In the silent master bedroom, the atmosphere turned flirty.
Fu Hanzheng carried her up to the bed, caressed the girl's obviously thinner face and kissed her deeply.
Gu Weiwei had her arms around his neck and responded to his kiss.
The gentle and lingering kiss gradually turned passionate and she fell into a daze.
It seemed that this separation had been full of changes, so that even Gu Weiwei, who had not been that relaxed in bed before, was very devoted today.
However, since Fu Hanzheng had not taken a rest since he came home, they did not have too much fun after the first time.
Curled up in Fu Hanzheng's arms, Gu Weiwei whispered, "Aunt said that I can meet Cayman Dorrans openly sometime, and it seemed that Old Lady did not object either."
Fu Hanzheng raised his eyebrows in astonishment. "They really said that?"
"Well, your father did not object to it, and they agreed," Gu Weiwei said.