Heartwarming Aristocratic Marriage: Influential Master's Wife-Chasing Strategy

" coach, it's not that we're not working hard. it's just that our opponents are too fierce! "

"little sister, do you want to eat something? or water?"

"can you get lost? you look like a human trafficker. sister, let's ignore him and talk for a while. what's your relationship with chen wang?"

……

chen wang almost ran to the door. when he heard the knock, fu huan jumped up immediately. when the door was opened, he saw fu huan's pitiful and helpless face.

this group of men was indeed a little ...

"you're here? that's fast." the uncle stood up.

"thank you," he said.

"you're too polite."

"let's go," chen wang walked in, took the bag from fu huan's hand with great familiarity, and held her hand as they walked out.

"thank you," he said. fu huan thanked the crowd and followed him out. he took a deep breath after he left the lounge. he was so embarrassed that he could die. when he came back to his senses, he realized that chen wang was still holding his hand.

he was tall and had long legs, so he was half a step away from her. his fingers were wide, but they were hot.

it was like the fire in the summer, hot and humid, tightly holding her hand.

at this moment, she seemed to understand the meaning of the ten fingers were connected to the heart. holding her hand, she felt as if she was pinching her heart. all her breathing and heartbeat did not seem to be hers.

" i thought that was your lounge, and i didn't knock, so ... " fu huan recalled what had happened just now and felt extremely embarrassed.

"it's fine." chen wang said bluntly.

in fact, the two of them had had intimate contact when they signed their names, but it was not like this. his palm was too hot, and the heat passed through his palm and spread throughout his body, causing fu huan's body temperature to rise by a few degrees.

she moved her fingers. chen wang frowned but did not let go. instead, he took her directly to the rest area.

at this time, the players and coaches had already started to gather. only the assistant instructor was waiting at the door. when he saw chen wang, he let out a long sigh of relief. " you scared me. you didn't answer my phone. hurry up, there are only ten minutes left before the drawing of lots. "

"i know,"

" that ... " he pointed at fu huan when he saw her. he thought chen wang had gone to the washroom. where did he find a girl?

'f * ck ...'

chen wang pulled fu huan into the lounge. the assistant wanted to follow him in, but the door closed with a " bang bang bang ", almost squeezing his foot.

"chen wang, the competition is about to start. hurry up!" the teaching assistant tugged at his short hair. he was still confused by the door.

fu huan was also a little confused when she entered the lounge. he should be changing his clothes, so why did he pull her in?

at that time, all her thoughts were focused on their clasped hands. she was so happy in her heart that she felt dizzy. she didn't remember where she was or what she was doing. she only came back to her senses after entering the lounge.

"where are the clothes?" chen wang asked.

"oh, here!" fu huan opened her bag hurriedly. she was in such a hurry that the zipper was stuck on her clothes. she didn't dare to use too much force. it was a small matter to break the zipper, but it would be terrible if his team uniform was damaged.

the more anxious she was, the more useless it was. fu huan pulled for a long time but still couldn't get the clothes out.

chen wang took a sip of water and looked down at her.

today, she ...

he was a little confused.

fu huan's thoughts were more than vague today. they hadn't contacted each other for many days, and she was excited to finally meet again.

" this ... " fu huan tried to pull her clothes out, but she didn't dare to use too much force.

chen wang put the water aside, bent over, and reached out. the zipper was the size of a fingernail. his fingers were almost wrapped around fu huan's body. her heart throbbed and she forgot to retract her hand.

"my hands are a little hot." it was already autumn and the air was cold, but his hands were burning hot. " i ran to you just now. it was a little hot and i caught fire. "

"i'm sorry, i thought there was only one lounge 6, so i let you go through so much before the game."

chen wang curled his lips and did not say anything. his hand was almost wrapped around hers as he gently slid the zipper. this feeling was even more intimate than holding hands.

moreover, the two of them were very close to each other, and even his uniform breathing could be clearly felt. because his head was lowered, his breath splashed on the back of fu huan's hand. she pursed her lips, and her heart was beating wildly.

"you feel sorry for me?" the lounge was very large, but fu huan felt that the space between the two of them was getting smaller and smaller. they were almost squeezed together, and his breath seemed to be exceptionally clear when he spoke.

"yes."

"just cheer me on later." as she spoke, the zipper slid and the clothes were released. it was the corner of the clothes that was caught, but it didn't affect the clothes.