Regarding the memory of that night, Le Xiangwan only felt that he had almost died once.

It was really exciting that it was almost beyond her ability.

In the end, everything was considered to be her first, and even before, he could make a man whom she didn't feel comfortable, and in the end he directly ignored all the requests she cried.

Fu Sui looked at Le Xiangwan's eyes stained by water mist, and pulled out a hand to cover her eyelids, and then continued what she wanted to accomplish.

After all, when she opened her moist eyes and looked at him pitifully, Fu Sui felt that she should not have much concentration.

What's more, the joy in his eyes was in his eyes at this moment. His little face was thin red, he bit his red lips lightly, and his curly hair was scattered with a pillow, so soft and charming that it was delicious.

The eyes were covered, the field of vision was pitch black, but the body's senses were particularly clear.

The masculine aura belonging to Fu Sui lingers closely, and the scorching kiss spread gently from behind the neck, and the temperature could almost melt her. With intimate contact, Le Xiangwan's body couldn't help but tremble.

Later on.

In a daze, Le Xiangwan was so tired that he didn't even want to move his fingers, but his body was extremely uncomfortable, so he insisted that Fu Sui go and let the water go first and then carry her in.

The bathroom in the bedroom is much larger than the first floor, and it can be seen even in the function of the bathtub.

The water flow with suitable temperature slowly flushed along the design of the massage function, and with Fu Sui Kuanhou's gentle touch, Le Xiangwan felt that the pores in his body were comfortably opened.

Under the full coverage of the bubble, she half-closed her eyes, and did not forget to raise her hand, circled Fu Sui's neck, and gave him a long kiss.

After this action, Fu Sui felt something again.

After all, his beautiful wife is in her arms, and he is not Liu Xiahui, not to mention that he is the wife he married to.

Le Xiangwan noticed something sensitively. While withdrawing his hands, he did not forget to glar at his eyes and complained to Fu Sui in a round and painful way.

"Don't touch me again!" Le Xiangwan said as he shrank back, "I just said I didn't want it, now you still want it..."

Fu Sui was stunned, a helpless smile flashed in his eyes, and he gently patted her back and coaxed her, "We will go to bed after taking a shower."

"You said." Le Xiangwan asked in disbelief.

She was a little scared by Fu Sui just now, and she didn't believe that he would really let him go in the mood.

Fu Sui didn't say anything anymore. After rinsing the bubbles, he quickly took the bath towel beside him and wrapped Le Xiangwan, and then carried the person out.

As soon as Le Xiangwan got stuck on the sofa, she couldn't help but roll up the quilt that Fu Sui stuffed into her arms, wrapped herself tightly, revealing only a pair of eyes that were about to squint and looking at Fu Sui under the light.

Seeing that he didn't change the bed sheets very skillfully, Le Xiangwan found it very interesting.

She stretched out her feet and shook her two little feet on the edge of the sofa, not forgetting to remind Fu Sui, like an old man watching the show, "Honey, the corner of the quilt over there is on the ground."

Fu Sui was working, and Le Xiangwan was so happy that he was having a leisurely life. He held his cell phone and chatted with Qiao Xining again.

"Look, it took me almost four or five hours to reconnect with me on the channel. Mr. Fu is good, he is still strong, okay."

Le Xiangwan couldn't help but send her three question marks, an emoticon pack of "It's better not to mention the sisters now", and also a sentence was added.

"Isn't my husband a young talent at the age of 27? Where is he old?"

Qiao Xining came over with a smirk, "You are protecting your shorts now!"

Le Xiangwan sent an emoticon pack with a little yellow duck's face on a lemon, "I'm twenty-seven years old, handsome and rich, but there are not many people!"

"The handsome guy is not as rich as my husband, and the rich guy is not as handsome as my husband. He is young and has a good life!!!"

When the last three words were typed, Le Xiangwan's whole face was burning.

She would indeed be a little more open when chatting with Qiao Xining.

But this is the first time that this is such a large scale.

But she said nothing wrong.

It was really long, and Okamoto 001 didn't know how many times she used. She didn't count.

Qiao Xining said something later. Le Xiangwan didn't have time to see it. Fu Sui had already tidied up the bed and came to hug her.

Le Xiangwan couldn't help but bury his head in front of his chest. After taking a shower, the Creed smell on his body was very light, and more of the smell of the bathing fragrance that was exactly the same as hers.

Le Xiangwan felt very comfortable to smell, and couldn't help but breathe deeply and smell the smell like a small animal.

"husband……"

Le Xiangwan pressed himself tightly against Fu Sui, muttering his name.

Fu Sui nodded softly, lowered his chin and kissed her forehead.

Le Xiangwan didn't know why he was.

After marriage, under his tender attack, she began to rely on him vaguely, not to mention that after having sex, she really wanted to stick to him.

"husband."

Even though he was placed on the head of the bed, Le Xiangwan still hugged Fu Sui's neck and refused to let go. He opened his eyelids that were about to close, and his eyes were staring at him with bright eyes.

"What's wrong?"

Seeing Le Xiangwan calling her softly, Fu Sui thought she was feeling stuffy and wanted to tell him but didn't dare, or something else, so he couldn't help asking in a soft voice.

Le Xiangwan raised his body, rubbed Fu Sui's chin with his forehead, and shook his arm that was supporting him on the bed, "Can you help me apply skin care products?"

Fearing that Fu Sui disagreed, she did not forget to act coquettishly and pretended to be pitiful. She yawned in front of Fu Sui, "I'm so sleepy."

As he said that, he shook his hands, "I don't have much strength, nor do I have the strength to do my hands."

Fu Sui knew this now.

Le Xiangwan just acted sweetly and softly, and it turned out that he was waiting for him here.

But he also found it a little funny. She just wanted to tell him this kind of thing. No matter how he said he was willing, she looked pitiful and aggrieved.

Fu Sui couldn't help but want to tease her again.

He lifted up a strand of her hair and played with it on his fingertips. He lowered his head and approached her and asked, "Is it not tired if I have any idea to take care of my skin?"

He said, leaning on the edge of the bed, leaning over to put Le Xiangwan in his shadow, his voice low and hoarse, "If Miaomiao is so energetic, then let's do it again."

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand and seemed to be about to reach towards Le Xiangwan.

Le Xiangwan screamed in a low voice, dragged his bed with the person and the ground to fall to his bed. After rolling it into a ball, he showed his eyes and told Fu Sui again.

"I knew you were lying to me, a big pervert, not a human!"

A big pervert, not a human Mr. Fu: "..."

Fu followed his finger and pointed at his index finger at the bed sheets under his hand, and said softly, "I also want to help Miaomiao apply skin care products. Since Miaomiao said that..."

He paused, and said nothing else, and looked at her quietly.

Le Xiangwan's dark eyes turned, as if he was testing the authenticity of Fu Sui's words.

The need for insisting on skin care before going to bed every day suddenly overcomes the surrender to capitalists.

She poked her body out of the quilt and moved slowly to Fu Sui, lowering her eyes and feeling a little aggrieved, "I didn't say it just now."

Le Xiangwan raised a smiling face and kissed Fu Sui on the cheek, "Husband, please help me, okay?"

Every time Le Xiangwan softened his throat and acted coquettishly, Fu Sui didn't have to think about it, and he knew that he couldn't resist it at all.

He raised his hand and touched Le Xiangwan's cheek, turned around and got out of bed, took some bottles and jars under Le Xiangwan's instructions and put them on the bedside table.

Most of Lexiangwan’s skin care products are customized by an Australian brand NLAB. If you pay a membership fee of about 20 to 30 million yuan a year, you will create a complete set of skin care products for VIP members based on your personal skin type.

But at the same time, she will selectively purchase other skin care brands that are more targeted.

"That can of black is the bottle of TheGinza, just apply it on your face, and then the bottle of Revive Ferm is wiped around your neck..."

Worried that Fu Sui didn't understand very much, Le Xiangwan explained to him briefly.

She didn't know why she wanted to explain, and she might still hope that Fu Sui would understand a little bit, so she would still be lazy in the future.

Luo is a contract that Fu Sui can usually negotiate tens of millions of millions of dollars, and he is a little overwhelmed when he hears these words.

It sounds really troublesome.

But what else can I do with my wife?

Of course, I can only spoil it.

When the skin care reached the last step, Fu Sui took a box of NLAB 2 million face cream and polished it in his palm for a few seconds. After he felt a slight warmth, he slowly applied it to Le Xiangwan's face.

Le Xiangwan laid on Fu Sui's legs and went to see him from a new angle.

From a perspective of death, no matter how you look at it, Fu Sui is still 360 degrees without dead corners.

Coupled with the dim and soft light, the more gentle look looks, it looks even better.

As she looked, if she hadn't had all kinds of things on her face, she would have wanted to raise her hand to cover her cheeks.

How can you be so gentle!

Qiao Xining once said that he would find a good-looking husband anyway, but he couldn't be angry at that handsome face after a quarrel.

She even sneered at this, but now she thinks about it.

"What's wrong?"

Fu Sui put the skin care products on his hand aside. Seeing Le Xiangwan secretly looking at him, he was concerned about the skin care products stained on the palm of his hand, and resisted not touching her and asked in a low voice.
To be continued...