The scumbag's little ancestor hasn't fallen off the horse

Chapter 362 His Little Goblin

Fu Xiuyao carefully took the clothes out of the bag and brought them to his room.

Feng Zhiting's room is not much different from his study.

A row of bookcases with vast books on them.

Feng Zhiting's desk is bigger than his bed.

The large room looks very monotonous at first glance, but it is very elegant.

"Look." Fu Xiuyao unfolded the clothes in front of him.

"It looks good." Feng Zhiting said with a smile.

"You didn't even look at it seriously." Fu Xiuyao replied after seeing him just glanced at it.

Feng Zhiting took the clothes, but looked at her, "I only have eyes for you."

Fu Xiuyao: ...

"You can still speak earthy love stories?"

"what is this?"

Fine.

"Try it and see if it suits your temperament."

Feng Zhiting has a lot of black clothes, and white clothes are not suitable for him. She chose warm colors from dark colors to see if this change would suit him.

"Okay." Seeing the expectation in her eyes, his mood also improved.

Fu Xiuyao sat on a chair and waited for him to come out of the bathroom after changing clothes. Bored, she looked at the desk in front of her and accidentally found a chess piece on it.

She had seen this chess piece before in his room in Xinghang International Apartment, Shuai Hong, why did he keep this chess piece, could it have some meaning?
"In the beginning."

Hearing this, Fu Xiuyao looked up at him. The clothes were close-fitting, which just showed his perfect figure. The brown casual clothes were different from the cold and solemn suits in the past, and looked gentle and friendly.

It could also be that his attitude has changed.

"nice."

Seeing her staring at him, Feng Zhiting's expression brightened.

Although she was looking at clothes.

Fu Xiuyao walked up to him and looked around, "Do you like it?"

"like."

"To be honest, don't like everything I give you."

Feng Zhiting didn't answer, seeing her walking around him with anticipation and joy, he felt an urge to kiss her.

After having this thought, he stretched out his arms to wrap around her waist, and lifted her up. The action of a princess hugging her was done in one go.

Fu Xiuyao tilted his head to one side, he didn't expect him to do this kind of behavior.

It's a little embarrassing.

Shyness is an attractive charm, he stared at her ears and cheeks, lowered his head and kissed her tender face.

Fu Xiuyao's heart felt like it had been electrocuted.

"What are you doing?" The voice was softer.

The straight man actually took the initiative to attack.

Feng Zhiting didn't understand why she asked such a question.

"I'm kissing you."

Fu Xiuyao: ...

Turning passive into active is what she is good at.

She turned her head and looked at him with burning eyes, but she didn't avoid it now.

She stretched out her right hand and wrapped it around his neck forward, rubbing the warm fingertips on his neck.

Feng Zhiting could clearly feel her warm fingers moving slowly, finally stopping at his Adam's apple.

The alluring peach blossom eyes completely exposed her charming nature.

The red lips raised slightly, carrying a fatal temptation.

Really like it.

She leaned over her head, and her lazy and sexy voice sounded in his ear, "How is it?"

The big hands supporting her slender waist instantly became hot, and the posture was ambiguous and intimate, intimate and seductive.

His Adam's apple was moving up and down, showing his restlessness.

Doodle.

The vibrating sound of the mobile phone disturbed the ambiguity in the room.

"Put me down."

Calmly, she poured another basin of cold water.

Feng Zhiting silently put her down, and while she was answering the phone, lowered the temperature of the room's air conditioner by a few degrees.

It was the butler who called.

"what happened?"

"Tell the owner that what he has prepared is ready."

It was only then that Fu Xiuyao remembered that Feng Zhiting had said in the morning that he had a surprise for her.

"Why don't you call him directly?"

The housekeeper smiled lowly, "He won't answer the call."

Fu Xiuyao: ...

(End of this chapter)