Even in the dream, Mr. Fu is conscious. He is the God of God and can control these things.
But, he never stopped.
Because even a nightmare is the only way to see her.
That woman, that disappeared woman.
The woman he will never love again.
He thought, no wonder he could sleep tonight, because the comfort of each other in those lonely nights was so crazy.
Master Fu was so moved!
He couldn't bear to wake up, but he felt that the guy was rubbing his little body so seductive and tender. He wished he could sink into it and sink himself deep into it...
He began to respond gently, the warmth and smoothness of the tentacles made Fu Ye even more intoxicated.
Flowers are not sleeping, flowers are not sleeping...
However, soon, Mr. Fu suddenly woke up a lot. He had a beautiful spring dream, but the dream was too real. The smooth touch in his hands and the touch of being touched by others...
Damn it!
This is not a dream!
This is true!
Someone climbed into his bed and wanted to steal him!
Mr. Fu will never allow such a thing!
So he suddenly opened his eyes.
What caught my eye was a little guy with black hair, black and fine hair, big watery eyes, looking at her in a daze, his little mouth was like a cherry, muttering dissatisfiedly...
The small body has developed so well that it wants to be a good person. Although it is thin, it is soft and not like a mature woman's body. It is a little loli, wearing a pink short skirt, sitting under his waist, in a secret area, closely connected with him through the fabric...
The little guy seemed to find it fun, sitting there, stumbled, making Mr. Fu feel hilarious and keen all over his body...
Mr. Fu did not push her away, but shouted in disbelief: "Fu Fu..."
This little guy he almost ate in his dream was raised by him as his daughter, Fufu.
Seeing the little guy sitting there in a mess, Master Fu pinched his forehead, feeling anger and anger.
That is not hatred for Fufu, but for oneself.
sky……
Damn it!
What did he do to her!
This is his daughter!
When Fufu'er heard his father calling her, he immediately smiled happily, and turned his head and wanted to give her a kiss.
For thousands of years, Mr. Fu has really raised this egg as a daughter. The whole world knows that this egg is the daughter of his god Fuxi. At this time, he is awake and will not really do such an unfair thing.
He quickly pulled her waist, letting her kiss fall into nothing and imprinted on his chest.
Mr. Fu was sleeping in his pajamas. At this time, a spring dream came down and his upper body was peeled clean.
Xiao Fufu didn't kiss Mr. Fu's mouth, and he nipped a little bean. He couldn't help but smile and nipped the little bean, but he nipped it hard.
Mr. Fu was just having a dream, but at this time he was tortured by this little guy and his body was swelling and painful.
Although he vowed to raise this girl as his daughter, she was actually Hua Weimian after all, and her body was particularly compatible with him. The girl Fu Fu was chewing her indiscriminately, which made Mr. Fu's body very tight, feeling like he was passionate and erect!
He was helpless: "Fu Fu!"
Fu Fu then raised his eyes and looked at her. The pair of eyes were particularly beautiful. Although it was not the strange red of Hua Weimian, it had the same charm, black like glass, extremely moist.
He stared at Mr. Fu in a flash, which was particularly seductive.
Then Xiao Fufu called out in the extremely sweet loli voice: "Husband..."
Mr. Fu just felt as if he was struck by lightning and was stunned.
He took a deep breath, finally endured his irritable temper, and said to Fufu Xiaoniuer with a smile: "It's not my husband, it's my father, come on, call me!"
Although the word Dad is also very confusing when used on the boat, Fu Ye hopes that Fu Fu and him can recognize the boundaries between the two, and from then on, due to blood ties, they will depend on each other for life.
Xiao Fufu smiled, his big eyes were particularly seductive: "My husband..."
Master Fu wants to strangle her to death.
What kind of daughter did he raise? Other people's daughters were born as babies, so they were very pink and cute?
Why is Fu Fu actually a little loli right from birth? That's all right, his mouth is full of bastards and couples.
Mr. Fu really... hated Hua Weimian so much at that time.
A lewd woman, even if she is reborn, is still a slut.
Master Fu was angry: "Don't call me like that!"
Fu Fu'er immediately curled his lips, feeling particularly aggrieved: "What are you going to call you? Enemy? Dear? Baby? Little Guy? Good brother?..."
Fu Ye was in a mess in the wind: "Call Dad!"
Fu Fu'er moved immediately, shook his little body and shouted in a slutty voice: "Ah...good dad...please let me go... dear dad..."
Three black lines suddenly appeared on Mr. Fu's forehead.
It seems...that's the case...
She really called his father...
But why, this situation is so amazing!
Mr. Fu was very worried about Fu Fu Niu'er's future. Hua Weimian's dream was to eat the flesh of gods and cultivate all the gods. She didn't have the ability before, and she didn't have that good time...
Now Fu Fu not only has that ability, but she is also the God of Heaven, Time, Place and People...
Mr. Fu immediately stroked his forehead with great concern!
I really can't figure out why other people's little daughter is well-behaved and ladylike, so why is it her turn to be so perverted!
In theory, Hua Weimian's consciousness disappeared.
Fu Fu cannot inherit Hua Weimian's memory.
In other words, Fu Fu Xiao Niu is either talented or self-taught...
He is extremely talented, but he really doesn't have to do it.
Self-taught?
In order to cultivate the style of a lady from Fu Fu Niu, he would ask him to study in the study for one or two hours every day. At first, he asked someone to study for her, but later, he ignored it and naturally let her read it by herself.
He always has some things to be busy with, so he naturally cannot control Fu Fu's reading time, and Fu Fu's time spent in the study room for a particularly long time.
He was particularly pleased at the time and felt that he had raised a knowledgeable daughter.
Only then did I realize that it seemed that it was not like that!
Fu Fu'er, I guess he's all ****, **, and that kind of yelling skills must have been learned from books...
Mr. Fu was so upset at that moment!
When he was young, he was quite restless and had many books of this kind. He also seriously replaced the cover of this kind of book with a selection of poems and historical covers...
At this time, after thinking about it, the poem that Fu Dandan looked at at that time was not poetry, but the one who looked at the head of the head...