Chapter 99

Song Fengwan calms down in his room for a few minutes before going out. Fu Chen has changed his clothes.

Light gray sweater, black trousers, black hair half dry, Qingjun soft, but also showing silk evil sycophantic perverse.

"Eat." Fu Chen has already opened the lunch box. The dumplings have been stuck together for a long time.

He pushed away the dumplings one by one, separating the good from the bad, and gave the good to song Fengwan.

"Third Master, actually I don't mind..." this considerate let song Fengwan feel uneasy.

He is good-looking and so intimate. Although he has a strange temper, he has money and figure. Whoever marries him in the future will save the galaxy in his last life.

"Eat." Fu Chen pressed his voice, but he could not hear the joy and anger. Song Fengwan was obedient and bowed his head to eat dumplings.

She didn't dare to look up at Fu Chen at all. Remembering the scene just now, she still feels her ears are hot and her heart is beating.

Fu Chen is just like nobody, which makes her feel more guilty.

**

After dinner, song Fengwan scrambled to pack up his things, while Fu Shen sat on one side and finished his coffee. "Let's go, take you skiing."

"Nothing to prepare?" Song Fengwan was skiing for the first time and didn't know what to do.

"Clothes and equipment are ready." Fu Chen takes his coat and goes out. Song Fengwan catches up.

Fu Chen often comes here. He has his own dressing room and a compartment. They change clothes together, but they are not uncomfortable.

Song Fengwan wore a ski suit for the first time, which was the one-piece one. It took her a long time to put it on. She looked at it in front of the mirror for a long time and made sure she was dressed neatly before she went out.

It was only then that I found that her and Fu Chen's clothes were of the same style, one black and one white.

It's like wearing a couple's dress.

"Hat, goggles. I'll take you to the back to practice first." Fu Shen had already taken the ski equipment and went out.

Song Fengwan followed him closely and pulled his clothes.

Out of the back door, the cold wind hit, fell on the face, fast as a blade, cutting face.

Looking from afar, there was a vast expanse of white snow. The distant sky was full of clouds, and the clouds were pure and holy.

Deep green cedar, heavy snow, all beautiful.

"I'll show you first." Fu Chen had already put on his snow gear, took his ski cane, and walked around the edge freely.

Black windproof mirror, ink hair flying, Sa Sa uninhibited.

A minute later, he came back and handed the stick to song Fengwan

Song Fengwan, a little embarrassed, took over the ski stick and, according to his posture just now, made a pose like a gourd

Fu Chen stood behind her and put his arms around her. The gesture seemed to encircle her, holding her two hands and going up.

"Hold on here."

Although the voice is mixed with the cold wind, it is close at hand.

She subconsciously wants to shrink aside. Someone's arms are tighter and more forceful, and she is firmly shackled in her arms. If they are not all wearing thick ski suits, their bodies are completely seamless.

He was close, and the breath went through the hat, blowing her ears hot.

"Don't be so tight. Relax."

Aware of her evasion, Fu Shen's lips curved slightly, so sensitive.

"Bend your legs slightly, and don't hold your waist all the time..."

His fingers suddenly clasped on her waist, and she stiffened again.

Fu Chen's meticulous teaching, although through thick clothes, that feeling is also very different.

If it were someone else, song Fengwan would have slapped it in the past.

Piansheng Fu Chen is serious and helps her adjust her posture. She looks more serious.

Song Fengwan shakes his head. What kind of beauty can Fu San ye not find? How can he treat her as a minor

He is definitely not the kind of person who will take advantage of others.

"Try as I say." While she was still meditating, Fu Chen had already released his hand and stood aside, just like a gentleman.

Skiing is similar to learning to skate. Either you are very talented or you have to wrestle. It's common to bump.

Song Fengwan fell again and again, and finally he was able to slide a little distance alone. Fu Chen stood on the side and looked at it, but he was very distressed.

Someone had a good time. He thought he was a good skater and waved to Fu Chen.

Fu Chen sighed. He was heartless.

**

Seeing that it was getting dark, Fu Chencai called song Fengwan back. Her hand was hurt before. Just now, she tried hard. Now her hand was so soft that she couldn't even take off her clothes.

"I'll unzip you." Fu Chen saw her face flushed and panting. It was clear that she didn't exercise enough at ordinary times.

"No, I'll do it myself." Song Fengwan said so, but his arms were soft and trembling when he lifted them up.

Fu Shen low smile, that pair of deep not to see the bottom of the eyes, like can take people's soul, let people trance.

He approached her, approached her, bowed his head

It was like kissing. Song Fengwan was in a hurry to keep his eyes open.

The ski suit should be waterproof, windproof and warm. The zipper design is unique. She really can't take off her clothes by herself at the moment. She can only watch his white fingers stretch out

Pick up her chin, turn out the zipper on the inside and help her untie it a little bit

From top to bottom, it's like trying to clean her up.

She drooped her eyebrows and eyes, her little face after the exercise was crimson, her Phoenix eyes were squinting, and she was a bit coquettish.

"I'll do the rest myself." Song Fengwan casually hooked his long hair over his ears, revealing the earlobe, soft white mixed with blood color, charming and lovely.

She went to the dressing room in a panic, but Fu Shen chuckled.

In his eyes, her every action is like teasing him and making him happy

He thinks he has excellent self-control, but now he is like a little boy, hot and restless.

It's really amazing.

**

At the moment, Duan Linbai is setting up a gambling game at Fu Chen's house.

"Come on, don't miss it when you pass by. Will Fu San attack sister song tonight? I'm sure he'll leave..."

Shifang happily went to bet. Fu Jiaqi and others also wanted to have fun. Besides, when the third master was away, they were more relaxed and gathered around to join in the fun.

Qianjiang stood on one side, frowning, with a heavy face.

"Lao Jiang, go and have fun." Ten square against him, "a face of bitterness, who owes you money."

"Qianjiang, whether you come or not, a dollar will do." Duan Linbai waved to him.

Qianjiang but youyou to a, "public gambling, illegal."

Duan Lin Bai was stunned for a second, "you're so special! Get out of here!"

After scolding, he coughed twice and his face turned red. Sooner or later, he would be angry to death.