Kiss her 90,000 times

Song Banxia chuckled, "Really, I just bought it, and it feels good after using it."

Fu Conglin didn't say a word.

He looked at her indifferently.

Song Banxia froze slightly, the smile on her face dropped slightly, she raised her hand to caress her face, and asked inexplicably: "What's wrong, is there something dirty on my face?"

Fu Conglin: "No."

She smiled, her voice trembling a little, "then why are you staring at me, am I weird today?"

The man's eyes are deep, with a bit of scrutiny.

Song Banxia was a little panicked.

After a while, Fu Conglin narrowed his eyes, pinched the cuff with his fingers, folded and smoothed the valuable fabric with his well-articulated phalanx, as if he was going to play with some flowers.

I heard him ask in a low voice: "I want to ask you something."

Song Banxia blinked lightly, and said softly, "What's the matter?"

"What happened the night I stayed at your house?" Following the unhurried inquiry of the man, the movements of his hands also stopped, and then he took off the delicate clock-shaped round cuff on his sleeve. He fell down, his eyes slightly raised and landed on her body.

Song Banxia's heart suddenly "thumped", she smiled with her lips, fixedly looked at Fu Conglin, and then said softly, "That night? Don't you remember, because the rain was too heavy and the time was too late, so I Let you rest for one night before leaving, did something else happen that I don't know about?"

The woman didn't change her face, and it was even considered a gentle gesture.

Fu Conglin's eyes wandered from her face inch by inch, taking her expression into his eyes bit by bit.

Suddenly, he smiled lightly, "Don't be nervous, I'm just asking casually."

He was playing with the clock cuff button with his fingertips. It was the second anniversary of He Shiwan, and Shi Wan gave him a gift. It had been placed there before, but he couldn't find it on the last business trip. This was because Shi Wan fell asleep the night before. I just found it out of the locker in the cloakroom.

Song Banxia breathed a sigh of relief calmly, and her gaze slowly moved down from his face, landing on the cuff button on his fingertips, and praised: "This cuff button is really unique."

Fu Conglin weighed it, and said indifferently: "Chic?"

"Yeah, this is the first time I've seen clock-style cufflinks, and the color is also pretty."

Fu Conglin's brows were light, and his eyes were downcast, "It was given by Shi Wan."

Song Banxia took a breath, and suddenly felt that the cuff button was particularly dazzling, and she ran her hair uncomfortably, "Then she has really good eyesight."

Fu Conglin was noncommittal.

Zhao Xian and the others played mahjong in full swing. From time to time, they could hear a word or two of swearing, and there was constant teasing and yelling.

Compared with this side, there are completely two atmospheres.

After sitting for a while, Song Banxia tilted his head and asked Fu Conglin, "What would you like to drink?"

Fu Conglin raised his eyes slightly, and said casually, "Tea, I came here by car."

Song Banxia poured him a cup of tea.

As the woman moved back and forth, the fragrance lingered, and it was relatively strong.

Fu Conglin frowned slightly.

He still likes the fragrance.

Song Banxia's heart was pounding, after Fu Conglin asked her what happened that night, she felt a little guilty.

Guess whether Shi Wan said something to him, or showed Fu Conglin the photo she sent.

As soon as this idea came up, she was quickly dismissed.

How could it be, if Shi Wan questioned Fu Conglin with photos or messages, according to his character, she must be humiliating herself.

Besides, it's been a while since this happened.

It is impossible to come up with something out of the blue.

Song Banxia lowered her head and took a sip of her drink, feeling a little confused.

If I had known that I would not be so impulsive, if Shi Wan had been more courageous and took the photo she gave, he would undoubtedly have dug a hole for herself, and could have buried her almost!

"... Xia Xia?"

The familiar voice of the man beside him brought her back to her senses, Song Banxia put down her wine glass, "What's wrong?"

Fu Conglin had already fastened the cuff buttons and tidied up the sleeves, with a cold expression on his face, "What are you thinking, you didn't even respond."

Song Banxia pursed her lips, "It's okay, I think about the script."

After a pause, she seemed to remember something, and said casually, "I looked online, it seems that Miss Shi has come back to film again? I heard that she was photographed on the hot search two days ago. When I go to accompany my aunt, I can put Aunt is very angry."

Fu Conglin remained indifferent, "That's her business."

Song Banxia was taken aback for a moment, then lowered his head and smiled, "That's it, but don't pay too much attention to Cong Lin, the ones uploaded on the Internet are basically fake."

"Xia Xia."

The man called her, his thin lips curled up in an appropriate arc, his long and narrow eyes were as deep as the sea, his expression was dim and unclear under the slightly dim light of the box.

For some reason, Song Banxia suddenly panicked, feeling that Fu Conglin was very dangerous tonight, which made her heart beat uncontrollably, she pulled her lips, "I'm here, what's wrong with you?"

"I'll show you something." Fu Conglin took out his mobile phone, tapped the screen twice with his fingertips, then pushed it from the coffee table to her side, nodded slightly, "Look, do you know me?"

Song Banxia raised his hand to take the phone, and said with a smile, "What? It's so mysterious..."

Before she finished speaking, her eyes fell on the phone screen, and then her hands shook, and she almost couldn't hold the phone steady. Under the light of the phone, her face was pale and stiff.

"Cong Lin..." She trembled her lips, with a guilty look on her face, "Us, why do you have such photos, we can't do this!"

Fu Conglin stared at her face from beginning to end, not missing a single bit of her reaction, seeing clearly.

"Don't you think it looks familiar?" he asked.

His voice was cold, with an invisible oppression.

Song Banxia rolled her throat with great effort, she couldn't believe it, Shi Wan actually showed the photo to Fu Conglin!

Song Banxia clenched her fingertips subconsciously, and said with a smile: "Why, I don't think it looks familiar, Cong Rin, who sent this to you, it's obviously trying to provoke our relationship!"

"What is the relationship between us?"

Song Banxia trembled all over, moved her lips, and said dumbly: "Aren't we...friends?"

"Have you ever seen a friend who would lie together and take a photo of the bed, and then send the photo to the married woman's cell phone, huh?"

The man's brows and eyes were serious, and there was a faint hostility, and his lowered voice was like the satisfied whisper of a ferocious beast hunting its prey.

"No—!" Song Banxia stood up without thinking.

she exclaimed.

For a while, the box was silent for a moment, and they all turned their eyes to her and Fu Conglin, turning back and forth.

Zhao Xian bit his cigarette, knowing that it was Fu Conglin who was talking to Song Banxia, ​​so he couldn't be bothered, so he played a card with a smile, "Come on, let's see who fires the cannon this time!"

The poker table was lively again.

Song Banxia was trembling all over, she stiffened her neck, "It's not like that, Cong Lin, you believe me, I've never done such a thing, someone must have framed it! It's a fake!"

"Really." Fu Conglin took back his mobile phone and played it carelessly in his hand.

"Then why did I get someone to do an appraisal and say it's real, not a synthetic photo."

The photo was sent from Shiwan's original mobile phone, together with the information.

Song Banxia sat down again, her eyes were red and she wanted to cry, "I really haven't done it, you believe me, you are married, how can I have that kind of thought for you?"

Fu Conglin then translated those few lines of news and showed it to Song Banxia, ​​"Look at this again."

Song Banxia's pupils shrank suddenly, as if someone had severely strangled her neck.

we slept.

If I get hurt casually, Cong Lin cares about me so much, so what are you.

Miss Shi, Cong Lin loves me, don't you understand?

……

It was all the words Wan sent when she was provocative.

Now it is up to Fu Conglin to present the evidence in front of her.

"What else do you have to explain?"

Song Banxia almost hated Shiwan to death, and blamed herself for being too stupid. She bit her lip tightly after such a big fall, and still insisted: "I really didn't..."

"Song Banxia."

Fu Conglin called her name coldly.

Song Banxia raised her head in a daze, and met the man's cold and gloomy eyebrows, "You know, I hate scheming, especially when someone is scheming against me."

This was his last warning.

His patience is limited.

The innocent and innocent girl in my impression has become such a sinister and scheming person.

Fu Conglin was shocked, but more disappointed.

Song Banxia suddenly stepped forward and grabbed Fu Conglin's hand, "Is it Shi Wan? She framed me! She doesn't like me being close to you, so she framed me! She did something to me before, didn't she! Cong Lin, you believe me, I won't do such a thing!"

"enough."

The man stopped her and pushed her hand away.

Her gaze was cold and her eyes were deep, "Why did she frame you with a photo of me and your bed? What is she trying to do? Or is she so capable that even you have been able to know the location of your guest room not long after you returned to China?" Is the bed arranged? The details are so clear that even your bed sheet and quilt cover are clear."

Song Banxia slumped down hard on the sofa, her hair fell down, and she couldn't see her face clearly.

She gripped the sofa tightly and gritted her teeth.

madness.

It's ridiculous that she counted thousands of things and included herself in it!
She was silent for a moment, sat up straight, straightened her hair, and returned to her previous delicate appearance, "I explained to you, since you don't believe me, I have nothing to say."

"I gave you a chance." Fu Conglin said coldly.

He asks her what happened that night, and she keeps quiet about it.

How could Song Banxia tell him that she was indeed the one who entered his room at night, and just hearing his uncomfortable cries made her flustered.

When he entered the room, he found that he had a fever, calling Shi Wan's name from time to time, and whenever he touched her hand, he held it tightly, as if he was afraid that she would leave, and said, "Don't leave."

She appeased him with both envy and jealousy, and replied: "Cong Lin, I won't leave."

The man clenched her hand even tighter in response, and said in a low voice, "Shi Wan, I have a headache."

Song Banxia almost bit her lips, but in the end she didn't wake him up selfishly, she just used a towel to cover his hot forehead.

Later, she had a trick in her mind and unbuttoned Fu Conglin's shirt, revealing half of his chest. She leaned slightly and leaned against his arms, and cautiously took the so-called bed photo and sent it to Shi Wan.

She is the one who loves him the most.

How could he bear to hear another man's woman's name from his mouth.