The wind and rain outside the window hit the window, as if it was hitting her heart.

How could her heart become hard when she was looked at by her face and eyes...

"I'm not angry, I'm not angry with you..." Even my voice softened.

His eyes were red, as if he was very uncomfortable, he lay back on the bed and buried his face in the pillow.

It's so heartbreaking.

Everyone looked at his back and couldn't help but soften his voice and asked him, "Is the second uncle okay? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

She reached out to turn on the light, but he grabbed her wrist and said, "Don't turn on the light."

His fingers were surprisingly cold, as if there was no temperature, but he was sweating coldly on his forehead. Is it painful?

"Don't turn on the light." He slowly tightened his fingers and held her wrist. His voice was buried in the pillow and lighter than a dream: "You will wake up when the light is turned on."

He moved his fingers and turned off the TV.

The dark room, the quiet room, the room with only the two of them, the sound of rain outside the window sounded humid and cool.

You could almost hear your heartbeat, and the sound in her throat was no longer natural. "Uncle Second... are you feeling uncomfortable? You have sweated a lot..."

He turned his face from the inside of the pillow to see her, his red eyes were wet and shiny. He grabbed her wrist and gently pressed her hand against his stomach, "It's uncomfortable here." He slowly moved and pressed against his chest, "It's not comfortable here."

The fingers were numb, and his eyes and his voice were like a gentle trap, pulling her hand and touching him little by little. He was still wearing the black and gold striped pajamas, and the silk felt like his skin, cool and slippery... It was not until he held her hand and slowly moved to his cheek that she found that his skin had a warm body temperature.

She heard her voice tighten, "Does it... hurt? Or is it disgusting?"

"It hurts." He replied softly, "It's also cold."

"Is it cold?" Dok quickly bent down and wanted to wrap the quilt on him. He pulled his wrist and gently pulled her. She didn't stand firmly on the bed, for fear of pressing him, so she quickly supported her arms, but was carried into her arms by him.

His body temperature was just a faint body temperature, and it smelled like a shower gel, as if he had just taken a shower, but his voice was hot and hot.

"If you hold me, I won't be cold." He pressed his cheek against hers and breathed under her neck.

He knew that he might just want to coax her to hug him, but... but he was so cold and he was really uncomfortable. He tried his best to make her hug him.

So... it makes people sad.

She reached out and hugged him, pulled the quilt with her other hand and covered the two of them, trying to make him warmer.

The rustling sound of the quilt rubbing, he hugged her tightly under the quilt, pressing his tide forehead close to her arms.

The moisture felt through her shirt and pressed against her skin. She didn't move, but her heart beat so fast.

He just hugged her, pressed her, and said in a silence: "Coco, pat my back, like last time."

His breath floated in her arms, blowing her shirt as it was hot and itchy. She moved her throat and said vaguely, "OK", gently stroked his tight spine with her hand holding him.

His spine became tighter.

I don’t know whose breathing and heartbeat were chaotic first, maybe the two of them were all chaotic, so the quiet room was full of breathing of two people, and the rustling of clothes. The more he hugged her, the tighter she became, the tighter she became, like two people who were entangled together and dared not move first, afraid that they would ignite the line first...

His face was pressed into her arms, and his breathing was so irritating that she couldn't breathe. He breathed in a suffocating manner. He hugged her tighter as he was afraid that she would leave. He rubbed her cheek against her clothes and kissed her collarbone under her collarbone.

It made her feel very light, but it made her feel numb once when she was electrocuted. He kissed her neck and chin, and hugged her waist and pulled her into the quilt.

In the dark and stuffy quilt, he stared at her, his red eyes were full of desire, his Adam's apple moved, as if he wanted to say something, opened his mouth and held his back, which could hold his neck suddenly kissed her lips...

The defense line in my heart collapsed suddenly after being kissed...

Why is he so good at kissing...

It made her kiss feel like she was dreaming, a dim, floating and downward dream...

She had nothing in her mind, only the breathing of two people, and said to him in a hoarse voice: "Kiss me, Coco...you kiss me too..."

She surrendered to her instinctively, reached out to hug his neck, kissed his lips, looked at his fragile face, and suddenly wanted to see him crying emotionally. She turned her head and kissed his earlobe, bite the mole on his earlobe, and called out: "Uncle..."

She heard him groaning, and the two of them fell into a dream-like night...

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Later, she couldn't tell whether he was sweating or tears when he was moved. She was so drowsy that she couldn't care about anything. She only heard him say hoarsely: "Don't leave me...Coco. Don't leave me again. I won't force you to divorce. I won't force you to do anything, as long as you don't leave..."

She forgot whether she agreed or not, and she didn't even know why she fell asleep.

I only remember that the rain seemed to have been falling all night and it didn't stop.

She was drowsy and woke up from sleep, and was too tightly held by him and felt uncomfortable.

Later, the rain seemed to stop. She felt his fingers gently wrap around her black hair scattered on her shoulders, and she was not asleep yet.

She was sleepy and tired, and just fell asleep in his arm. Suddenly, a knock on the door and scream came from downstairs: "Teacher Fu? Sister Keke? Are you here?"

Fu Shaoshu subconsciously covered her ears, but she was still awakened and opened her eyes cleverly.

That voice...is Prince?

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Ming's voice came in: "Call it, otherwise? I'm afraid that Shaoshu will feel uncomfortable and can't hear it."

I stood up and looked out the window with my arms. The bright light came into the gaps in the curtains, like a dream awakening...

Zhao Ming and Wang Zishi and the others are here... She and Fu Shaoshu...

She stared blankly at the face of her and Fu Shaoshu.

"Sleep for a while, don't worry about them. I'll ask the program team to take them to another villa." Fu Shaoshu gently stroked her face, wanting her to lie back in his arms.

Then, she heard another person's voice: "The program team said that Teacher Fu and the others are in this villa. I'll call Coco to avoid waking Teacher Fu."

Damn, it's Su Fang...

Her cell phone rang, and it was shown that it was Su Fang's call.

She was completely awake and no longer drowsy. She reached out to cover Fu Shaoshu's mouth and "shhhh" and then answered Su Fang's call.

"Hey? Ah... I didn't hear you just sleeping. Are you here? Wait a minute, I'll go downstairs and open the door for you..." I said with my cell phone.

Fu Shaoshu looked at her and lying at her phone calmly. There were red marks on her shoulders, which he accidentally couldn't help but keep. It looked particularly... Love|||Sexy, he let her cover her mouth, reached out to touch her shoulders, and felt sour and numb.

Finally, he got her again... She is still so satisfying... How can it be? It's not enough.

His fingers stroked her neck along his shoulders and kissed her palms...

Half of his body was numb because of being flirted. He hung up the phone, turned over and sat up, and quickly took the clothes and put them on himself.

A set of actions are done in one go, fast and neat.

Before Fu Shaoshu could react, she had already got out of bed wearing clothes, quickly buttoned her back and whispered to him: "You...we... were very happy last night, but... just think it was a dream." She leaned over and kissed him on the lips, "Thank you."

After saying that, he grabbed his shoes and ran out.

Fu Shaoshu leaned on the bed blankly and watched her run away as if she was running away. She wanted to be angry and laughed. She was such a scumbag who threw it away after using it.

What does that thank you mean? I am very satisfied with his service? Thank you for your hospitality?

She is so polite.

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It's over and it's over and she still can't resist this damn temptation and made a mistake!

While tidying up her clothes and tied her hair, she walked out and walked out of the living room door. The tide of sea breeze and cold air made her feel cold. She was such a morally corrupt woman!

She even wondered whether Fu Xiu had sex with Song Jiaojiao? Hope was out of the way.

It was already bright outside, and it was past eight o'clock in the morning.

Only when you walk out of the living room can you see the slight bruise on your thighs... Did Fu Shaoshu grab it?

He said the gentlest words and did the most fierce things.

Fu Shaoshu really...to her surprise. She looked so weak, but... it was too unbearable to behave. She couldn't stand it.

She pulled her skirt down, her ears turned red and walked to the door, opening the door.

Outside the door were Wang Zishi, Su Fang and Zhao Ming, and the three of them all looked at her, making her feel guilty, as if the word "accomplice" was written on her face.

"Where is Shaoshu?" Zhao Mingxian asked her.

"He is still sleeping." After saying that, he added again: "He slept with the medicine he took last night. I slept in the room next to him, and I don't know if I woke up now."

Zhao Ming did not doubt that he was there and asked in a low voice: "Is he okay?"

"It's okay, it's okay." It's very good, and it's amazing.

It was still a little rainy, and three people entered the villa first.

Wang Zishi said that Bai Lulu was preparing her makeup and it would take a while before she came over, and she happened to come over with Li Chuyi.

They all responded a little absent-mindedly.

Zhao Ming first went upstairs to see Fu Shaoshu, Wang Zishi and Su Jian downstairs waited for the program team to send their luggage over.

Su Fang looked at her and always felt as if she hadn't had good sleep, her face was a little tired, "Didn't you sleep well last night?"

"Ah?" Dok looked at him in surprise and immediately said, "I've had a good sleep, I've had a very good sleep." He avoided Su Fang's gaze and asked, "Are you hungry? I don't know if there is anything to eat here."

"I'm hungry, Su Fang and I were worried about Teacher Fu, so we took the bus to come before dawn and hadn't had breakfast yet." Wang Zishi walked to the refrigerator and opened the refrigerator to find something to eat. "There are eggs and fruits in the refrigerator, and toast. The goods are quite complete, but we have to make them myself."

Zhao Ming's moral bottom line was once again, and he was damn tilted towards him...
To be continued...