Chapter 52
Chapter 52: Strong Desire To Survive
Chapter 52
On the jade-like fingers, there are transparent water stains, which are obvious in the sun.
Mu Xing’s face flushed late, and she retorted with a pretentious calm: “This is a little fun between husband and wife.”
“Really?” Fu Tingyao was still smiling, and when he pulled his hand hard, Mu Xingwan fell into his arms. Under the palm of his hand was the man’s strong chest muscles.
When he just woke up, there was only a faint fragrance on his body, no tobacco smell, and it smelled very good.
She was lying on the man’s chest, and her jade-like fingers drew a circle on her chest, “Are you busy last night? You usually get up early.”
The two are close to each other, and the soft touch is very real.
“Well.” Fu Tingyao was vague, he was already waking up late, he was not in a hurry, the beauty was in his arms, which made him a little restless.
Mu Xingwan suddenly asked, “What did you feel just now?”
Fu Tingyao is so smart, he immediately understood what she meant, and the corners of his lips twitched into a smile, “You’ll know if you try.”
Mu Xingwan didn’t say it clearly, she didn’t know how many times she tried it in her previous life, and it felt crisp and itchy.
Fu Tingyao’s mental state was not good, and he didn’t plan to try it now, so Mu Xingwan temporarily escaped.
Thinking that he was busy late last night, she asked, “Would you like to go to sleep for a while?”
“I can’t sleep.” Fu Tingyao suddenly turned over, buried himself in the girl’s neck, and took a deep breath, “It’s so sweet!”
The man’s height was there, and his weight naturally couldn’t be lighter. With such pressure on her, Mu Xingwan only felt that it was a little difficult to breathe and his neck was itchy, but he couldn’t move on his stomach.
“Ayao?”
Fu Tingyao moved a bit, but he didn’t press her down, but he didn’t let go of his arms one bit. His voice was a little low and lazy: “Let me hug her for a while.”
Mu Xingwan heard the words and let him hold him. Fu Tingyao rarely had such a side. After the blackening of his previous life, he occasionally showed a wronged and coquettish tone.
I didn’t understand before, but now I understand.
No matter how strong a person is, even if they are blackened, they will still be vulnerable.
just won’t show it easily.
When Mu Xingwan reached out to hug him, she accidentally touched a scalding hot face, so she didn’t dare to move.
In the bedroom, it is a rare warmth for a time.
got up because they were both hungry, mainly because she was hungry cooing.
Today is a weekend, and the sun is in the sky.
Mu Xingwan thought that the open space behind her that was burned by a fire had been repaired.
She specially bought a few flower plants here.
Fu Tingyao rarely went out. A tall figure stood beside the girl, holding a parasol in his hand, a noble and gentleman.
Cai Cai fluttered her wings and kept shouting: “Ayao, you are so handsome…”
Fu Tingyao raised his lips slightly, “Teaching at night?”
Mu Xingwan: “…” She said casually, but Cai Cai actually remembered it.
“Cai Cai is getting smarter.”
Fu Tingyao: “If you are not smart, you will make soup.”
Cai Cai seemed to understand what he said, so frightened her wings fluttered, she almost fell from the air, and suddenly changed her words: “Cai Cai is the smartest…”
Mu Xing couldn’t hold back a “poof” laugh late at night, his desire to survive was so strong.
Such a clear and pleasant laughter made Fu Tingyao startled.
When Qiao Huilan walked over with elegant and dignified steps, she saw Fu Tingyao holding a sun umbrella for Mu Xingwan under the scorching sun, and she was so angry.
Now the Fu family is vying for the position of the head of the family, fighting openly and secretly. He has this time, and he has already won the position of the head of the family.
She didn’t understand that Mu Xingwan not only had a low birth, but also had a bad reputation. If she was beautiful, her son’s desire for beauty would also be a thing of the past.
is an ugly woman who makes you dare not look directly at her. What does your son like about her?
She scolded: “What are you still doing? Why don’t you help Tingyao hold an umbrella?”
Ye Zi was startled and walked over quickly, “Second Master, let me come.”
Fu Tingyao’s voice was cold: “No need.”
Leaf stood there at a loss.
My mind is a little small, but it is not lacking. I have a good temper, but not without.
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Don’t support Wen, baby.
Strive to climb to the front of the new book. Climbing the list requires the support of children who read and punch in every day!
What group!
(end of this chapter)