Chapter 623 Feed Him Biscuits (Ask for Monthly Pass)

An An was taken away by Lu Yan. Tang Moer and Lin Shiyu looked at each other and said, "There are only two of us left. How about we have fun together?"

Lin Shiyu raised her willow-leaf eyebrows and said, "Okay."

As soon as the voice fell, "Ding" and "Ding" two car horns were heard, and two luxury cars followed one after another.

Gu Mohan and Fu Qinglun came together.

Gu Mohan had just come down from an international conference. Secretary Yan Dong drove an extended version of the business luxury car. The rear window slowly slid down, revealing Gu Mohan's handsome face.

He wore a handmade white shirt, a tie around his neck, a dark blue business vest and a dark blue crisp suit on the outside. A shining silver brooch on the suit exuded the charming atmosphere of a senior elite.

His handsome back was lazily leaning against the seat, with a document on his knees. When the car window slowly slid down, Gu Mohan lifted his eyelids and looked at Tang Moer outside, "Get in the car."

Two simple words, just domineering.

Tang Moer, "..."

This time, Lin Shiyu covered her mouth and laughed secretly, "Moer, your Mr. Gu is the spokesperson for the domineering president."

Mr. Gu is really a classic in the domineering president.

Under the man's intimidation, Tang Moer surrendered without any prospects, "Shiyu, I'm leaving first."

"Let's go." Lin Shiyu waved her little hand.

Tang Moer got on the business luxury car, and the luxury car sped away.

...

Tang Moer left, and a soft voice sounded in her ears, "Mommy."

Lin Shiyu glanced sideways, the luxury car door opened, and Fu Qinglun came down holding Little Lemon.

"Little Lemon, why are you here?" Lin Shiyu's delicate eyebrows quickly overflowed with maternal tenderness.

"Mommy, Daddy and I are here to pick you up."

Lin Shiyu looked at Fu Qinglun. Unlike Gu Mohan, who was dressed in formal clothes, Fu Qinglun was dressed casually.

He wore a white V-neck sweater inside and a black cotton jacket outside. He was as tall and straight as jade, a gentleman.

Fu Qinglun's cold black eyes also fell on Lin Shiyu's beautiful face, his eyes were burning, gentle and hot, "Shishi, let's go home."

"Okay." Lin Shiyu nodded.

"Daddy, Mommy, can I have a matcha-flavored cookie?"

Little Lemon pointed to a nearby old dessert shop. She had been receiving treatment for the past few months and wanted to eat a cookie.

Looking at Little Lemon's eager eyes, Lin Shiyu felt distressed, "Okay, Mommy will buy it for you, but you can only eat one."

"Thank you, Mommy, mu~ma~"

Lin Shiyu raised her foot to buy it.

But the next second, a white and clean big hand reached out and wrapped her slightly cool little hand in its own palm, "Let's go together."

Lin Shiyu's feathers like a cattail leaf fan trembled, and her heart felt a little sweet, "Oh."

Fu Qinglun held Little Lemon in one arm and held her hand with one hand, and the family of three walked into the dessert shop.

Little Lemon had already felt the pink bubbles in the air and said happily, "Daddy and Mommy are in love."

...

After buying a box of matcha-flavored cookies, the family of three returned to the luxury car, and Fu Qinglun was driving.

The mother and daughter sat in the back, and Lin Shiyu fed a cookie to Little Lemon, "Is it delicious?"

"It's delicious, Mommy will have one too."

There is something delicious to share.

At this time, Little Lemon suddenly said, "Daddy will have one too, but Daddy is driving and can't eat it. Mommy will feed it to Daddy."

Feed Fu Qinglun cookies?

Lin Shiyu's heart skipped a beat, and she looked up at the man in front of her.

Fu Qinglun lifted his eyelids and looked back through the rearview mirror.

The eyes of the two people collided in the air.

Lin Shiyu was a little unnatural. She had a cold personality. When she was in school, there were many people in love around her. She often saw couples feeding each other.

She and Fu Qinglun had been married twice, but she had never been in love.

She couldn't do this.

She would rather throw him down on the bed.

Little Lemon looked at her eagerly. Lin Shiyu raised her slender white hand and tucked a strand of hair on her cheek behind her ear. She looked at the man, "You... don't want to eat?"

Her meaning was very clear, quickly refuse.

Fu Qinglun looked at her. The car was heated. She took off her coat. Inside was a bright yellow lazy style sweater, a long skirt with floral patterns, and her wavy hair was casually scattered. Her little face was beautiful and charming.

Now she looked at him, with a hint of shyness in her eyes.

Fu Qinglun slowly raised his thin red lips, then nodded, "I want to eat."

"..."

Does he not understand her hint?

She thinks he did it on purpose!

Lin Shiyu pinched a cookie and handed it to the front, "Here you go."

Fu Qinglun did not take it. His low, mellow and magnetic voice echoed in the silent car, and it was extremely beautiful. "I'm driving, Shishi, you feed me."

"Mommy, you feed Daddy quickly."

"..."

Lin Shiyu moved, her slender body slowly moved forward, and when she approached the driver's seat, she smelled the clean and clear masculine scent on him.

Her eyes saw the big hand he pressed on the steering wheel, his fingers were slender, the joints were sharp and beautiful, and they were very white.

Lin Shiyu admitted that Fu Qinglun was a very charming man. He was not as brave as Lu Yan, nor as strong as Gu Mohan. He had aristocratic blood flowing in his body, and he was very gentlemanly to women.

The scene of her throwing herself at him appeared in his mind. When she threw herself at him, he quickly stretched out his two strong arms and caught her steadily. The two fell on the big bed.

His fine bangs covered his handsome eyelids. When he let her do whatever she wanted, he lightly frowned, revealing a charming and weak look.

"Here you go." She handed the biscuit to his lips.

At this time, a low laugh sounded in his ears, "What are you thinking about?"

Lin Shiyu raised her eyes and saw that the biscuit in her hand was handed to his head.

"..."

Lin Shiyu's beautiful little face steamed two light reds. She would not tell him that she was thinking about throwing herself at him.

Adjusting the position, she fed him the biscuit.

But at this time Fu Qinglun turned a corner, Lin Shiyu's hand slipped, and the biscuit fell directly.

She lowered her eyes and saw that the biscuit fell in a very awkward position, in the middle of his strong thighs.

This...

"Pick it up." Fu Qinglun said.

He asked her to pick it up.

Lin Shiyu curled her red lips, "Who told you to turn sharply? Pick it up yourself."

She was about to go back.

But at this moment, a white and clean big hand reached out, grabbed her soft and boneless little hand, and pressed it down.

"Fu Qinglun!" Lin Shiyu's face flushed, and she hurriedly reminded in a low voice, "Little Lemon is in the car."

Fu Qinglun raised his beautiful sword eyebrows, "I asked you to pick up the cookies, what's so shameful about it?"

"..."

Lin Shiyu bit her lower lip with her fine white teeth, "Oh, then I'll pick it up, but where are the cookies?"