After Liang Muchuan and the others left, calm returned to the villa.

Song Qingyou had been busy all day, and she accompanied Song Chang to look at the house in the evening. Now she relaxed and felt that her bones were about to fall apart. She turned to look at Fu Wenzhou, but saw that his eyes were locked tightly on hers, and his black pupils reflected her thin figure.

figure.

Song Qingyou thought he had something to say, so she waited patiently. After a few seconds, she saw that he hadn't spoken yet, so she couldn't help but wonder: "Why do you look at me like that?"

Fu Wenzhou suddenly hugged her into his arms and said in a hoarse voice, "Youyou, you just felt sorry for me, didn't you."

His force was quite strong, and his tone of voice was a little aggrieved and filled with hidden joy. The skin against her waist was hot, and it soon spread to her ears.

Although she dares to say any dirty words in bed, she always shows her innocence in unexpected places.

The ultimate contradiction in him is extremely sexy and full of temptation.

Song Qingyou leaned forward and bit the corner of his lips, and chuckled, but soon she stopped laughing.

The two of them were so close that their skin was almost touching. She could feel Fu Wenzhou's changes almost immediately.

After realizing something was wrong, Song Qingyou pushed the man away mercilessly and stared at him warily: "You said last night, once a month, do you want to go back on it?"

Fu Wenzhou showed a hint of embarrassment. His body had no ability to resist Song Qingyou, and he said in a low voice, "I know, I didn't do anything."

Song Qingyou wouldn't believe him, "I'm going to take a shower, don't follow me."

Just as Fu Wenzhou was about to step forward, he paused and said reluctantly: "I told you I won't do anything to you, let's wash it together."

Song Qingyou: "No."

Fu Wenzhou looked at her back as she went upstairs with a complicated expression: "You were very lustful and dissatisfied last night, why did you turn your back on me again today?"

Song Qingyou looked back and glared at him: "Will you die if you don't say a few words?"

Fu Wenzhou was scolded, and he was so embarrassed that he did not dare to speak.

Then he remembered that Song Qingyou asked him to cut his hair in the morning. He reached out and touched the back of his head and immediately asked his assistant to make an appointment with the hairstylist.

When Song Qingyou came out of the shower, she saw Fu Wenzhou sitting lazily leaning on the bed, flipping through the medical book she had casually placed on the table.

She wiped her hair and asked, "Do you understand?"

Fu Wenzhou was honest: "I can't understand."

Song Qingyou: "...Then what are you looking at?"

Fu Wenzhou sat upright, stretched out his long arms, and pulled Song Qingyou into his arms. He placed his big palm on the back of her hand and rubbed the soft flesh of her white and tender palm with his fingertips.

"Youyou, I'm going on a business trip overseas tomorrow." Fu Wenzhou said in a low voice.

Song Qingyou was stunned for five seconds before she heard her own voice: "Why are you suddenly on a business trip?"

Fu Wenzhou's lips pressed against the back of her neck: "There is a project to discuss, it will take about a week or so."

A week is not a long time.

Song Qingyou said "Hmm", "What time is the flight?"

Fu Wenzhou's eyebrows showed a bit of joy: "You want to give it to me!"

Song Qingyou glanced at him, "I'm just asking."

"...Oh." The puppy's tail drooped: "Ten o'clock."

Song Qingyou couldn't help but curve her lips, and said with a faint smile: "When you come back, I will pick you up."

The puppy's tail stiffened again: "What you said, don't go back on it."

"Um."

As soon as she finished speaking, Song Qingyou was pressed down on the bed and received a long kiss.

There is no wind or rain tonight, and it is extremely quiet.

Early the next morning, the sun pierced the mist, and Song Qingyou woke up rubbing her sleepy eyes. When she raised her eyes, she saw an enlarged face in front of her. She was so frightened that she coughed violently.

Fu Wenzhou's expression changed, and he kept helping her breathe, "How are you? Are you feeling better?"

Song Qingyou coughed a few times and then stopped, her eyes falling on the other party again.

She couldn't tell what she was feeling at this moment, she just felt that her heart was beating non-stop and tended to speed up.

The man cut a few strands of hair randomly in front of his forehead. The black hair around his ears was neat and crisp, but it was lengthened a little at the ends and had clear layers. The length of the hair ends just covered the large tattoo on the back of his neck, which made it even more looming.

Full of mystery.

Such an unruly hairstyle paired with those rich, sharp and profound facial features exudes an indescribable sexiness and danger.

It's a face that can easily drive people crazy.

Song Qingyou lost her mind and felt a trace of regret.

She shouldn't have asked him to cut the wolf's tail.

It's so captivating.

Otherwise, why is her heart beating so fast?

Fu Wenzhou only thought that she was blushing because she was feeling uncomfortable. His heart was clenched and his voice was deep: "It's okay, Youyou. It will be fine. It will be fine."

Song Qingyou's eyes wandered, she nodded incomprehensibly, and holding her heart that was getting faster and faster, she got up with difficulty and went to the bathroom to wash up.

In just a few steps, Song Qingyou looked back three times.

Finally, she slammed the door and looked at herself in the mirror. Her ears were already red.

Fu Wenzhou discovered that Song Qingyou had been deliberately avoiding him this morning, sitting far away from him during meals. When Song Qingyou avoided his sight again, he finally couldn't help but ask: "What's wrong with you? Is it because I have such a bad hairstyle?"

Good-looking? But didn’t you ask me to cut this..."

At the end of his words, he became a little aggrieved and pitiful, as if he was accusing him.

Song Qingyou was panicking inside, but she remained calm on the surface: "No, it's very beautiful."

Fu Wenzhou obviously didn't believe it: "Really?"

Song Qingyou nodded: "Really."

Fu Wenzhou narrowed his eyes: "Then why are you avoiding me?"

"..." Song Qingyou was silent for a few seconds, then said very calmly: "Because beauty can mislead people."

Fu Wenzhou was stunned for a long time before he reacted. He immediately grinned, and his whole body and hair were tingling: "Youyou, you can't just love my face. In fact, I'm good in other aspects, such as in bed."

Song Qingyou: "..."
Chapter completed!