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Chapter 1125 I am not a saint

Chen Chu looked at Fu Yan's back and subconsciously pursed his lips.

Tsk, the smell of watermelon.

It is the best time to eat watermelon indoors with air conditioning in summer. If there is someone you love around you, you will feel extremely happy.

Chen Chu didn't hear clearly what the movie said, and she only heard Fu Yan say in her ear that she missed her.

The low male voice came over and over again, and Chen Chu had no intention of watching a movie.

Not to mention watching movies, she couldn't even eat watermelon.

Chen Chu felt that his heart was itchy, so he snorted lightly, and put the watermelon down: "How much do you think about it?"

How much do you think about it? You have to say it over and over again.

The man smiled, hugged her in his arms, lowered his head and kissed her lips, and gently.

Then she heard his laughter: "I can't describe it."

Chen Chu couldn't stand him smiling while looking at himself tenderly. His look at her like this gave her the illusion that he lived in his body, as if his soul could be seen through.

"That's just that I didn't want to."

She deliberately misinterpreted his words.

Fu Yan hooked his eyes and held the person in his arms with his hands.

He hugged Chen Chu and placed it on his thighs like a child. Then he leaned over and pulled the wet wipes from the coffee table, and carefully wiped her hands.

Chen Chu looked at his slow movements and felt that he was the food he washed and prepared to eat.

She leaned behind her and looked up at Fu Yan: "I haven't finished eating yet."

“No more eating.”

He helped her clean her hands, and when she lifted her hand, she threw the used wet tissue into the trash can.

Then he touched her cheek and lowered his head to kiss her forehead.

The thin lips kissed from the forehead to the tip of the nose, then the cheeks, and reached her lips as freely as she was.

His breathing was a little hotter than hers. Chen Chu subconsciously moved, but he held it down: "Don't you want to know how much I miss you?"

He looked down at her, his eyes fell on the moist red lips, Fu Yan's Adam's apple rolled slightly, and then he raised his hand and lowered his head to the back of her head and kissed him.

He kissed her gently, as if warm water was flowing by, Chen Chu was covered and could escape, but he didn't want to escape.

Slowly, the kiss became hot from tenderness, as if it was to compare with this summer.

Chen Chu was so kissed that she was confused. The movie scenes playing in front were flashing, and her consciousness was also flashing.

The air conditioner in the living room was just right, but now it can't hold back the people on the two of them.

"I'll be gentle."

Fu Yan kissed her while comforting her.

Chen Chu subconsciously tightened his hand holding him, leaned on his shoulder, and responded as if nothing had happened.

Fu Yan really missed her very much, and she was almost crazy.

However, reason prevailed. Chen Chu had just passed three months, so he did not dare to be presumptuous.

Chen Chu just felt like he was soaked in a tank of warm water, and he was in chaos.

Half an hour later, both of them seemed to have been fished out of the water.

Fearing that Chen Chu was catching a cold, Fu Yan picked up the stripped blanket beside him and covered her, and carried the person into the bathroom.

Chen Chu stood on the shower with his shoulder, and Fu Yan threw away the blanket and opened the shower.

The warm water fell down, and Chen Chu subconsciously looked up at the man who was supporting him.

But her legs were still a little weak, and she was a little unstable after standing for a while.

Fu Yan hugged her, "You can't stand firm?"

Chen Chu listened to his words and heard the smile pressing in the voice. She looked at the earlobes that were close to her, looked for two seconds, opened her mouth and put it in.
Chapter completed!
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