Addicted To Favoritism, the Reborn Sweet Wife is So Sweet

  Chapter 133 Fulfillment of the bet

  Fu Tingyao glanced at Ning Xian, "I'm already abstinent enough!"

   Come in front of you every night and let him touch him once a week. Isn't that torture?

   "No matter what, you still have to be patient, it won't hurt you." Ning Xian's tone was deliberately aggravated.

  Fu Tingyao pursed his lips, thinking that he won today, the posture is up to him!

   "I'm going to see Chaoyan." Ning Xian stood up and packed the medicine box before leaving.

   Before leaving, Ning Xian said again: "Chaoyan is very pitiful, his biological father is right in front of him but he can't recognize each other. You should tell him earlier that you are his biological father. I feel sorry for Chaoyan!"

   In the bedroom, Mu Xingwan sat in front of the dressing table, looking at herself in the mirror, her skin was white and smooth, and there was no scar left.

   Fu Tingyao also took her to attend the birthday banquet of the old grandfather in the previous life. At that time, the whole Fu family did not like to see her.

  Qiao Huilan also spent a lot of thought not to let her accompany Fu Tingyao to the birthday party as a female companion, but to let Yunlin accompany him.

   It's just that Qiao Huilan doesn't know Fu Tingyao too well, and there will be no other women around him.

   So she suddenly disappeared. When Qiao Huilan asked Yun Lin to replace her, Fu Tingyao refused directly and went looking for her like crazy.

   Just as Mu Xingwan was thinking about her past life, the bedroom door was suddenly pushed open, and a tall and straight man walked in from outside.

   She heard footsteps, looked up, and saw a slender figure in the mirror. The man was standing behind her, and in those dark and deep eyes, waves were surging.

   Thinking of today's badminton bet, she couldn't help blushing a little, stood up and looked at the man, pursed her lips and unbuttoned the suit in front of him, and then helped him take off his suit jacket.

   Immediately, his hand came to the neckline again, and his slender fingers dexterously untied the crystal buttons.

   In the bedroom, it is quiet and harmonious.

  Fu Tingyao looked down at the girl's actions, and even she didn't know how many lovers she was doing like this, which made him a little craved and wanted to hold her in his arms.

   "Late night!"

   Mu Xingwan's hands didn't stop, she raised her eyes to look at the man with a shy smile: "What's wrong?"

   Fu Tingyao stared at her for a while, and the more he looked, the more he realized that she had really grown up and was no longer a teenage girl.

   Wearing a lace nightdress, the body of a girl, even if she has been married for more than a year, she does not have the charm of a young woman at all.

   He bent over and hugged her horizontally, turned and walked towards the big bed.

   Mu Xingwan looked at the handsome profile of the man, and in the dark pupils, the waves were surging, which made her heart palpitate.

  Fu Tingyao laid her flat on the big soft bed, without taking his eyes off the girl's delicate face for a moment, "Do you still remember today's bet Wanwan?"

   Mu Xingwan's face was reddish, and her slender arms took the initiative to climb up the man's neck. Seeing the man's restrained and forbearing appearance, she took the initiative to kiss his lips.

  Fu Tingyao had always been restrained, the girl was so active, he put his arms around her waist and deepened the kiss.

   He knew better than anyone how slender the girl's waist was. He felt that he could break it with a little force.

   Mu Xingwan raised her head slightly, feeling the strength of the man, and reminded in a low voice, "The day after tomorrow, the old man's birthday, don't leave any traces."

  To attend the birthday banquet, all you wear are dresses, and it is normal to show your neck.

  Fu Tingyao was a little dissatisfied, so he moved his position.

   At this time, he had long forgotten Ning Xian's advice.

  In the bedroom, the temperature is getting higher and higher.

Mu Xingwan only felt so hot, thinking of what she heard when she went out to play today, she gasped and asked him: "Ayao, do you think Chaoyan looks like me? I think he looks a lot like you, especially Feng Feng. Eyes, very similar!"

   May your heart be hot and live up to the good spring

   (end of this chapter)