Kiss her 90,000 times

Shi Wan's sharp and ruthless words were like a knife in the hands of an executioner, completely cutting apart the warm atmosphere between the two of them.

Fu Conglin was still standing in front of her.

When Shi Wan wants to retreat, where can she retreat, but it is still within his sight, extremely oppressive.

Fu Conglin looked down at her with deep brows and eyes. The room was very dark, but his eyes were particularly bright.

Shi Wan was almost burned by his gaze, and her heart trembled uncontrollably.

She walked around him, took out the headband from her handbag, tied her wet hair up high, her eyelids were slightly swollen, but her face showed no sign of retreat.

She found the hair dryer, picked up the water glass that had fallen on the floor, and the shards of broken glass.

Shi Wan turned on the light, glanced at the hair dryer, "Dry your clothes, you can go, I have to pack up and go back to my room, I don't have time to treat you to dinner and thank you."

She regained her previous calm, said lightly, then squatted down to pick up the glass shards and threw them into the trash can.

Fu Conglin stood there for a while, his whole body stiffened, and finally he slightly curled his lower lip, mockingly, "So what about regret, there is no medicine for regret in this world."

The implication is that no matter what Shi Wan thinks, it is an indelible fact that she was married to him and he once had her.

Shi Wan paused slightly, bent her lips, and said in a soft, nasal voice, "That's right, so please don't ask Mr. Fu any more questions like this."

She stood up, frowning.

The pieces were too small to pick up, so she had to go out and get a broom to come in.

When passing by Fu Conglin, Shi Wan slowed down a bit, looked at him seriously, and said softly, "So I can pretend that I didn't hear what you said that night, it's not like you."

These words refer to what Fu Conglin said on the night of Qixi Festival that he regretted.

Fu Conglin's lips suddenly tightened.

Shi Wan passed by him, leaving strands of elegant fragrance behind, but like crazy growing vines, tightly wrapped around Fu Conglin's heart.

He thought he seemed to understand a little bit.

Once asked Zhao Xian what is love.

Zhao Xian made an analogy, saying that the expression of love can be jealousy or possessiveness.

He used to be unwilling and unwilling to admit it, but it happened like that.

Seeing Shi Wan get close to other men, and she and Li Yue get along with each other comfortably and happily, all of which gave him the idea of ​​wanting to completely occupy Shi Wan.

Unfortunately it's too late.

She and he have divorced.

That kind of slow-witted, very subtle feeling made Fu Conglin feel heartache, and they invaded him densely and menacingly.

Almost made him breathless.

Life and death strangled in it.

When Shi Wan came in with a broom, Fu Conglin was still standing at the door, motionless, staring at something absently, with an extremely ugly expression on his face.

Shi Wan lowered her eyes, knowing that her words had hurt him again.

But she was indifferent--what else could she do.

It has come to this point, no matter what, there is no going back to the past.

She won't be the Shi Wan who only compromises and is cautious.

Shi Wan dumped all the glass shards into the trash can, put down the broom, walked to the window, closed the window, isolating everything from the outside world, then turned around, took several breaths back and forth, and said: "If you don't want to blow, then You can leave first, it will be more convenient for you while my mother is not at home. "

In all fairness, Shi Wan didn't want her mother to have any contact with Fu Conglin.

Fu Conglin came back to his senses, looked at her deeply, then raised his hand and began to unbutton his shirt.

Shi Wan's face finally calmed down, and when she saw his bare chest, she turned up again, and she turned her head, "I only let you blow your clothes, but didn't let you take them off!"

"If you don't take off your clothes, how can you blow them? Do you want me to get rheumatism?"

The man asked very plainly, as if the person who lost his mind before was not him.

Shi Wan ignored him, took her clothes and went into the bathroom, she was also wet, afraid of catching a cold.

Shi Wan walked to the mirror and looked at herself, her eyes were red, her face was a little stiff and pale, she had cried too much today, and her whole body was quite haggard.

He heard the whirring of the hair dryer coming from the bedroom.

Shi Wan sighed, and began to change clothes expressionlessly.

After she changed her clothes and came out of the bathroom, seeing that Fu Conglin was still naked from the upper body, she couldn't help feeling a little annoyed, "Have you been blowing for so long?"

Fu Conglin looked up at her who was not in a happy mood, pursed her lips slightly, "Yeah."

Shi Wan subconsciously wanted to snatch the clothes from his hand, but the moment she stretched out her hand, she pulled away and woke up.

She closed her eyes and only urged him: "You move faster."

Fu Conglin didn't continue, he stood up, looked around her bedroom, and finally settled on her wardrobe.

Step up and walk over.

Seeing him open her closet, Shi Wan felt offended, and said impatiently, "Why are you opening my closet? Mr. Fu, can you be a little..."

"I left a set here before." Before she could finish her sentence, she was interrupted by the man's unhurried opening.

Shi Wan was stunned.

In the next second, Fu Conglin took out a packing bag from under the cover of her long skirt, opened it with his slender fingers, and inside was a set of his clean and tidy clothes.

Shi Wan blinked, "You..."

Why didn't she know that she was here and left his clothes behind.

Fu Conglin reminded lightly, "I didn't take your brother away the night your brother entered the police station."

Shi Wan also remembered it, because Fu Conglin was too busy and forgot about it.

Shi Wan was also in a daze during that time because of her pregnancy, so she remembered it briefly and forgot about it.

She pursed her lips and remained silent.

Fu Conglin's clothes and Shi Wan's clothes had been put together for a long time, and there was her aura on them, so he didn't dislike them, so he took them out and wanted to change them.

Seeing Shiwan still standing, he kindly met her dodging eyes, "Do you want to stay and watch me change?"

Shi Wan turned around without saying a word, and went back to the bathroom.

The door slammed loudly.

Fu Conglin pulled the corner of his lower lip very lightly, and began to change clothes slowly.

After a while, he knocked on the bathroom door and signaled her to come out.

"All right."

Shi Wan came out of the room agitatedly, without looking at him, and said in a muffled voice, "Let's go."

"You won't send me?"

"Why should I send you off!"

She was startled, like a cat that has stepped on its tail.

Fu Conglin looked at her with calm eyes, as if she was a child who was having a temper tantrum.

This sight made Shi Wan feel embarrassed.

She stuffed all the clothes he had changed into the packing bag, into Fu Conglin's arms, and said stiffly, "Let's go."

Fu Conglin glanced at her, turned and left.

When he reached the door of the bedroom, he turned around again and repeated: "Are you really not going to see me off?"

Shi Wan turned around.

Fu Conglin lowered his eyes, a dark light flashed across his eyes, and left after a few seconds.

Not long after, a man was heard asking, "Shi Wan, my shoes are missing."

Shi Wan breathed heavily, she finally stood up and left the bedroom.

Fu Conglin stood in the porch, with an innocent look on his face, "Where are my shoes?"

Shi Wan stepped forward and rummaged through the shoe cabinet to find his leather shoes.

The pitch-black upper has obvious stains and a small round pit.

Obviously a gift from her high heels.

Shi Wan: "..."

She put down his shoes in embarrassment, and said dryly, "The quality of your shoes is not very good."

Fu Conglin looked at her with a half-smile.

Shi Wan felt uncomfortable being watched by him, as if her face had been scalded, it was obviously her fault, but she pretended to be righteous, "I'll be honest, I didn't do it on purpose."

At that time, the situation was urgent, and she only thought about stuffing his shoes in and hiding them, and she couldn't care less about how to put them, and they must have been stuffed in a mess.

"Yeah." Fu Conglin didn't say anything to make fun of her.

After he thought it over, he realized that Shi Wan was actually a thin-skinned woman.

If you give her a little shock, she will jump.

Put on your shoes.

Fu Conglin turned around and went out.

Shi Wan didn't move, she looked away and suddenly caught a glimpse of the umbrella hanging by the entrance.

Pick it up and catch up with him, "You haven't taken your umbrella yet!"

Fu Conglin paused slightly, "No."

"It's still raining outside."

He still insisted, nodded, "No umbrella."

Shi Wan didn't know why, she just felt that he was going crazy again, and it didn't matter to her whether he was in the rain or not, and she didn't bother to care, so she closed the door directly.

Fu Conglin went downstairs and called Meng Zhang.

Then he stared at the falling rain.

He doesn't want an umbrella.
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Fu Conglin got into the car.

He closed his eyes and fell asleep, unconsciously thinking of the first meeting with Shi Wan in his mind.

He never cared about unimportant things, but he was deeply impressed that day.

For a reception, Fu Conglin was completely impatient. If the old man hadn't repeatedly urged him, he would not have gone.

Because the family felt that he was old, they used the reception as an excuse to ask him to meet the daughter of the organizer of the reception.

It was a private appointment, but he was impatient, and he didn't take it seriously when he met in a hurry at the reception. The other party saw his indifference and refusal, so he got frustrated and disheartened, and stopped testing him.

Bored to the extreme, Fu Conglin retreated to the corner, only thinking about leaving when the time came.

It should have been a lack of interest, but a petite figure accidentally broke into his field of vision.

Wearing a red dress with a sexy waist wrapped, she stood there very stiffly, with her back slightly bent, and the delicate butterfly bones were looming.

Before seeing the face, Fu Conglin felt like laughing.

fling in teeth.

I thought that anyone could come in on such an occasion, it was vulgar and boring.

Wait for the man to turn his head gradually.

It was an extremely pure face, she didn't seem to match this gorgeous gown, and it seemed that the gown didn't match her.

All in all, it is surprising—at least in Fu Conglin's eyes.

Shi Wan made his eyes shine.

She is like a little white rabbit who has rushed into a trap in a panic, timid and young, trying to avoid danger, but not knowing how to do it, with chagrin, shame and indignation on her face, as well as a bit of confusion.

Poor innocent little things always make people feel pity.

Fu Conglin just sat there lazily, looking at her casually.

Probably because his gaze was too strong, Shi Wan felt it, and suddenly met his penetrating and deep eyes, as if she was about to be frightened and screamed.

Shi Wan immediately turned around, not daring to look at him, shivering her fragile body.

Fu Conglin pulled his lips ironically.

Withdrawing his gaze, but looking back after a while, the little white rabbit had long since disappeared, but the blush still lingered deeply in his mind.

Unforgettable.

After meeting several times, Fu Conglin didn't take it to heart, only occasionally he would keep his eyes on her for a second or two, and would inadvertently catch her and peep shyly, and then the man would look away indifferently.

There was a dinner party with the partners, and she was there for some reason.

He drank a little that night.

The people in the box were going crazy.

She sat obediently in the corner with her head down, as if she was out of place.

Fu Conglin was planning to leave, but for some reason, he changed direction and walked towards her. As soon as he got close, Shi Wan seemed to be frightened, and looked at him with wet and terrified eyes.

Fu Conglin didn't take it seriously, he lit a cigarette.

Shi Wan didn't seem to like the smell of cigarettes very much, because she hid a little to the side, but she seemed to feel that her behavior was not good, so she smoothed the corners of her clothes with her hands nervously, and then rolled them up unconsciously. , and then smooth it out.

Fu Conglin laughed lowly.

Shi Wan trembled, too nervous to look up at him.

He raised his hand and landed on the sofa, almost half-circling it, and moved closer, with the clear cigarette and the inexplicable sexy fir smell on his body, in the dim light, the cigarette butt passed from the tip of his tongue, he lowered his voice : "I'm scary?"

"No..." she replied in a low voice, shaking her head like a rattle.

"Then why don't you look at me?"

He asked again, with a very frivolous gesture.

Shi Wan raised the corners of her eyes, looked at him timidly, then quickly dodged away, her eyes bumping in all directions.

Suddenly, the door of the private room was opened, and in twos and threes came in twos and threes of coolly dressed women with red lips and white teeth.

Her gaze finally settled on the group of women.

There was a little curiosity in his eyes.

Fu Conglin noticed it, squinted his eyes slightly and turned his head away, with a contemptuous and indifferent expression.

Seeing that Shi Wan was still staring at her, she couldn't help but lift the corner of her lower lip and asked her, "What are you looking at?"

Shi Wan didn't look at him, and said in a low voice, "They have beautiful legs."

Long and white.

Fu Conglin was amused by her focus, he leaned over to shake the cigarette ash, his arm resting on the sofa followed his movement, and landed on Shi Wan's back.

He could feel his body stiffen under his hands.

Withdrew his hand indifferently, without apology, but raised his chin at her viciously, "Do you know what they do?"

Shi Wan shook her head blankly, "I don't know."

"Really don't know or pretend not to know?"

There was a daze on Shi Wan's face, and now she was willing to look up at him, and set her eyes on his face, very innocent, and she definitely wanted to make her words more authentic, "It's really not Know."

Facing her clear and clean eyes, the smile on Fu Conglin's lips froze for half a second, and then he outlined it again, with a deeper arc. His eyes caught her, and he said in a casual tone: "Little girl, are you coming out?"

Shi Wan was stunned for a second, two seconds.

Then Fu Conglin saw her face with his own eyes, like an overripe apple, gradually turning red, getting redder and bursting red.

Shocked and frightened, shy and aggrieved, she looked at him and pursed her mouth, "I'm not... like that, I'm a student, student."