Chapter 293: The Shura Field of the Wealthy Wife (11)
The man was very tall, with broad shoulders and long legs, because he had just taken a shower, his dark jade eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, and a few strands of broken hair were scattered on his forehead.
The corners of Sakura's lips twitched.
“…… What are you doing here? ”
Fu Yue threw a wink at him, pinched his throat, and said very contrivedly: "Self-recommended pillow seat." ”
"......" The expression on Qi Yan's face was a little indescribable, and the look seemed to be looking at a neurosis.
"Get out."
The young officer's thin lips moved, and he still cherished the words like gold.
Fu Yue also shook her head calmly, her red lips closed one by one, "Don't." ”
Facing her own Xiao Tiantian, she didn't feel that she needed to be reserved, just like this, boldly go up and tease him!
The two of them, looking at each other.
The atmosphere froze for a while, and it was visible to the naked eye, the man's face sank, and his delicate eyebrows and eyes were almost frozen.
"Su Chiyue, don't challenge my patience."
Fu Yue blinked his black and white eyes, stared at the phoenix eyes, and said innocently: "I don't mind if you put me on the spot~"
Qi Ash: "......"
He was almost laughed at angrily, a faint arc appeared on his beautiful fair face, and his long slender and straight legs took two steps forward.
Stretching out his bony hand, he clasped the woman's slender waist.
But who knew that through the pajamas, the man's snow-white fingertips just touched the cold white waist, which was as delicate as porcelain.
Qi Yan was stunned for a moment.
It was such a stunned moment, she was caught by Fu Yue, she raised her hand and hugged the man's neck violently, and with a force in her hand, she turned over and pressed him on the bed.
Then he kissed the red lips.
A posture of an overlord with a hard bow.
The young and beautiful officer, his cold and dark eyes widened slightly, and he froze in an instant.
The eyes are facing each other.
Fu Yue didn't close his eyes, but looked at Qi Yan with a smile, a small crimson tongue stretched out, and carefully described the other party's thin and red lips.
“……”
Qi Yan was really shocked by Fu Yue's hooligan behavior.
After reacting, he raised his hand and pushed Fu Yue away, then stood up, staring at Fu Yue coldly with clean and beautiful eyes.
People who have always been cold and taciturn don't know what to say for a while, "You ......"
Fu Yue looked back calmly, slumped lazily on the bed, supported his head with one hand, and a snow-white wrist exposed from his cuffs, "The young marshal hasn't kissed?" ”
Qi Ash: "......"
The woman seemed to be smiling, and threw a wink at him: "What about true and innocent love...... Do you want to try again? ”
The man's thin lips pursed, and there was some obvious anger on his fair face, and he looked at Fu Yue coldly.
The slender fingers were raised, holding a gun, the snow-white fingertips were against the trigger, and the black muzzle was aimed at Fu Yue.
"Get out."
The low magnetic and clear voice implies anger.
Fu Yue was a little injured.
Britney treated her like this, she was really a little sad.
The red lips pursed, and the woman's narrow phoenix eyes glanced at Qi Yan resentfully.
"The young marshal hates me so much?"
The corners of the young and beautiful officer's lips pulled out a trace of arc, a little mocking, "Su Chiyue, I have said a long time ago, if you insist on marrying me, then you can only be a nominal Mrs. Qi for the rest of your life, and my attitude has never changed." ”
Fu Yue felt that she could redeem it, and bargained: "Isn't there any room for maneuver?" ”。
Lowering his curled eyelashes, Qi Yan said coldly: "We have no possibility. ”