The Young Master Relies on His Beauty to Dominate the Entire System - Chap 22
　This clumsy farce made Fu Tingchuan very unhappy. He ignored Bai Tang’s plea to stop him and just took Jiang Luoluo’s hand and left the Bai house.
　　Putting Bai Tang’s anger and resentment behind, Jiang Luoluo sat in the back seat of the car, with a soft cushion under his buttocks, being fed water by Fu Tingchuan.
　　”Is your throat still sore?”
　　Fu Tingchuan wiped the water from his lips and asked softly: “My voice was hoarse when I woke up in the morning.”
　　Jiang Luoluo shook his head.
　　”Is your waist still sore? Does it feel uncomfortable? Do you want me to rub it for you?”
　　Jiang Luoluo shook his head again, thinking that no wonder Fu Tingchuan always held his waist. It turned out to be because of this.
　　But the culprit was not the Fu Tingchuan in front of him. Facing Fu Tingchuan’s compensatory consideration, Jiang Luoluo always felt a little ashamed.
　　Jiang Luoluo exclaimed as his body suddenly lightened up, and his whole body was lifted up and landed on Fu Tingchuan’s lap.
　　Fu Tingchuan put his palm on his waist with a serious and concerned expression: “Does it hurt here?”
　　Saying this, he was about to bring the cushion over.
　　Jiang Luoluo quickly stopped: “It doesn’t hurt, it doesn’t hurt, it has stopped hurting a long time ago…”
　　The other party just said “Hmm”, and his knuckled fingers tore the shirt apart a little, and his big hand slid in along the line of his waist. The palm of his hand was hot, and Jiang Luoluo’s body was stiff due to the heat, and he did not dare to move. move.
　　”Relax.”
　　Fu Tingchuan pinched the back of his neck, held him in his arms, and used his other hand to rub his waist skillfully and skillfully, along the spine, one after another.
　　The person in his arms was as honest as a kitten. He hummed after being rubbed, and lay obediently on him. After a while, he yawned a little.
　　The phone vibrated twice. Fu Tingchuan touched the phone, his eyes stayed on it for two seconds, and then deleted the message.
　　He lowered his eyes and glanced at the person lying obediently in his arms, his eyes slightly dark——
　　When you wake up after a high fever, instead of calling him as your husband, you call another man instead?
　　Just attending a banquet caused the boy from the Li family to start investigating his life experience and interests?
　　His baby is really naughty.
　　The phone vibrated twice more, and Qin Zheng’s name popped up on the page. Fu Tingchuan slid on the screen, and the man’s excited voice came from the phone:
　　”Tingchuan, are you going out for a drink tonight? I have good news to share with you!”
　　Fu Tingchuan: “What are you so happy about?”
　　”Hahahahahaha!” There was a burst of laughter on the other side of the phone: “That grandson of Zhai Xiao! The same one who stabbed me in the back and stole my little lover! Guess what!”
　　”The grandson was organizing a full-moon party for his son two days ago. His little lover gave birth to him. He sent out invitations and shouted everywhere, but guess what!”
　　”Hahahahahahahaha that child is not the son of this grandson! He really deserves it!”
　　”Nowadays, some people still believe in running with the ball. Who knows if I haven’t seen you for such a long time? Not to mention that I haven’t seen you for so long. Most of them are taken care of as soon as I open my eyes and there is someone next to me on the pillow. In fact, the night before The people next to me are not sure whether they are…”
　　Hearing this, Fu Tingchuan’s pupils suddenly shrank.
　　”…When I opened my eyes, there was someone else next to me on the pillow. I wasn’t sure whether the person next to me the night before was…”
　　After holding Jiang Luoluo’s waist for half a second, Fu Tingchuan stared at the hickey on the back of Jiang Luoluo’s neck with deep eyes.
　　He could never remember how the two people had a relationship, but the scene at that time made him subconsciously think that the man was him.
　　What if…that person is not me?
　　What if… I use it to top the bag?
　　Fu Tingchuan raised his eyelids, his eyes filled with suspicious murderous intent.
　　There are some things that you still have to try yourself to know.
　　At night.
　　The night breeze fluttered the curtains, occasionally revealing a little twilight.
　　The man’s voice was gentle, “Here?”
　　Jiang Luoluo was trapped in the quilt, hunched over, as soft as a kitten.
　　”husband……”
　　The man’s deep laughter filled the air, with a hint of joy.
　　”It turns out this is really the place.”
　　”Then why don’t you tell me, baby, what else did I do last night?”
　　…
　　Dusk was falling, and there was a layer of fog on the window panes.
　　The night is getting darker.
　　All the sounds in the bedroom fell silent, and a small lump bulged on the bed. Jiang Luoluo’s fingers were pressed under her cheeks, and her eyelashes were wet and stuck together.
　　Slender fingers touched his hair, and the man’s dark eyes tightly enveloped him, like a dragon guarding the jewelry in his cave.
　　Paranoid and eager eyes formed a cocoon, scanning the peaceful sleeping face.
　　After a long while, he sighed softly: “Forget it, I’ll let you go tonight.”
　　-
　　Jiang Luoluo was woken up by an itchy feeling on her neck.
　　He opened his eyes, and Fu Tingchuan was touching his neck inquiringly, “Why is it so red?”
　　This expression and tone definitely belong to the overlord Fu Tingchuan who has switched back.
　　Jiang Luoluo shook her head following his movements, and wanted to reach out and touch it, but Fu Tingchuan pulled her little hand down again.
　　”Why am I so harsh?”
　　Fu Tingchuan leaned closer, breathing on his neck, “Why don’t I remember that I kissed you here?”
　　Jiang Luoluo’s mind numbed, and resentment towards the body of “Fu Tingchuan” surged into her heart, and she began to get angry: “Yes, it wasn’t you, I screwed it out myself in front of the mirror!”
　　As he spoke, he turned around angrily, leaving Fu Tingchuan with the back of his head, and also pulled the quilt to cover himself.
　　The person behind him came over again and patted the most bulging part of the quilt, “Why are you so angry? Do you want your husband to punish you?”
　　”You punish me!”
　　Jiang Luoluo opened the quilt and got her head in. A muffled voice came from the quilt: “Punishing me hard, don’t stop, you are so rich anyway, you can change to another one when you get tired of it, and you don’t have to feel bad!” ”
　　A section of her lower back was exposed where the quilt wasn’t covering it. The soft white waist was dotted with cyan finger marks, which was particularly dazzling and shocking.
　　Fu Tingchuan stretched out his hand and touched it. The person in the quilt stiffened and then swooshed a little deeper.
　　Fu Tingchuan retracted his hand sarcastically.
　　He was really angry at that time, neither light nor heavy, and it seemed that he was tormenting people to death.
　　Fu Tingchuan coughed, feeling a little inexplicably embarrassed when facing Jiang Luoluo, who was sulking inside a small hill.
　　It felt like a teenage boy annoying a female classmate he likes, while the other girl lies on the table and keeps crying.
　　He was sitting nearby, at a loss.
