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Chapter 41 The Death Ray and the 8-foot Magatama



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Lu Shifeng's peach blossom eyes were evil and narrow, and she held a wine glass with her long fingers. .25shu.pb

It was hanging in the air, waiting for Fu Changye to take it.

Fu Changye glanced at it, stretched his slender fingers in front of Lu Shifeng, and took the wine glass.

He handed the tall glass to his thin lips and drank the amber red wine in one gulp.

When Lu Shifeng saw Fu Changye drinking, he also drank all the wine in the glass.

Wu Yudong stood at the card table, watching this scene with a calm expression.

Su Mo frowned, his fair-skinned and handsome features looked dull and boring:

"What, it's gone like this"

He thought that Dahei and Shifeng would completely break up with each other now.

It's so embarrassing, wouldn't that be much more fun.

After drinking, the matter was settled.

Fu Changye said he had to go back first if he had something to do.

In the past, Lu Shifeng would have said jokingly: "Dahei, if you go back to accompany me again, you have bronchitis."

But this time, Lu Shifeng said nothing with the empty glass in front of him, and simply said "Hmm."

It's an answer.

Return to the small apartment from the "Fengshi" club.

It's almost ten o'clock in the evening.

Fu Changye stopped the car downstairs in the apartment and looked through the car window at the small apartment where he and Gu Suiran were living.

Looking over, it was pitch black.

It's like the lights weren't on.

Fu Changye curled his thin lips and smiled.

The little bastard really went to bed without leaving the door open for him.

At this time in the past, the lights at home were still on.

It was a good ride to the underground parking lot, and Fu Changye returned to the small apartment.

Take out the key and open the door.

The door can be opened, but as the little benefactor said, if he comes home late, he will be locked out.

In the entrance hall, a small lamp was on, emitting a warm orange light.

Warm light shone on Fu Changye's always stern features.

At this moment, it was unexpectedly soft, with a warm feeling like the bright sun.

The little benefactor was so arrogant that he would lock him out if he came home late.

Still considerately leaving a light for him.

Gu Sui went to bed early. pb

I had taken a shower in the evening and planned to stay up all night waiting for Mr. Fu to see how late he could come back.

Then wait for him to come back and talk to him.

How to be a good boyfriend, how to come home late on the first day

But in the middle of winter, she moved to bed, covered with a quilt and it was very warm. After a while, her eyelids clenched and she fell asleep.

Warm quilt in winter, very comfortable to sleep on.

At this point, Gu Suiran was already fast asleep.

Fu Changye gently pushed open the bedroom door, but there was no light on in the bedroom.

Only a little bit of silvery moonlight filtered in through the gaps in the curtains that were not tightened.

A faint silvery white glow was cast hazily on Gu Suiran's little face.

Gu Sui's sleeping state has never been very good. Now he is wrapped in a quilt, curled up in the quilt, wrapping himself like a caterpillar.

Fu Changye noticed it when he lay down on this bed on the first day he came to the small apartment.

The little benefactor doesn't seem to like sleeping alone, or maybe he is afraid of something deep down.

But after a while, it seems to have gotten much better.

Fu Changye stood beside the bed with his slender body, his dark eyes changing slightly, looking at Gu Suiran

Gu Suiran was dreaming.

The dream was what she had been thinking about before falling asleep.

She dreamed that the old man would come home late, and then she would put on an imposing manner, with a cold face, and teach the old man a very imposing lesson.

The old man was given a good lecture by her, with a look of shame on his face and repeated assurances:

Little benefactor, I will never come home late again.

Go home obediently when the time comes.

I bought cakes for the little benefactor, made them delicious, and he did all the housework.

In the dream, Gu Xiaogong was very proud, seeing the old man seriously introspecting.

Her expression became even more arrogant. She endured the pain and discomfort in her body, her face turned red, and she added the most important sentence very seriously:

"And the most important thing is, don't do anything to me without my permission in the future."

Don't do bad things to me.

Before these words were spoken, Gu Suiran was shocked to see that the old man was still reflecting with great shame just now.

Suddenly he transformed into a big bad wolf and rushed towards her.

Gu Sui was startled, his long eyelashes trembled in fright, and he opened his eyes in a daze.

In her sleepy eyes, what she saw was the strong, cold and profound facial features.

Long eyebrows as thick as ink, beautiful thin lips, a pair of dark eyes as deep as the sea, like a black bottomless pit, slightly half-squinting, looking at her moist little face.

Gu Suiran felt something hot and moist holding her lips.

First she licked it gently twice, and then something pried her lips open, and the familiar crisp tobacco smell poured into her mouth and nose.

There is something different today, as if there is still a mellow smell of red wine.

Her little head felt dizzy the first time.

A lingering kiss. When Gu casually broke away from the old man's kiss, her little head was still dizzy.

Her apricot eyes were clear in black and white. She looked at the handsome face of the old man above her head, smashing his soft mouth. When her consciousness returned, she glared at him:

"I went out to play and I know what time it will be when I get back."

"It's just after ten o'clock."

"It's already ten o'clock." Gu Xuanyuan asked for training. He didn't come back until ten o'clock.

Well, if it's for socializing, it doesn't seem like ten o'clock is too late.

She had a cold face, and she would definitely not take back what the little benefactor said with a slap in the face.

Changing the topic, she pushed his hard chest with her little hand: "Drinking."

She could still feel the faint smell of alcohol and the saliva from his thin lips.

Fu Changye put his hands on both sides of her little head, his eyes looking at her angry little face.

The air that had been trapped in his chest dissipated.

There was a faint light in his black pupils, and he leaned forward again and gently kissed her soft pink lips.

"Have you tasted it?" he asked, with a hint of teasing on his thin lips and a low voice full of desire.

Fu Changye's voice was originally mature and deep, but now it was a little hoarse, like honey-colored quicksand flowing slowly.

That dull tone was like something soft, teasing Gu Suiran's heart.

Gu Suiran's heart trembled slightly, and his face immediately turned red.

Swap saliva, taste it, etc.

It's really shameful

Gu Suiran's face turned red again, and the hazy night just covered her face that was about to burn.

She turned away from Fu Changye's eyes.

His eyes are still attractive, and when you stare at them, it seems that your whole body will be drawn in, and you will sink unconsciously.

This old man has a great ability to seduce people.

I just finished seducing her during the day, and now I'm seducing her again.

She didn't want to be seduced by him again.

Gu casually pursed his lips and said, "You can tell if you taste it. You stink of wine. Go brush your teeth and take a shower and go to bed. I won't let you go to bed."

“I didn’t taste it, try it again”

His deep black eyes seemed to have a bright light, and there was undisguised heat in the depths of his eyes, looking at Gu Xiaogong with scorching eyes.

He leaned down again with his tall and straight body, his thin lips were warm.

With a low exclamation of surprise, Gu casually kissed her soft and charming lips again.

His hot lips sprayed on her little face, with his unique mature taste, the tobacco-scented loneliness, and the long and mellow fragrance of Lewen, which was simply intoxicating.

Gu Yiran was kissed again in a daze.

In her little mind, she wanted to tell herself that she could no longer be seduced by the old man, and that she had to push her away if she wanted to stay awake.

She told herself over and over again, but her will and mind seemed to be controlled by the old man.

After a while, she felt like she was about to lose her armor.

The blood boiled as if it had been heated, and Gu Suiran felt that every part of his body was radiating heat, aroused by the old man.

This kiss was so intense that Gu Ran almost suffocated, and the oxygen in his mouth was taken away bit by bit.

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He pressed against her, and something hot in the middle pressed against her thigh, transmitting heat through the fabric.

Gu Suiran suddenly woke up, and Xiaobai put his hand in front of his hard chest to stop him from continuing.

"Fu Changye" she called his name in a vague voice.

Mr. Fu's tongue withdrew a little from her soft mouth, and his thin lips rubbed the corners of her lips:

Breathing slightly, he asked: "Little funder, what's wrong?"

Gu casually wanted to push him away, but there was a huge disparity in strength between men and women, so there was no way she could really push him away.

Her pretty little face was so red that she wanted to bleed. She bit her lip and looked annoyed: "I told you to brush your teeth, wash your face and go to bed. Didn't you hear me?"

"Kiss me again and go right away."

His big palms, with thin calluses on the pulps of his slender fingers, pinched her delicate white wrists and rubbed them affectionately.

So fine, so smooth, warm, fragrant and soft to the touch.

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