The three words "Fu Shenxing" on the paper are the most obvious. Some places are not only imprinted, but even faintly and thinly stained with ink, and the font is thin. The sharpness is so sharp that it can be seen how much effort she used when writing. He glanced at her in some surprise, then lowered his head to identify the other ones, moved his fingers slightly, and changed the angle of the paper, trying to see the writing marks more clearly.
He Yan reacted, gritted her teeth, snatched the paper back from Fu Shenxing's hand, tore it in half, quickly stuffed it into the paper shredder beside the table, and said sternly, "What are you looking at? What's so good-looking? Didn't your adults teach you not to touch other people's things casually?"
Fu Shenxing wasn't wary that she would use such a rogue method, and even scratched his fingertips with the sharp paper. The wound was small, but blood slowly oozed out. He looked up at her, squinting slightly. He asked her unhurriedly, "Why are you nervous? What was written on the paper? Why is there my name?"
He Yan snorted coldly, raised her jaw slightly, and used a tough attitude to cover up her true emotions, "I can write whatever I want, can you control it?"
He looked at her and chuckled softly, "Writing my name, of course I can handle it, don't tell me that you love me so much, you miss me so much that you wrote down my name without knowing it." name."
He Yan sneered, and responded tit for tat: "Why don't you hate it to the bone, write down your name when you have nothing to do, and make it into a paper man to play with?"
He twitched the corners of his mouth mockingly, but said nothing, just looked at her.
There was a moment. He Yan felt that her heart stopped beating, because she remembered a more terrifying thing. The piece of paper she wrote before was not shredded, but rolled up and thrown into the wastebasket. Paper with imprints can kill people even more! But she didn't dare to hesitate at all, and she didn't dare to glance at the wastebasket. She just packed her purse and asked him in a cold voice: "I'm leaving get off work, are you going to stay here?" ?”
Fu Shenxing smiled faintly, took a step back, leaned lightly on another table, and said, "He Yan, don't provoke me, you know, I'm not a good-tempered person. This is your office. I don't want to Do anything to embarrass you."
She stopped what she was doing, looked up at him quietly for a moment, and asked him word by word: "Fu Shenxing, what embarrassing thing are you referring to? Are you asking someone to rape me here? Do you want to tarnish my reputation like them, and post my big-character posters all over the school?" She was talking. His eyes turned red uncontrollably, but his spine was still straight, "This is what you call embarrassing, isn't it?"
He frowned slightly and pursed his lips in silence.
"If it's the former, you can do whatever you want. Anyway, you didn't do this kind of thing once or twice. Anyway, you were bitten by a dog, where you were bitten, and which dog you were bitten by. Is there any difference? As for the latter." She He stopped, smiled disdainfully, lowered his head and took out the report letter from his bag, and patted it on the table next to him with a "snap", "Someone has already done it for you, but it's not good enough. You can refer to it, I hope you can do better!"
After she finished speaking, she turned around and left, but he grabbed her arm when she didn't want to.
He grabbed her wrist, pulled her back to his side, and said lightly, "If you have something to say, it's like a powder keg, it explodes at one point, and you didn't tell me before, how did I know that you were posted at school?" big-character poster."
Since he was willing to show weakness, she naturally wanted to seize the opportunity to go further, and asked him with a sneer: "Have you talked to me well? Threats at every turn, Fu Shenxing, I am already like this, the family is gone, the husband is gone, and the reputation is now It's all smelly, everyone in the school knows that I was taken care of by a rich man named Fu, followed him in and out of sensual places, and was taken care of by him. Fu Shenxing, what else can I be threatened by you?"
He didn't answer, but actually smiled.
Seeing this, she became even angrier, and shook his hand vigorously to try to break free from him. Seeing that he refused to let go, she lowered her voice and shouted angrily: "Let go, Fu Shenxing!"
But instead of letting go, he stretched out his other hand to hook her neck, clasped the palm behind her head, then turned his head and pressed down, stuffing all her anger between his lips. He kissed her very hard, his lips and teeth rubbed together, and the tip of his tongue was entangled. She struggled hard at first, but slowly, that struggle weakened a little bit, and finally she completely compromised with him.
After a long while, her whole face flushed red, and he was willing to give up and looked up at her. There were clearly water waves in her eyes, but she still stared at him bitterly, and said angrily: "Shameless!"
"Thank you for the compliment." He smiled, not paying attention to it at all, let go of her, picked up the letter, looked at the three printed words "reporting letter" on the envelope, and asked her casually: "Just because of this matter, I don't want to accept the letter." Go back?" It was almost ten o'clock, if he hadn't found out that she was still in school at this point, he wouldn't have made a detour to find her on the way home from work.
He obviously put aside the matter of the writing marks for the time being, but she still had lingering fears in her heart, intentionally appeared more depressed, smiled at herself, and replied: "You have to calm down and think about who you have offended. "
Fu Shenxing raised his eyebrows and asked her: "Have you figured it out? Who have you offended?"
She glanced at him coldly, and replied, "I offended you alone."
He couldn't help laughing, took out the letter paper to look at it, glanced briefly, but looked up at her, and asked with a half-smile: "Xu Chengbo? What? Do you still have an affair with him?"
He Yan was so angry that she couldn't speak, she just hit him hard with her bag.
He grabbed the strap of the leather bag and said with a smile: "Why are you in a hurry, am I just joking with you?"
"Fuck you!" She cursed in a low voice, feeling unrelieved, she simply annoyed him: "That's right, I have an affair with him, not just an affair, we have already had seven or eight legs!"
This was obviously her angry words, so he naturally wouldn't take it seriously, and asked her back with a smile: "Are both of you a crab?"
She was taken aback, gritted her teeth and refused to talk to him anymore, but her face was pale, and after a while she asked him in a trembling voice: "Fu Shenxing, you think this is very funny, don't you? It’s fun to be pointed at wherever you pass by, isn’t it?”
Only then did he stop laughing, looked at her silently, stretched out his hand and pulled her to his side, lowered his head and continued to read the letter, but after a while he chuckled and said, "This man knows who I am, and he doesn't dare to provoke me." .”
He also saw this at a glance, she was a little surprised, and looked up at him.
Fu Shenxing smiled at her, and said again: "But it's not the people around me, because they know very well that doing so has already provoked me."
She smiled mockingly, and flattered him regardless of traces: "You are the king of Hades, so the little ghosts around me naturally dare not provoke you. Only this little demon who came from who knows where only heard of your reputation, but did not know you. means, thinking that this way I won’t mess with you.”
The villain is never afraid of others saying he is evil. Fu Shenxing just smiled when he heard this, and even turned his head to peck her on the cheek, and said with a smile: "I just like your meanness."
He folded up the letter paper, stuffed it with the envelope into his jacket pocket, and said, "Leave this to me."
In fact, He Yan didn't want to involve Fu Shenxing in this matter. He is too lawless and always uses violence to control violence, so he doesn't know what he will do. If it wasn't for diverting his attention before, she would never have told him about it. She pursed her lips slightly and refused, "No need, I will handle it myself."
Hearing this, he slightly raised his eyebrows and asked her, "How do you deal with it?"
"Report the case and ask the police to deal with it." She replied, thought for a while, and then said: "This is slander, and I must go through the police before I can have my reputation restored."
Fu Shenxing was noncommittal, but chuckled, and asked again: "Are you sure this is useful? Besides, half of the contents of this letter are true. You are indeed my mistress."
He didn't mean it when he said it, but as soon as he said it, he realized something was wrong, and he felt that He Yan's body stiffened. He wanted to explain, but he moved his mouth but stopped, just looked down at her, waiting for her reaction. He didn't want to accommodate her too much, if he had to apologize if he said something wrong, it would only spoil her and make her ignorant.
Their relationship has just begun, he is the master, and she is the slave, she exists to please him, he can spoil her, but only if he is willing.
Surprisingly, she was not annoyed, and even calmed beyond the ordinary. She only said a little tiredly: "Fu Shenxing, I am very tired today, I am tired, I am tired, and I don't want to argue with you anymore. Or, I don't have the energy to jump up and down to make you happy anymore."
She lowered her eyes and walked out with her leather bag in her hand. When she reached the door, she turned around and urged him: "Aren't you leaving? Didn't you come to ask me to go back and have sex with you? What are you still wasting time here for?"
Fu Shenxing's face sank slightly, he put his hands in his trouser pockets, and walked out silently. She didn't say anything, and directly closed the office door, locked it with a key, and then turned around and walked out of the Taoist system. The two of them walked silently through the corridor and down the stairs until they were outside the building when she suddenly remembered something, stopped and said to herself, "I seem to have forgotten to turn off the light."
As he spoke, he took another two steps outside and looked up at the window of the office. As expected, the light in the window was still on. She glanced at him and said lightly, "Wait a minute, I'll go back and turn off the light."
She turned around and walked into the building unhurriedly. She was calm when she opened the door with the key, but when she entered the house, she quickly walked to her seat, picked up the straw paper from the wastebasket, and took it out in a random manner. Stretched, and then stuffed into the shredder. It wasn't until she saw the crumpled paper being swallowed by the shredder that her heart really let go.
Without wasting a moment, she turned off the lights, locked the door and left. Outside the building, he was still standing there waiting for her, but she still walked over in a calm manner, without pausing when passing him, she just said softly: "Let's go, I want to take your car, right?"
His car was parked quietly on the side of the road, the driver was waiting in the car, but Ah Jiang stood outside, watching them pass by, and immediately opened the rear door. She got into the car without hesitation, and when the car started, she pressed the button on the control panel without saying a word, raised the baffle in the car, then climbed over and sat astride him, silently loosen his tie.
He sat there on his back without any response, and after a while, he raised his hand to hold her wrist.
She raised her eyes and looked at him in surprise. She seemed to have misunderstood his meaning, so she loosened his tie and went down to unbutton his trousers. But I don't want him to still hold her wrist, not allowing her to move, looking at her, and said lightly: "I don't want to do it here today."
She was stunned for a moment, then smiled lightly, and asked him back, "Isn't it the same everywhere?"
He narrowed his eyes slightly, and answered her, "Really? It's very different if you ask me."
Since Fu Shenxing said it was different, the result must be very different. How can a small and cramped car be as pleasant as a large soft bed. He turned her back and forth, tossed her in different ways, indulged himself, but couldn't help pleasing her. Afterwards, he pressed her whole body under him, pecked her sweaty back again and again, and asked her breathlessly, "Are you comfortable?"
She was already exhausted, she didn't even have the strength to move her fingers, but when she heard the words, she closed her eyes, bit her lips stubbornly, and refused to answer him.
But he knew that she, like him, also had the ultimate happiness just now, whether she admitted it or not. Because the body's reaction is the most real, it cannot deceive people. He smiled lowly, turned her over again, faced her face to face, forehead to forehead, nose tip to nose tip, and ordered her: "Answer me."
Her thick eyelashes trembled violently, but she refused to answer.
He just laughed, and his hands became disheveled again, jokingly said: "If you refuse to speak, it means you are dissatisfied. Don't worry, I still have strength. I must make you comfortable."
Then she opened her eyes suddenly, stared at him, gritted her teeth and replied, "It's comfortable, very comfortable."
Unexpectedly, he fell into his trap again, and he responded with a smile: "Well, since I have made you comfortable, you should also make me comfortable once more. Reciprocity is only when there is reciprocity."
He was so energetic that it was outrageous that he had just slackened, but he was full of energy in the blink of an eye.
She was startled at first, then blushed, stared at him angrily for a moment, then pushed him fiercely and pushed back, her thick and smooth long hair fell down with her movements, half covering her, half covering her. cover him. She said bitterly: "Shen Zhijie, sooner or later I will kill you."
He couldn't stand her calling him "Shen Zhijie", especially in the middle of the bed. This name seemed like a spell, which could inspire his bloodiness and ferocity. He clamped her waist hard, his eyes were blood red, and he stood up. body, and asked her hoarsely: "Are you going to die on your body?"
"Death by my hands." She replied without flinching.
The room was scorching hot, as if even the air was scorching hot, the two were tumbling and entangled, she was extremely enthusiastic, and he was almost crazy. At the last moment, he almost lost control, but he seemed to remember something suddenly, and suddenly pulled away, although he was still touching her, he vented all the heat outside.
She was so hot that she shivered, clasped his shoulders tightly with her hands, and sobbed in her throat. After a long time, she gradually calmed down. She suddenly said softly: "Fu Shenxing, what you said is wrong, I am not your mistress, I am just your mistress." My concubine and mistress also have the word 'love', but I only have hatred."
He was silent, and then asked, "That's why you wrote my name so hard?"
"Yeah." She replied frankly, "I wish I could use a pen as a knife to cut you alive, and write it once, as if I could kill you once, so I couldn't help but write it over and over again, writing about how I killed you!" Damn you, it seems that as long as you can write it down, those things can be realized."