Yuan Jiang's steps were light and light, her fair cheeks were flushed, her fox eyes were filled with mist, and a few strands of her black and smooth hair were inadvertently stuck to her tender and juicy red lips, making her both beautiful and charming.
Jiao Jiao angrily grumbled with dissatisfaction: "Why rush me?"
This look made Fu Ce's Adam's apple tighten, his eyes were filled with lust and greed, and he couldn't wait to go over and hold Yuan Jiang's hand.
Yuan Jiang's petite body swayed nimbly to avoid Fu Ce's hand.
She keenly noticed that Fu Xiaoheng's gaze was getting hotter and hotter, burning her cheeks. She bit her rosy lips, tilted her head and looked pitifully at Fu Xiaoheng who was staring at her at the bottom of the stairs.
Fu Xiaoheng's face was sinister and terrifying, with a strong sense of oppression. His eyes fell on Yuan Jiang's rosy little face. What else could he not understand?
His cold and fierce gaze fell sharply on Fu Ce, who had a lustful look on his face. Veins bulged on his forehead, and he took big strides and walked behind Fu Ce.
When Fu Ce was about to touch Yuan Jiang's face with a smile, a large hand with a white jade-like luster and well-defined bones pressed down on his shoulder.
"Who... who is it? Why are you disturbing me?" Fu Ce frowned subconsciously, his head was dizzy, and he watched as Yuan Jiang in front of him turned into one, two, three...
His speech was unclear, but with a touch of irritability and impatience.
Fu Xiaoheng's eyes were sinister, his tongue pressed against his chin, and his fingers were clenched into fists, making a creaking sound.
Before Fu Ce could react, the muffled sound of fists hitting flesh was heard.
"Ah——!" Fu Ce screamed in pain, his face turned pale, and he turned his head to see who it was in shame and anger. Unexpectedly, the person behind him threw him over the shoulder. Under the heavy weight, he could only scream in panic and fear.
Then came a dizzying pain, and with a "thump", he fell down the stairs.
The drug was too strong, and Yuan Jiang's vision became blurred. She vaguely saw a pool of blood downstairs. Her gaze slowly moved upwards, finally settling on a slightly fierce face.
"Big brother..."
The voice that came out from her throat was soft and charming, and it was pleasant to the ear. The weak breath was accompanied by rapid panting, but it penetrated into Fu Xiaoheng's ear.
Fu Xiaoheng glanced at Fu Ce, who was unconscious with blood oozing from his head, and his cold and dark gaze fell on Yuan Jiang's face. He raised his lips with a half-smile and said word by word in a drawn-out tone, "Brother, sister."
"Missing you again, big brother?"
Yuan Jiang shook her head, opened her arms like a nimble little butterfly, and pounced into the arms of Fu Xiaoheng, who had a cold expression on his face. Her little hands restlessly slipped into the hem of his shirt.
Her cheeks were as red as if she had put on thick rouge, and her teeth bit her lips tightly, leaving a slight indentation and a white streak. She slowly raised her little face, staring at him with her big, watery eyes, and said in a soft tone with a hint of temptation:
"Kiss me, big brother..."
Fu Xiaoheng looked down at her, and the violent and controlling feeling in his heart suddenly disappeared. There was a fire burning in his waist and abdomen. Feeling the woman's small hands becoming more and more bold, he closed his eyes and opened them again.
He grasped Yuan Jiang's small hand and pressed his cold lips against her earlobe: "Brother, sister."
"What do you want?"
Yuan Jiang shrugged her slender shoulders slightly, and she stuck out her pink little tongue and licked her lips.
Her red lips parted slightly, feeling uncomfortable and pitiful: "You, you..."
"What should I do?" Fu Xiaoheng pinched her chin with his fingers, staring at her with his black eyes.
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