that this man has almost a morbid habit of cleanliness. They were all in the hotel before. This time, she finally came to his home. Unexpectedly, this man''s determination is so terrible.

    She stood up, eyes misty tears: "but, my clothes."

    "Put away your appearance. You don''t have to act in front of me. My patience is usually only three minutes."

    An youer picked up a bath towel, wrapped his bare body, and ran out in some embarrassment.

    With a bang, the door was closed. Fu Shaoyun picked up a glass of water and slowly spit out a clear syllable on his lips.

    "Dirty!"

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    After Fu Shaoyun left, Fu Shaoxin''s face collapsed in an instant.

    Fu Zijing see the situation is not right, in line with the spirit of the dead friends do not die poor road, gray with a bag on the run.

    The bustling atmosphere quieted down in an instant.

    They sat awkwardly, silent.

    After a long time, Xia Zhi couldn''t stand the cold violence and said, "Fu Shaoxin, why do you owe you five million?"

    It''s OK not to speak. When you speak, someone is even more angry.

    "What are you sulking at?"

    What are you mad at?

    You don''t know what I''m angry with?

    Does this woman have any delicacy and sensitivity that a little woman should have?

    "No talk? Don''t talk, OK? I''m going

    Fu Shaoxin Teng stood up, held her up and shouldered her.

    In everyone''s astonished gaze, calmly out of the hotel.

    Xia Zhi didn''t even exclaim this time, because this gesture was too embarrassing. Everyone looked at it and didn''t know what this guy was made of. Didn''t he have a sense of shame?

    Fu Shaoxin opened the door, threw her into the car, and then said coldly: "look at the car."

    As soon as the car started, Xia Zhi was unhappy: "you are angry with Fu Shaoyun. What are you angry with me?"

    "You went to the hospital today?" Or a layer of cold unchanged tone.

    He looked at her. He looked at the woman who had known each other for only a few days.

    She had black eyes, red lips and short hair. She was sitting opposite him, glaring at him.

    Xia Zhi nodded. He didn''t know why he was always struggling with this problem.

    "Whose?"

    "What, whose?"

    Fu Shaoxin''s eyes a little bit cold down, become a little strange, he some self mocking cold hum, Fu Shaoxin ah, Fu Shaoxin, what''s the matter with you in the end.

    "Who''s in your stomach?" I asked