Song Shengsheng’s mouth hurt when he bites it. He licked the lower lip with his tongue and felt a tingling sensation of skin breaking.
Fu Cheng was really cruel and said so hard.
It seems that she was going to bite her to death.
Song Shengsheng didn’t expect that he would give her a few words suddenly. It sounded like she was so arrogant because of the words she said.
Song Shengsheng was a bully of the weak and afraid of the strong, and his arrogant arrogance was suddenly extinguished by Fu Cheng’s two bites.
She was a little frustrated and annoyed and worked hard for half a month.
I pretend to be good and act coquettish.
He was still similar to her before, and he didn’t see him being more tolerant.
Song Shengsheng angrily scolded Fu Cheng’s various bad things in his heart, and looked at him with a condemnation.
Fu Cheng fed her half a bowl of brown sugar water.
He looked at her lips, and his fingertips gently pressed against the bitten wound on it: “It’s broken.”
Song Shengsheng said, “I don’t know where he came from.”
She looked at him with resentment.
Fu Cheng smiled: “It’s so pitiful.”
He lowered his head and came over again, pinched her chin with his fingertips, raised her face slightly, and couldn’t help but kiss her again.
I tasted the sweetness in her mouth and the fishy sweetness of blood.
Fu Cheng’s voice was hoarse: “If I kiss you again, it won’t hurt.”
Song Shengsheng was a little timid and didn’t dare to hide.
Fu Cheng was gentle at this moment and hugged her to his legs.
Her butt could almost be considered as sitting on the man’s strong waist and abdomen.
The muscle lines under the shirt are full and powerful, and the core strength is even more terrifying.
Song Shengsheng felt the explosive power of this man a lot. She didn’t dare to move. She took a deep breath, and then discussed with him in a low voice: “Fu Cheng, can you not always be so cold and hard to me? You are not gentle at all.”
Fu Cheng’s hand unknowingly fell on the back of her neck, gently kneading the white and tender flesh behind her neck. His smile was faint in his eyes: “Song Shengsheng, aren’t you calling me husband today?”
Song Shengsheng buried his face and said nothing.
Fu Cheng didn’t know how honest and well-behaved she pretended, how many days she could be pretended.
While helping her rub her stomach, he asked, “Does your stomach still hurt?”
Song Shengsheng shook his head truthfully. It was only swelling at this moment, and it really didn’t hurt much.
Fu Cheng thought that he would have to have a small cooking at home tomorrow, buy two chickens, and buy some pork ribs to stew the soup.
The food in the courtyard canteen is not bad, but it is not very good either.
Her delicate body doesn’t make up for itIt’s really not good to have some nutrition.