Heartwarming Aristocratic Marriage: Influential Master's Wife-Chasing Strategy Chapter 135

Song Fengwan was blushed by Duan Linbai’s words.

“I was beaten by a crazy woman some time ago…” Duan Lin’s words came to his mouth and quickly swallowed them back. “I mean, I was scared by a crazy woman and hurt myself. I haven’t been there for a long time. Fu San, would you like to go there tonight?”

If song Fengwan knew that he was beaten by a woman, it would damage his image of being wise and powerful.

Song Fengwan immediately aimed his eyes at Fu Chen.

Fu Chen’s heart is as delicate as dust, and she is very clear. Seeing her ears are red, you can see that the girl wants to be crooked.

“Yes.”

“Sister, come along too. Don’t study all day. Let’s relax.”

Song Fengwan was stunned. Would you like to take her with you?

She’s still a minor.

“Walk, comfortable finish, elder brother takes you to make string.” Duan Linbai is a self-made man. He pulls song Fengwan out. This finger just touches her arm

A string of Buddhist beads came and hit him on the back of his hand.

Fu said, squinting at him.

Duan Lin Bai rubbed the back of his hand and looked like a man.

I’ll go. I’m so jealous.

No touch?

“Third Master, I’d better not go. Go and play.” Song Fengwan looked down at his feet and said, “it’s not suitable for me to go.”

“There’s nothing wrong. Let’s go.” Fu Chen didn’t give her the chance to refuse and turned to walk out.

Song Fengwan hesitated for a moment, but he caught up with him.

Mom, I may be learning to be bad.

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When he arrived at the gate of the site, Song Feng saw the four big words “blue water foot bath” written on the antique gate tower, and instantly felt that he was just too dirty.

She lowered her head, pulled the strap of her backpack, and followed Fu Chen. She didn’t dare to speak.

“You haven’t eaten yet. Shall we have something to eat before we go in?” Fu Chen turned to look at her.

“No, I’m not hungry.”

“For the first time?” Fu Chen knows why she blushes and doesn’t poke it out. His daughter-in-law’s face still needs to be given.

If he doesn’t bring her here today, I’m afraid she will think more.

“Well.” In fact, Wusu’s place is located in the south of the Yangtze River, where people can enjoy a comfortable life. There are a lot of foot baths and massages, but she hasn’t tried them.

“Sitting for a long time is not good for lumbar vertebrae. If you press it, you can sleep comfortably at night.” Fu Chen and his party, led by the service staff, have entered a four person box.

“Third Master, Duan Xiaoye, or teacher Fu?” The waiter is smiling. It’s obvious that these two people are regular customers here.

“Don’t look for it for me. Find a female massage master for her. She’s here for the first time.” Fu Shen had taken off his coat and put it on the sofa.

He didn’t plan to come here. He was afraid that Song Feng might misunderstand her. Since he brought her here, he had to let her experience it.

There is a large box, a sofa, a TV, a bookshelf, four single beds side by side, Thai decoration, dim lighting and slightly warm fragrance.

“Well, you should get ready and change your clothes first.” The waiter brought two sets of clothes and returned them first.

“You go there, I’ll go out with Lin Bai.” Fu San Hands song Fengwan the top trumpet clothes and takes Duan Linbai out.

Song Fengwan, holding his clothes, hesitated to go to the inner door, where he could not only change clothes, but also take a bath.

The clothes are made of cotton, with a belt around her waist. It’s very comfortable on the bed. She folded her clothes and took them out. It took five or six minutes for Fu Chen and Duan Linbai to come back.

Fu Shen is still wearing his own clothes. Duan Linbai has already changed his clothes. He has nothing to do with his appearance, but he is evil.

“Sister, don’t be afraid. In a regular place, let someone push your back after foot massage. It’s comfortable!” Duan Linbai has already sat cross legged on the outside bed and started the game.

After a while, a waiter sent some tea and fruit plates.

Song Fengwan put his clothes on the head of the bed, touched the edge of the bed and sat down. He pulled his cotton slippers and showed his toes. He was delicate and smooth. He rubbed them uneasily and fell into Fu Shen’s eyes, which was unexpectedly lovely.

She lowers her head and brushes the microblog. Yu Guang glances at the bookshelf on one side and goes to have a look at it. It’s all famous works. They have been unsealed, but they are as new as they are for decoration.

She went to the bookshelf, read a circle, and stood on tiptoe to get a copy of a dream of Red Mansions. The book was on the high side. She stood on tiptoe, her legs were tight, her clothes were pulled up, showing her thin ankles and a small white waist

Fu Chen narrowed his eyes, as if something had caught his throat. He was hot and tight, and his breathing was urgent.

When song Fengwan touched the spine of the book with his finger, Fu Chen came behind her and approached her slightly.

Song Feng was so surprised that he suddenly turned back. Fu Shen’s tall figure shrouded his whole body with a burning heat.

“Third Master?” Her brain is a little confused, and she speaks at will. She calls uncle Fu Chen just to annoy him. Now she has no thinking ability.

“The belt is loose.” Fu Shen dropped his eyes.

Song Fengwan bowed her head and tied her waist with a loose knot. She stood on tiptoe and stretched out, and then her belt loosened slightly. There was a belt inside the dress, which was not enough to show anything. It was also a bit embarrassed

When she was about to move, Fu Shen said, “don’t move.”

Then a pair of hands from behind, wipe her waist, his arm is very long, around her waist, warm and gentle.

He restrained himself, only his sleeves slipped over her waist, making her soft.

Fingers holding the belt, slightly tightened it, tied her waist, flexible tied a knot.

The fingertips slipped unintentionally over her waist.

The waist is very thin, warm and white.

It’s too soft.

Song Fengwan is still stiff with his arms, his brain is muddled, his body is stiff, but he is more and more hot.

Duan Linbai was sitting, and now he was lying playing games. He saw Fu Shen passing in front of him, holding his mobile phone to look at him. From his point of view, he could only see Fu Shen’s back, and someone’s hand that seemed to be “cuddling” song Fengwan’s waist.

what the fuck?

What are these two doing.