After being tortured and reborn, the real daughter killed Song Nanxi Fu Jingyao crazy

Song Nanxi was stunned for a moment. Unexpectedly, this man suddenly became drunk?

"Xier...Xier..." Fu Jingyao hugged Song Nanxi and called her softly over and over again.

The hot and moist breath sprayed on Song Nanxi's neck and cheeks, making her itchy.

"Can you still leave?" Song Nanxi asked helplessly.

You obviously can't drink it, but you just wanted to help her drink it?

Now she still has to support him?

If it weren't for the fact that this man was really drunk, Song Nanxi would have suspected that he was faking it?

Song Nanxi was just about to help him walk towards the car when he suddenly felt a pain in his neck, lowered his head and frowned: "You bite me?"

Fu Jingyao was completely unconscious at this time, holding Song Nanxi just by instinct and refusing to let go.

Seeing this, Song Nanxi sighed deeply and had no choice but to help him walk towards the car parked on the roadside.

At this moment, the figure who had been following Song Nanxi took several photos of their backs before leaving.

Song Nanxi reached out and took out the key from Fu Jingyao's body, and finally helped him get into the car.

Fasten his seat belt and the car slowly started.

She originally wanted to send him back to the Fu family's old house, but she thought it would be so late to disturb the old man's rest, and she would be worried when she saw him like this.

He simply drove to his own private villa.

At this time, a faint smile slowly appeared on the lips of the man sitting in the passenger seat.

She had been to Fu Jingyao's private villa before and knew the password.

Fortunately, the villa was not too far from the hotel. Half an hour later, Song Nanxi parked the car in front of the villa.

Although Fu Jingyao doesn't come here often, the villa here is still cleaned every day.

This place is relatively close to the Fu Group building, so sometimes he always comes back here to stay for one night.

After Song Nanxi parked the car, he helped him get out of the car.

After entering the villa, she helped him upstairs.

Entered the room and put him on the bed.

Song Nanxi didn't expect that this man looked thin and had only a few ounces of meat, and he was not light.

Seeing him drunk and unconscious, Song Nanxi had no choice but to help him take off his clothes and shoes so that he could sleep more comfortably.

Just when she had done everything and was about to leave.

The man who had kept his eyes closed suddenly opened his eyes and reached out to grab Song Nanxi's arm.

Song Nanxi was unprepared, and her feet were not steady for a moment. When he pulled her, she fell directly towards him.

Seeing this, Fu Jingyao put his arms around her waist and prevented her from knocking on the bed.

After Song Nanxi reacted, he found that he was already in Fu Jingyao's arms.

He raised his eyes slightly and met the man's dark and deep eyes.

Seeing that his eyes were clear, where was the slightest hint of drunkenness from just now?

Only then did she realize, so this man was just pretending?

"Mr. Fu pretended to be very good." Song Nanxi's voice came faintly.

Fu Jingyao curled his lips and smiled: "I'm not pretending. I'm really drunk. I just sobered up."

Song Nanxi was held in his arms and still pressed on him.

The two of them were so close that Song Nanxi could even see the fine hair on his face.

The man's facial features were incredibly handsome, and his deep eyes were full of affection.

His eyes were filled with her figure, and there was no room for anyone else.

When Song Nanxi was taking off his clothes just now, two buttons of his shirt were pulled off. Now, with a slight movement, his smooth white chest and delicate and charming collarbone were exposed.

Song Nanxi's hands happened to be placed on his chest at this time. Under the palms of his hands were the scars left during his operation.

Song Nanxi sewed it up for him with her own hands at that time. Her suturing skills were almost unmatched by anyone in the world.

But even so, a long and thin scar was left on the chest.

Song Nanxi reached out and gently touched the scar on his chest. The scar on his fair chest looked very abrupt.

"I will find a way to remove this scar for you." Song Nanxi looked at the scar that destroyed the beauty and said.

Fu Jingyao reached out and held Song Nanxi's hand on his chest, and said with a low smile: "No, this is what you left me. I can't bear to get rid of it. I have to keep it well."

Song Nanxi was about to say something else when she felt the hand on her waist exert a slight force. Her body turned over and was pressed under him.

"I'm a man, it's okay to have some scars on my body." Fu Jingyao whispered in her ear.

Seeing this, Song Nanxi put her arms around his neck: "If you want to keep it, then keep it."

Fu Jingyao lowered his head slightly and kissed her cheek tentatively: "Don't go back tonight, okay?".

Song Nanxi looked at the time, it was already past eleven o'clock in the evening.

When she left, she didn't tell the Lin family that she was going to spend the night outside. She used to be fine by herself, but now that she was living in the Lin family, she still had to tell them.

Seeing Song Nanxi's expression, Fu Jingyao had already guessed it.

"I called my grandpa and the others and said that you were drunk and sleeping in the hotel at night."

Hearing Fu Jingyao's words, Song Nanxi felt more and more something was wrong.

A hand moved from the back of his neck to under his chin, gently squeezing his neck: "So Mr. Fu had already arranged it? Have you even plotted against me?"

Song Nanxi never liked the feeling of being plotted against. She pinched Fu Jingyao's neck and used a little force: "Do you know the consequences of plotting against me?"

Fu Jingyao let her pinch his neck, and the smile on his face became deeper and deeper, revealing a small tiger tooth that did not match his temperament at all, and a pair of beautiful and charming fox eyes full of love.

"Even if it's poison, I want to try it. You are mine." After he finished speaking, he ignored the hand on his neck and lowered his head to kiss Song Nanxi passionately and eagerly on the lips.

I don't know if it was because of drinking, but Song Nanxi saw a trace of stubbornness and madness in his eyes that he had never seen before.

She was imprisoned under him, and the man's strength was astonishing.

Song Nanxi felt the domineering aura coming from him, and before she could react, she was drowned in Fu Jingyao's hot and delicate kiss.

His kiss was crazy and domineering yet gentle. Even in a half-drunk and half-awake state, he was still extremely gentle to her.

Deep in love, Song Nanxi bit the man's neck.

"Fu Jingyao, remember, you are mine too." Even though Song Nanxi was pinned down by him, he was still declaring his sovereignty in vain.

"Xier, I love you."

Fu Jingyao told her blushing words of love over and over again, and he didn't know when he took off her clothes.

Song Nanxi reached out and hugged his neck, and responded enthusiastically.

Perhaps feeling Song Nanxi's response, Fu Jingyao worked harder.