Killing intent appeared on his face.
Even scarier than those gangsters.
Bai Weiwei thought for a while before frowning slowly, as if she just knew what he meant by asking this.
Her face flushed a little bit, her eyes were wet, and there was a light of anger.
The kitten that was tempted just now.
It turned into a fierce tiger fight, and she didn't care that her neck was in the hands of others.
Instead, he stretched out his hands, pinched the boy's collar, and pulled it down.
A ferocious aura that would tear his clothes apart.
"Fu Yuheng, why do you still have to tell the history of the affair when you kiss? Is it because you are afraid of getting AIDS?"
She sneered.
"Or does the old lady have a venereal disease? Do you want to go to the hospital for a comprehensive examination before kissing you? No, you should draw an isolation tape around you. Anyone who approaches you will be dragged to check, so as not to be sick and infect you."
She was just mad.
The voice was almost roaring, the momentum was amazing, and the fingers were desperately pulling at his clothes.
To die with him.
Fu Yuheng's murderous anger just now was torn apart by her.
Obviously, he has always been cold and deterrent to his subordinates.
It's more of an accelerator for her.
Let her petty tantrums turn into big tantrums.
The kitten in front of him has become a fire-breathing dinosaur, and he can't wait to spray him into slag.
Fu Yuheng pursed his lower lip, his cold brows still wrinkled, he interrupted her word by word.
Attempt to seize the right to speak.
"Your kiss..."
Bai Weiwei sneered, "Are you good at kissing? Why, you like to talk about those who are not good at kissing. You can still print out the contract and type out all your requirements like last time. I'm so familiar with it, so I don't touch you. Mustard."
Fu Yuheng: "You..."
Bai Weiwei: "What are you, you are making trouble unreasonably, you like the young girl who said it earlier, you are perverted."
Fu Yuheng: "..."
Bai Weiwei: "Oh, brother, you are the best. Do you like this style? Or do you like me to carry a kindergarten schoolbag and sing a little star for you."
After speaking, she suddenly realized.
Fu Yuheng: "..."
What is vexatious is knowledge.
The first time I saw a girl's vexatious method.
Fu Yuheng, who has always dealt with mature people, was stunned.
That bit of anger was pulled into helplessness by her.
He even wanted to let go of himself, tied her with the quilt, and covered her mouth with his hands.
At this moment, Fu Yuheng, who is just like a boy who has just grown up, has a helpless look on his face.
And Bai Weiwei was still desperately pulling on his collar.
"What age is it now, you are a feudal old man, so you care about my kissing skills, why don't you ask me if I'm in the wrong place?"
This is simply a deadly bayonet.
He stabbed Fu Yuheng through blood.
He moved his lips, and finally couldn't bear it any longer, and lowered his head to kiss her.
She was stunned.
Then raised her eyebrows, the girl not to be outdone, and kissed back fiercely.
The battle between lips and tongues begins.
Mutual exchange.
Just fighting and bleeding.
Her breathing was messy, not as familiar as the temptation just now.
Instead, they were a little bit at a loss.
Broken down.
Fu Yuheng finally got back some self-esteem as a man.
He pinched her neck, loosely and without much force, as if he was holding a kitten by the neck, with a threat.
But no harm.
He left her red lips, his long eyelashes drooped, his eyes dark as night.
The boy's thin lips were also unusually red.
With a seductive moist feeling.
His voice was extremely low, "If you change the subject again, I won't condone you."