Su Qiao blamed this incident on the two videos just now.

After all, she had indeed eaten the fine chaff of Fu Yanxiu, and the few just now were really annoying.

When her back sank in, she realized that the sofa in the study was quite comfortable.

After three years of close contact, Fu Yanxiu had become familiar with all her sensitivities.

He lit fire everywhere on her body, and within a short while, Su Qiao was completely smitten.

Fu Yanxiu stood up and looked into her hazy eyes, his voice was bewitching, "Want it?"

Su Qiao bit her lower lip, her bright eyes now unclear, and she didn't speak.

Fu Yanxiu chuckled, "Don't want to?" He even straightened up as if he wanted to get up.

Su Qiao took advantage of the situation and lightly kicked Fu Yanxiu's calf. Fu Yanxiu's smile grew wider. He leaned forward and rubbed the corner of his mouth against her ear, "Qiao Qiao, I listen to you."

At the critical moment, her rationality returned briefly, and she pressed her knees against Fu Yanxiu's crotch, her eyes flashing, "No, it's not safe."

Both of them knew exactly what was unsafe.

The last time, because Fu Yanxiu didn't take any measures, Su Qiao swallowed pills raw in front of him, he still vividly remembers it.

Fu Yanxiu's breathing was heavy and heavy. After taking a breath, he stood up and took out a box of things from the storage drawer next to him.

When Su Qiao watched him skillfully taking it out to put it on, he suddenly paused, glanced at her, and handed it to her, "Put it on for me."

Su Qiao, "...why!"

Fu Yanxiu raised the corner of his lips, "You asked for it, you are responsible for it."

Su Qiao laughed angrily, with an attitude of giving up if she didn't do it. She turned over and was about to get off the sofa, but her waist was tightened and someone pulled her back. They changed their position and Su Qiao knelt on one leg on the sofa.

There was a rustling sound behind her, and the next second, Su Qiao moaned from the heat.

Fu Yanxiu caressed her soft body and whispered seductively in her ear, "Qiaoqiao, how good am I?"

If you say you want to wear it, then wear it yourself.

Fu Yanxiu was really hungry, and he was busy for half the night.

From the study, to the bedroom, and then to the bathroom, Su Qiao felt dizzy in the end.

When Fu Yanxiu put her in the bathtub and the warm breath surrounded her, Su Qiao's mind slowly became clear.

Looking at the ceiling of the bathroom, Su Qiao couldn't understand why her trip ended up like this.

"What are you thinking about?" Fu Yanxiu came in with a cup of warm water and handed it to Su Qiao's mouth.

Su Qiao rolled her eyes at him and turned her head away, not drinking.

"Drink it, you've lost your voice."

"I didn't--" Su Qiao wanted to refute, but her voice was like a broken gong, shattering her stubbornness.

She snatched the cup of water, drank half of it, and put it back into Fu Yanxiu's palm, closed her eyes, and decided to pretend to be dead.

There was the sound of the water cup lightly hitting the table, the sound of Fu Yanxiu putting down the water cup, and then the sound of water. Su Qiao felt the waves stirring in the bathtub.

She suddenly opened her eyes and saw Fu Yanxiu sitting next to her.

"You, you..." Su Qiao didn't know what to say, because Fu Yanxiu tonight seemed a little strange to her.

Even when they were the most intimate before, there seemed to be something between them.

Fu Yanxiu was not that presumptuous, and he would not show any short movies in front of her.

It is also said that the mandarin duck bath.

"Get out." Su Qiao hid aside. Although the double bathtub was large, once Fu Yanxiu came in, Su Qiao had no choice but to retreat.

"I bought this bathtub just for you." Fu Yanxiu glanced sideways, with a smile in the corner of his eyes. He glanced at Su Qiao gently and took him into his arms.

Su Qiao lay on top of him.

Su Qiao thought about it, but was unable to get off again because the man was holding her waist. All her strength had been exhausted by the torture just now, and she could only crawl back and forth like a flesh bug.

"Buckwheat..." The man's voice rubbed her eardrums, "Stop moving, please spare me."

Su Qiao's body stiffened, and she felt a change in a certain part of her body, and her cheeks instantly felt like they were on fire.

Su Qiao stayed still obediently. Fu Yanxiu held him in his arms and calmed down for a while, "Yan Min and Fu Zhixiu are two cancers that are difficult to deal with. Do you really want to go against them?"

Suddenly talking about business, Su Qiao paused and his mind started to spin, "Well, I have no choice."

Either you will be killed by them, or you will destroy them.

Between the two, Su Qiao could only choose the latter.

Fu Yanxiu didn't say anything else. I don't know how long it took, but Su Qiao's eyelids began to fight. In a daze, Su Qiao felt his body light up and he was picked up.

Later, the bed that held the body warm was the big bed in Fu Yanxiu's master bedroom.

Fu Yanxiu's breath was all over his body, and he felt very comfortable, almost falling asleep instantly.

At dawn, when Su Qiao woke up, the place next to her was already cold, and Fu Yanxiu had already left.

She didn't mind, anyway, they just got what they wanted. It wasn't a couple relationship in the first place, it wasn't before, and it wouldn't be now.

She got up and saw a set of clean clothes lying next to the bed. From inside to outside, including socks, they were all her size and style. Su Qiao didn't hesitate to take them and put them on, wash up and go downstairs.

There was breakfast in front of the dining table, which was her taste. She ate some briefly and then went to the study. The computer was still on. Su Qiao walked over and clicked on the folder she read last night, hoping to copy the information.

What happened last night was so sudden that she didn't have time to make a backup.

Thinking of last night's absurdity, Su Qiao's cheeks burned again. She quickly shook her head to forget about the scenes that needed to be mosaicd.

Focus on these files with full concentration, but don't click on those videos from yesterday, they are too eye-catching.

She did not click on it again, because all the information was gone.

Su Qiao's heart skipped a beat, and she first thought that Fu Yanxiu might have hidden those documents for safety.

As a result, she searched it again, but still couldn't find it.

No, it's all gone.

Su Qiao was stunned and took out her cell phone to call Fu Yanxiu, but no one answered.

She called Fang Zheng again, but didn't answer.

Was she fooled?

This was the first thought that came to Su Qiao's mind.

The phone rang, it was a WeChat message from Fu Yanxiu, a question mark.

Su Qiao quickly edited the information and asked briefly and concisely where those documents were because she wanted to take the exam.

After several minutes, Su Qiao was already impatient with waiting. Fu Yanxiu sent a message. Su Qiao quickly opened it and read it.

My heart instantly went cold.

[This matter is not suitable for your hands. I have my own arrangements. 】

What does this mean? Su Qiao wanted to ask. The text had been edited, but his finger hovered over the send button and it was not sent after all.

He regretted it, he must have regretted it.

Or maybe he never wanted to help her. The purpose of luring her here was to prove that Su Qiao still had feelings for him. As long as he hooked his fingers, she could bow down under his suit pants.

He just wanted to prove his charm.

It was just because Su Qiao had said something harsh that day that he felt unhappy and wanted revenge.

That's all.

Su Qiao was never worth mentioning to him.