"Your horse stance is quite elegant."
Fu Yizhi's voice came to my ears, with a hint of sarcasm.
…Brother Yan is too lenient with you.
Fu Anan complained silently in her heart.
"Don't dare to sit?"
Fu Yizhi looked over, leaned back in his chair calmly and lazily, and just stared at her.
I didn't dare to sit down.
I am even more afraid now that I am being stared at.
Fu Anan maintained the horse stance and said, "Hold on, I can do it!"
"Mr. Fu, you've been holding a beauty for so long and all you're doing is talking?"
The middle-aged man has already carried out the deep exercise. Looking at Fu Yizhi's appearance, he is still provoking her while exercising.
"You're not going to be able to do that, are you?"
You can't!
Fu Anan wanted to retort and ask this person to say less.
Then suddenly her body sank, and she was pressed down and sat on Fu Yizhi's legs.
"Hold me."
Fu Yizhi suddenly spoke in a voice that only the two of them could hear.
Fu Anan was stunned. She looked at the man in front of her who had been staring at them, and obediently hugged his neck.
Fu Yizhi pinched her Yao, gently rubbed her rosy lips with his fingers, and gave orders in a low voice,
"Kiss me."
What
Fu Anan froze for a moment, her eyes glancing at the middle-aged man watching the show next to her, and she instantly realized that Mr. Fu wanted her to act.
She looked at Fu Yizhi's perfect facial features and gritted her teeth before kissing him on the side of his cheek.
Fu Yizhi looked at her and signaled with his eyes to continue.
The people next to them were still watching.
Fu Anan kissed him on the other side of his face, on his forehead, and then on his cheek.
"Are these the only three places you can kiss?"
A voice came from the front, and then a scent of cedar enveloped her.
Her lips were blocked by another mouth, and Fu Anan's eyes widened.
She tried to step back, but was pulled back.
The zipper of the cotton-padded jacket, which had been pulled to the top, had slid halfway down. The oversized clothes now hung loosely on her shoulders, revealing her snow-white skin and the only small piece of cloth inside.
Fu Yizhi finally withdrew from her mouth, but this was not the end.
The tip of his slightly cool and straight nose gently brushed across her neck, then just below her collarbone.
The men watching nearby were mostly blocked by Fu Yizhi's back, and could only see a little milky white showing through the gap.
The occasional sound makes people feel suddenly more beautiful.
The middle-aged man's throat moved uncontrollably, and he squeezed the woman next to him with force, causing her to cry out in pain.
Then Fu Yizhi stopped to fix Fu Anan's open clothes, and stood up with her in his arms.
The veins on his hands were bulging from restraint, his voice was hoarse and full of desire,
"Where is our room?"
The middle-aged man was stunned, and then quickly asked someone to take them over. Unfortunately, this person was protected too well, and his original appearance could not be seen clearly.
Fu Yizhi went to their room, put the person on the bed and closed the door.
Fu Anan, wrapped in a thick cotton jacket, looked like a candy in a wrapper.
When he thought of this, his eyes darkened and he reached out to untie the paper that wrapped his candy.
Then, before the hand reached, a faint sobbing sound was heard from inside.
Fu Anan's mentality collapsed.
Brother Fu looked so scary just now.
She endured it for a long time, but she couldn't bear it anymore.
Are Brother Fu and Brother Yan sure that they are truly in love
It feels like her career is coming to an end.
I originally wanted to go with the plot, but ended up going with the emotions.
in addition
I will try to update twice each time.
If you don't succeed, just pretend I didn't say it.
Hahaha.
(End of this chapter)