Seeing Shi Chen and Si Han leaning on the wine table at the same time, they helped Ya Le.
The rhythm of dying together...
Fu Ya patted Shi Chen's face and then patted Si Han's face. Seeing that they had no reaction at all, she knew that they were completely drunk.
She wanted to leave these two people here alone, but thinking of Lin Wanwan, she accepted her fate and carried Si Han up.
I'll deal with him later.
As for Shi Chen…
Fu Ya touched her chin maliciously, found Shi Chen's mobile phone in his pocket, recalled Wen Lian's number, and then sent a message.
[Come here and serve me tonight.]
After thinking about it, she sent another message to a number marked "Housekeeper".
[Pick me up in fifteen minutes.]
Fu Ya left with satisfaction. The time difference was enough for Wen Lian to have no time to have anything happen with Shi Chen, but it would allow Shi Chen to take advantage of her.
If she didn't want to cause trouble, she wouldn't show mercy.
…
Back at the winery, Fu Ya helped Si Han to the bedroom and threw him on the bed roughly.
Remembering Si Han's insult to her last time, she grinned and stretched out her hand.
Out to mix, sooner or later have to repay!
At this time, the man she thought had been drunk long ago made a lightning-fast move, hooked her waist, turned his body, and pressed her whole body under him.
"Fu Ya..."
The strong smell of alcohol sprayed out, and Fu Ya frowned in discomfort, looking at the enlarged handsome face in front of her with a slightly childish smile.
"I won."
He lowered his body and buried his head in her neck. He lost his usual sense of good and evil and looked like a clingy big cat.
"You can only belong to me tonight, no, you can only belong to me in the future."
Fuya sneered. He clearly disliked her to death, but because he had left a mark on her, he had to let her guard her body like a jade for him
Why
"I keep my word."
Fu Ya unzipped her back and her long skirt slipped down, revealing her voluptuous body.
"bring it on."
Her tone was cold and disdainful, but Si Han, who was drunk at this time, couldn't hear it.
He rushed towards her like a hungry wolf, leaving ambiguous marks on her snow-white skin with his hot thin lips, and muttered, "I wanted to do this last time."
The memory of humiliation came to mind, and Fu Ya laughed and mocked, "Then why didn't you do it?"
Don't you think she's dirty
Why didn't he mind it this time
Sihan's mind was in chaos, and he only knew to follow the truest thoughts in his heart, "Because, I hope you will be with me from the bottom of your heart."
Fu Ya was startled.
Did she guess wrong
In such a blink of an eye, Si Han had already begun to attack the city.
Probably influenced by his words, Fuya's rejection was reduced a lot, and she squinted her eyes to enjoy the pleasure.
Si Han looked at her face that was flushed with emotion, and murmured softly, "You are so beautiful."
Fu Ya suddenly felt a little funny.
She rarely heard such straightforward and sincere compliments, let alone the person who praised her turned out to be the poisonous-tongued Si Han.
"You're really drunk."
"Fu Ya, do you know what type of woman I like?"
"I don't know, and I don't want to know."
Fu Ya was not interested in getting to know him, a broken voice escaped from her lips, and she couldn't help but urge, "Hurry..."
Si Han lowered his head and kissed her lips, unusually tenderly.
"I like the sexy bitch one."
"..." Fu Ya remembered that she had always been labeled a coquettish bitch.