Your Miss Su is blackened

Second master bedroom.

After Fu Mo walked in, he found that the room was empty.

There is a faint smell of perfume in the air, which is very familiar, and it is a brand commonly used by Shizheng.

On the big bed, the summer blanket was a little messy.

But that scene definitely didn't look like someone had turned the clouds upside down.

The man guessed that Shi Zheng was lying to him on purpose, so he was angry with him, and the anger in his heart was gradually extinguished.

At the door, there was a sound of footsteps falling.

He looked back and caught a glimpse of Shizheng standing there with an impatient expression.

Fu Moxing stepped forward with long legs and walked towards her gracefully.

After standing still, he looked down at the stubborn woman, raised his hand to touch her face, and said coaxingly: "Azheng, don't deliberately fabricate things that don't exist just to annoy me, huh?"

The voice is gentle and tender, making people greedy.

But Shizheng knocked off his hand directly, with an extremely indifferent attitude: "Don't move!"

She turned her face away, and then continued: "Whether or not to fabricate the facts is my business, and it has nothing to do with you."

The man was not angry, and stared at her deeply: "There is a period of time in the relationship, which is the basic respect for the ex."

The corners of Shi Zheng's mouth raised with a hint of sarcasm: "Really? But I heard that when Mr. Fu married his ex-wife, he was still entangled with Su Ling'er."

Fu Moxing looked at her, speechless.

Seeing his speechless appearance, she suddenly felt that she was quite boring.

In fact, provoking him by bringing up the past from time to time just shows that she has been brooding.

This kind of cognition made Shizheng a little depressed.

Her eyelids were raised, and her voice suddenly became several degrees colder than before, almost freezing: "Go away, and don't come again in the future, you are not welcome here."

"I'm hungry." Fu Moxing said this for no reason.

Shi Zheng thought she heard it wrong, and when she stared at him, the man rolled his Adam's apple, and the deep voice sounded again: "I'm in a bad mood after being broken up, I didn't eat lunch."

She sneered: "Is it related to me?"

"Make me a bowl of noodles."

"You think it's possible?"

The woman scoffed coldly in her heart——

What is he daydreaming about? !
Simply whimsical!

Fu Moxing looked at her calmly, with explicit eyes, not knowing why.

The next second, he suddenly approached and clasped her slender waist tightly.

Shizheng was taken aback.

She pushed, but couldn't resist his strength.

He moved closer, as if about to kiss her.

She repelled, loathed, and almost swears.

until--

The man pressed her forehead and said affectionately: "Azheng, make me a bowl of noodles. In this case, without your permission, I can never come here to look for you again, okay?"

Shi Zheng frowned and kicked his calf directly.

Fu Moxing suffered from pain.

She freed herself from his embrace.

The woman took a few steps back to keep a safe distance, and looked at him coldly: "No! I have no obligation to please my ex-boyfriend, and I don't want to play any exchange games with you. This villa belongs to me, and you are not qualified to come in."

Having said that, Shi Zheng raised her finger and pointed in the direction of the downstairs door: "Go out now, otherwise, I will immediately report you for trespassing and intending to be obscene."

"In Haicheng, who would dare to accept your case at the risk of offending me?"

"Isn't there a lawyer in Jiangcheng? What's more, I believe that judges have enough ability to distinguish right from wrong."

Fu Moxing hooked his lips in an unclear manner: "Then do you think you can find a lawyer who is better than Qin Ming?!"