"It makes you want to die."

She said this, while still breathing slowly in his ear, and when she got his body's reaction,

The lips that were lying beside his ears, raised the corners of his lips and bit his earlobe in one bite.

"hiss--"

Fu Shaoli's breathing sounded, feeling the numbness on his earlobes, and her little tongue gently moved on his earlobes.

"Girl..."

Before Fu Shaoli finished speaking, his lips were blocked. He looked at the enlarged face in front of him, his shining eyes with a bright smile, and he looked at him like this.

The lips were just pressed against each other, no one was moving.

Seeing that he was not responding for a while, Han Yao simply covered his sight with one hand and slowly closed his eyes.

As her eyes closed, she slowly moved her lips, from shallow to deep, completely different from the last time.

The two of them were intoxicated in it, and it took a long time until the air in Han Yao's chest was exhausted and he took the initiative to let go of his lips.

Looking at each other, Han Yao saw the smiles spreading from the deepest part of Fu Shaoli's eyes, and the stars spread out from the deepest part.

Until the entire eye socket was filled, her hand stroked the corner of his eyes,

“It looks so good.”

This is Han Yao’s sincere praise. Fu Shaoli has the kind of beautiful double eyelids. It makes people easily fall into it at a glance. Coupled with a smile, it makes it even more attractive.

His fingertips gently stroked the outline of his cheeks, and Han Yao bowed his head and kissed his lips again.

This time, just as she touched his lips, she felt a rotation. After that dazzling moment, she realized that she had been pressed under him.

A chuckling spilled from the corner of his mouth, reached out to put his arm around his neck, pressed his head down with force.

From Fu Shaoli's perspective, you can see Han Yao laughing like a little fox, spared no effort to entangle him.

The kiss was deepened with force, gentle and fierce, and the two entangled people separated again after a long time.

Han Yao's mouth was a little swollen because of lack of oxygen, so he was breathing heavily, but there was a smile on his face.

The hand holding his neck, because of the softness and weakness of his body, hung it virtually around his neck, and blew a breath into his face.

"Major, how does it feel?"

Fu Shaoli looked at the girl who was smiling happily and twitched his forehead. He knew it on purpose.

But now she actually put down her hand, slowly slid into the quilt along his chest, and then slid towards his lower abdomen.

Just as her hand was about to catch the swelling of his lower body, he grabbed his hand,

I was a little anxious and some sweat even oozed out of my forehead.

"Girl, enough."

Even though he knew that his self-control was negative in front of her, and even though he knew that he could not touch her now, she still made him angry with her unscrupulously.

Han Yao rolled his eyes and smiled even more happily.

"What did you say? I don't think it's enough. I just think there is something that keeps pushing me and wants to take it away."

She smiled harmlessly, making him even more interested in attacking her.

I restrain myself in my heart and turn over and get out of bed. Han Yao watched him run away, so how could he let go!

As his feet landed on the ground quickly, he hugged his waist and dragged it hard, and he fell on the bed again.

This time, the little girl was wrapped around him, making him afraid of making big moves, for fear of hurting her.

Han Yao, who used both hands and feet, kept making small movements behind him. Fu Shaoli was breathing lightly, trying hard not to be affected by Han Yao's small movements.

In order to end he would be suffocated to death, but he really underestimated Han Yao's attraction to him, and Han Yao has never stopped.

He had made his self-control over the years collapse in an instant, and he pulled away the hand she placed on his waist with force. He turned slowly, faced with her, pressing her head with one hand,

He pressed her under himself,

The kiss was slight and dense, moving from between her eyebrows downward until it spreads to her collarbone.

His hand reached the hem of her clothes and directly reached in. When he touched her soft piece, Han Yao called him to stop.

Her voice, because she also felt it, was much softer than usual.

"Fu Shaoli, stop, stop! It's not possible now!"

He was called to stop and pulled his hand away from her clothes, pressing his whole body against her body, lying on her neck, gasping heavily,

Han Yao, who was pressed under him, was also slightly breathing, feeling the big guy's aggressive momentum, and just lay there without moving.

I don’t know how long it took, but Fu Shaoli’s muffled voice came. Han Yao didn’t hear it clearly and asked gently.

"What did you say?"

"I said, when will you be able to truly be mine?"

Han Yao twitched his lips, and did not answer, but reached out and pushed him. The man closed his eyes, stretched out his hand and leaned down beside her.

“Answer my question.”

When he grabbed Han Yao's hand, Fu Shaoli asked Han Yao for the answer again.

Han Yaohui held his big hand that was rough because of training.

"Wait for the day we get married."

After Han Yao said that, he laughed first, and curled up his body. Later, he seemed to think of something. He looked up at him who was lying down at her.

After observing that his expression was good, he continued to laugh out loud. Until she had laughed enough, the man next to her gently rubbed her hair.

"Have you laughed enough? Are you hungry?"

Han Yao, who was lying on the bed, reached out and touched his stomach, then nodded.

“Hungry.”

Fu Shaoli nodded and rubbed her hair again, got up and got out of bed to put on her clothes.

Han Yao picked up the phone that was placed on the bedside table and wanted to see what time it was now, but he heard the noise coming from the door.

Sitting up slightly, I saw the couple breaking in at the door. Fu Shaoli's hand was still on the door handle, and now he was looking at them with a dark face.

Luo Xianqing stabilized Hailiu's body and waved his hand to speak as soon as he raised his head.

"You Aunt Liu and I really don't mean to eavesdrop. We saw it getting late and prepared some food. We wanted to come and call you. Who knew that the door opened just now."

The words were said to Han Yao, but they were told to them.

Looking at the innocent couple, Han Yao realized that the two people who looked so serious actually had such a side.

Shaking his head helplessly,

"Uncle Luo, don't be busy. It's getting late and go to bed quickly. I'll just have Fu Shaoli help here. It's still a matter of worrying about how late it is."

Han Yao was a little embarrassed. They were worried so late, so he gave Fu Shaoli a wink.

Fu Shaoli decisively pulled the couple out of the guest room. Han Yao looked at the time and it was almost twelve o'clock in the evening. He hurriedly sat up and put on his clothes.

When she arrived at the restaurant, Fu Shaoli was carrying two rice bowls. The dishes were already served and placed on the table. Luo Xianqing and his wife were not there, so they must have gone back to their room to sleep.

As soon as she appeared, Fu Shaoli signaled to her to sit down.

She sat down at the table as she said, then put a bowl of rice in front of her, and handed over a pair of chopsticks.

She looked at the food and took the chopsticks, swallowed the rice before opening her mouth, her mouth was a little vague.

"Why did you eat it until now?"

She was sleeping, but he might not have eaten. Then, Han Yao began to wonder if Fu Shaoli had had supper for the second time.

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Chapter completed!