Quick Transmigration: The villain made the hero cry again

Chapter 40 The little white-flowered heroine who got her waist 40

Does he need to say it a few more times?

She spent a day walking at the beach, pondering over the plot and thinking about what the problem was.

She couldn't remember where she had forgotten the plot.

She left whenever she needed to.

The plot of "Small World" only ended with Fu Sirui saving her and confessing his love to her, and she accepted him again.

The sea breeze gave her a headache.

She watched the setting sun gradually sink into the deep sea, leaving only a red glow, and the ships in the distance gradually disappeared.

There was a bit of chill on the beach, so she tightened her clothes.

Wait until she gets home.

The moment she entered her fingerprints, she realized something was wrong.

She raised her eyebrows and opened the door.

There were no lights on in the room.

She turned on the light.

The bright light hit the person on the sofa in the living room, and he squinted his eyes uncomfortably.

It's Fu Sirui.

His face was pale, his messy black hair covered his red eyes, and his wrinkled white shirt lined him, revealing a sense of decadence and brokenness.

Realizing that she was back, he slowly raised his head. He grabbed the box in his hand tightly, his fingertips turning white.

His voice was a little hoarse.

"Chen'er, you're back."

He stood up, his tall figure a little shaky. He slowly approached Shen Chen and leaned down to kiss her.

She ducked sideways.

There was a flash of pain in his eyes.

He pulled Shen Chen's sleeves and stubbornly pulled her into the bedroom.

Shen Chen looked at him in confusion, unable to understand what he was trying to do.

But when he saw him looking at her, a pale pink color appeared on his pale face, he bit his lower lip in embarrassment.

The hand with clear joints slowly lifted up and ripped the shirt open. The buttons fell off and bounced loudly on the ground.

He lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, and the torn shirt hung sideways on his body. He knelt on the bed and opened the black box with trembling hands.

Begged: "Shen Chen, don't touch others."

"Play with me."

What Gao Yang can do, I can do too.

He is better looking than he is and he can do better.

Shen Chen said that he is the best.

He is willing to break his spine for her, and he is willing to become a plaything for her.

He just begged her not to leave him.

He can't leave her, he will die if he leaves her,

Shen Chen glanced at him with a dark look. The box was actually filled with things from Gao Yang's dark room.

Don't touch others?

Did he think he touched Gao Yang?

She is not so hungry that she has sex with such disgusting people.

She just whipped him.

Fu Sirui misunderstood that she was sleeping with Gao Yang, so he stripped naked and ran to her house to seduce her?

Shen Chen looked him up and down.

Fu Sirui's scorching gaze made Fu Sirui's body feel hot. He was trembling all over and crawled towards Shen Chen.

Grass!

Shen Chen pressed the tip of his tongue against the roof of his mouth, feeling a little itchy.

He hooked Shen Chen's neck, his hot body was close to hers, her breath sprayed on his face, and he closed his eyes.

But Shen Chen didn't take a step closer.

She raised her hand to pick up the quilt, surrounded him, and formed a round chicken roll.

A furry head popped out from under the quilt. He opened his innocent eyes and looked at her unblinkingly.

With tears in his eyes, he flattened his lips and said, "So you would rather touch him than me?"

Shen Chen's brain suddenly popped onto his head.

"What are you thinking about? I haven't touched him."

Fu Sirui was hit by the pain and shrank his head when he heard her words.

He pursed his lips: "I saw it."

Shen Chen bent down and kissed his pink lips: "What did you see?"

Fu Sirui froze on the spot.

He wanted to touch his lips, but his hands were trapped in the quilt.

She kissed him.

After Shen Chen kissed him, she was stunned. She straightened up, and there seemed to be traces of his warmth still on her lips.

She frowned her beautiful eyebrows calmly, and a trace of confusion flashed in her eyes.

She turned around indifferently, her voice a little stiff: "I just beat him, I didn't touch him."

(End of chapter)