Fu Jinzhi was so angry that he could not speak, and glared at her, clenching his fists, as if he was about to reach out to draw her next moment, and warned with disordered breathing: "If you dare to slander me in front of him, I will definitely not let you go! "
"Slander?" Qiao Yimo looked at her, red lips curled up, and mocked, "Does your reality still need to be slandered? Since you think I'm not a good person, you should understand that I still tell him the truth? The good words all depend on your attitude. Do you still expect me to help you while picking my business?"
"You threaten me?" Fu Jinzhi looked at her incredulously. Why is this woman so vicious
Qiao Yimo raised his eyebrows slightly, "You think it is a threat or a threat. After all, I can't boast any good words when I think of you and feel bad."
"You!" Fu Jinzhi pointed at her and gasped for breath.
"Think about it for yourself!" Qiao Yimo didn't want to talk to her anymore, got up on crutches and walked towards the bathroom, leaving a word as he walked, "Your brother should be here, go out to meet him, and you can complain about anything you want. Talk to him."
Regardless of whether Fu Jinzhi left or not, Qiao Yimo moved into the bathroom with difficulty and closed the door with his backhand, ignoring the makeup on his face. He leaned over in the pool and kept washing her heart with cold water, as if this was the only way she could feel her heart. The impulse to collapse was suppressed.
[... My brother’s favorite woman in the past is now back to China. She has a double doctorate degree in medical psychology. She is beautiful and temperamental. Compared with a third-rate entertainer like you who only sells laughter, I don’t know how many grades it is. My brother again Not stupid, don't worry if your sweetheart does not marry and plan to keep you forever? 】
Fu Jinzhi's words seemed to have a string of echoes lingering back and forth in her mind.
She just irritated her just to compose Fu Jinzhi's words, and sure enough, the woman in the bar last night was the Lingling in Fu Sinian's mouth.
A capable and elegant woman, Fu Sinian liked this.
Yeah, which man doesn't like this kind of woman? What is surprising.
She suddenly remembered the look and tone of the man when he faced the woman, gentle and lazy, as if he had relieved all fatigue and precautions, not to mention the alienation and indifference.
This feeling is like Fu Sinian's treatment of Rong Feng and Pei Qian
, And it is completely different to her.
Thinking of certain things and being more certain of this thought, her heart was colic with those emotions that were hidden in the depths.
Is she going to keep fighting...
Qiao Yimo stretched out his hand to close the water valve and stood up again, looking at the bloodless face in the mirror, with a complicated expression in his eyes.
She stood in front of the mirror for a long time, then reached out and wiped the dried water stains with a towel.
Suddenly there was a door opening outside, and she paused when she wiped her face, her expression had returned to normal, but her thin face without a smile became even more cold.
Opening the door, looking at the figure standing at the door, she was slightly startled, there was no surprise on her face, and she chuckled, "You are here."
Fu Sinian looked at the woman holding a cane in one hand at the door, his handsome face was particularly expressionless, "You asked me to come over, what role do I need to play in your self-directed and self-made play tonight?"
Qiao Yimo raised his eyes to look at him, "I didn't make up a story, I just told the truth. As for why I came here suddenly, I still have to ask your sister, if you want Grandpa to live a few more years, it's best to remind her not to spend all his life. Such a toss."
After speaking, she limped towards the bed, wearing only a thin white short-sleeved shirt revealing two thin white arms, fragile as if they might be broken at any time, and the two pencil legs were straight and straight. Long, dressed up fresh and refined like an elf.
The man looked at her darkly, his throat rolled silently, his voice was hoarse and mellow, and he mocked, "How much do you think you can be safer than her?"
Qiao Yimo twisted his eyebrows, "Do you know the truth..."
"Does the truth matter? How many people join in the fun will care about the content of the actors?"
"..."
Qiao Yimo tightened her pink lips, and raised her eyes to meet the shallow sneers in the man's dark eyes, as if watching a clown.
She gave up and continued to argue with him, slowly lowered her eyes, and said in a low voice: "You can go to the bedroom upstairs to sleep at night."
The man lowered his eyes and glanced at her little white jade feet stepping on the cold floor. He slowly narrowed his eyes, his thin lips filled with a cool smile, and looked at her, his voice became slightly dumb, "Where did I learn it again? A way to hook people
Are you waiting for a man to hug you without shoes? "
"..."
Qiao Yimo looked down at his feet and curled up his toes.
She also noticed that it was probably because of Fu Jinzhi's words that she was upset and she forgot to put on the good medicine.
The man took a step forward with long legs, stretched out his hand to encircle her waist and hugged the person completely up and placed him in the **, leaned slightly and circled her in the small space between his hands, his face showed a kind of pampering lightness. Laughing, his voice is lazy, "But I haven't done anything with you for a few days, so you lack men like this?"
Qiao Yimo's face flushed, but she was so angry that she really underestimated the shamelessness of this man.
Indifferent under the bed, ** beasts.
She stretched out her hand to push him, feeling a little nervous, biting her lip low, "My feet are still not well, if I don't raise them well, there will be sequelae that affect work in the future."
The man straightened her small face, he could smell her body as soon as he lowered his head, his mind gradually calmed down, he curled his lips, and said calmly: "There are so many spare tires waiting in line to support you, but I am afraid of finding them. Not working?"
"..."
Qiao Yimo's face suddenly sank, staring at him incredibly wide-eyed, gritted his teeth and said with some injury: "Do you have to doubt me so?"
She saw him having dinner with other women and didn't ask anything, but he just used some unnecessary things to taunt her, how could she not be angry.
The man squinted, rubbed his fingers against her smooth face, and smiled lightly and gently, "You have prepared so many green hats for me outside, and I have to think about which one I will wear in the future."
Qiao Yimo felt a pain in his heart, and for a moment he bit his lip, blood stained his lips, and instantly turned bright red.
Fu Sinian's dark eyes deepened, and a second before she added her lips, she lowered her head and kissed.
As soon as Qiao Yimo's pupils shrank, he subconsciously turned his face away and refused.
The man narrowed his eyes, raised his hand and forced her back to deepen the kiss.
The bright red blood was smeared and stained on the lips of the two of them, adding a hint of danger and a hint of color-love.
He skillfully pried open her lips, pinched her chin with one hand, and slowly reached under her with the other.
Qiao Yimo frowned when he tasted a smell of fishy and salty taste, and the eyelashes of his thick eyebrows trembled lightly.
(End of this chapter)