Mrs. Fu, please grasp the scale

She smiled and cried and hugged him tightly, just like a drunk.

Fu Jingting's face was so cold that no emotion could be seen, and he grabbed her collar that had almost slipped off her shoulders with his fingers and pulled her back, a large area of ​​fair and delicate skin was wrapped up by the black gauze.

Xu Qingcheng hugged him tightly, as if she was afraid that he would disappear in the blink of an eye.She buried her face in his neck, wiping away her tears.

The breath between his nose sprayed hotly on the man's skin, and it felt as if the skin layer had been dried instantly. Fu Jingting stretched out his hand with a cold face and pulled her away.

He had too much strength in his hands, and Xu Qingcheng couldn't stand still at first. When he was pulled away by him, he lost his attachment and fell backwards. His body hit the railing behind him. The ground rushed forward, and the legs couldn't use any strength, so the person threw himself directly on the ground.

Shen Mu's blue eyes straightened, these two people must have looked familiar, but this man's face was cold and impatient, and his hands were also very unsympathetic.

Seeing that Xu Qingcheng was about to make intimate contact with the ground, before Shen Muqing reached out to grab her, the man had already wrapped her waist and brought her back.

Xu Qingcheng was like a fool who didn't know anything, and was still smiling when he was hugged by a man.

The atmosphere between the two was contradictory and weird, intimacy and repulsion, Shen Muqing pressed her eyebrows, "Xu Qingcheng, shall I take you back?"

Xu Qingcheng looked back at him in confusion, as if he couldn't remember who he was or why he was here.

Suddenly smiled again, as if finally remembering, "Shen Muqing, you go back, don't worry about me. He, he sent me."

Shen Muqing felt a little headache looking at her, but she is a drunk woman, it is not appropriate for him to leave her like this.

I had to raise my eyes to look at Fu Jingting, "Sir, I'm sorry, she's drunk, I have to send her home safely."

Fu Jingting had no patience at all, he stabbed at Shen Muqing sarcastically, "Sent home safely? You?"

That kind of naked and sharp eyes makes it impossible to hide. We are all adults and men, who doesn't understand who?

Shen Muqing pursed her lips, looked at the woman in the man's arms, "Are you friends?"

"Friend?" Fu Jingting snorted coldly. He looked at the woman in a blushing and blurred outfit, stretched out his hand to grab her, and asked her sarcastically, "Are we friends?"

Xu Qingcheng shook her head, then shook her head again, she wanted to say that this was her husband, but they were divorced.

Didn't he say that there are only widows here?Why did you ask the lawyer to send you the divorce certificate?
With tears rolling in his eyes, Xu Qingcheng hugged him, "He is my man."

Tears flowed down, he was her man, wishing's father.

But he doesn't want her anymore, he doesn't want them anymore.

Shen Muqing glanced at the two of them again, and finally gave up in frustration.

Xu Qingcheng was thrown on the bed, dizzy, she glared at him angrily, aggrieved by the man's lack of compassion.

"I'm dizzy, can't you take it easy!" She pouted aggrievedly.

She was sitting on the bed, her two long legs came out from under the veil and folded by her side, her pair of red lips were charming and charming, and her eyes, which were not sober, created a cobweb-like temptation in this night.

Fu Jingting clasped his fingers at the neckline, and the shirt with two buttons loose could not cover the man's sexy Adam's apple. He looked at her coldly, and couldn't feel any pity for a drunk.

No, he couldn't feel any pity for her.

But it is undeniable that every man is irresistible to a woman's sexy body.

He pulled up the quilt on the bed and covered her body, Xu Qingcheng was covered, pulled off the quilt irritably, grabbed his wrist, and climbed up the pole.

"Are you real?" She was tired of him, and she touched his face with her hands. The man pulled one hand away, and put the other hand against his face, her fingers touched the scar on his brow, His voice was full of doubts and grievances, and he choked up and asked him, "Who are you? Why do you look so similar? But, he doesn't have this..."

The woman's fingers were gentle and delicate, and the fingertips moved back and forth on his scar with heat. The scar seemed to be uncovered by her, and the pain was biting.

Fu Jingting pulled her hand off, his eyes were stern and cold, his clothes were tight on his body, his stretched muscles were inlaid on the black shirt, and his words were full of sarcasm, "Xu Qingcheng, you are pretending to be drunk with wine." Crazy?"

"I'm not crazy." She lay on her back on the bed, her eyes staring at his face, the light above her head was a bit dazzling, making her eyes hurt and she couldn't see clearly, she wrapped her arms around his neck to prop herself up, trying to get closer , see clearly.

Seems like.

Very similar.

Is it him?
It's him.

Xu Qingcheng watched and confirmed in her heart, she kissed his lips with tears in her eyes, but the man turned his head away and her lips were imprinted on the corner of his lips.

Being rejected so thoroughly, Xu Qingcheng would not be so shameless if she was a little sober, but at this moment, she seemed to be in a dream, meeting him in a dream.

Thinking of him, the aching heart was finally filled, desperately wanting to grab it, she kissed his face, his lips.

Every inch of skin on the man's body was taut, and it was hard to tell whether it was hatred or desire.

He didn't give her any response, broke off her arm, and watched her fall into the bed.

Xu Qingcheng felt wronged and wanted to cry, "Why don't you kiss me?"

Fu Jingting's forehead twitched, his face turned blue, and he turned to leave.

The woman rushed over from behind and hugged his waist, "Don't go."

Sapo acted like an annoying nuisance, his eyebrows were wrinkled, and his whole body was full of hostility.

"Xu Qingcheng!" He shouted viciously.

Xu Qingcheng pursed her lips and looked at him pitifully.

He suddenly turned to look at her, hugged her, bowed his head and kissed fiercely, as if he was going to tear her apart.

"Woooo..."

The person who was supposed to bear it suddenly protested, "I want to vomit..."

She frowned, looking unbearable.

Fu Jingting picked him up, and just walked a few steps away, his face turned dark with anger.

……

When Wen Fei came over, the man had just finished taking a shower and changed his clothes. There were still drops of water in his hair, and the dirty clothes basket reeked of alcohol.

She frowned, "Didn't I say not to drink too much? Don't think that you can ignore it when you recover. How much did you drink last night?"

Fu Jingting didn't speak or explain. He stood in front of the full-length mirror and straightened his shirt, buttoned up two metallic black cuff buttons, and turned to look at Wen Fei, "Are there any major hospitals in Ancheng that are suitable for you? I can arrange for you to go there. "

Wen Fei was stunned for a moment, then came to her senses again, "Arrange work for me?! Don't worry, Aunt Zhong talked to me during the day yesterday, and I have promised her to continue to serve you by your side for a while. Do it. Your life secretary, take care of your daily life."

She smiled, "I'm not so self-motivated, it's fine if I have a job where I can't get hungry. Since your salary is very suitable, I'm naturally willing to accept it. Besides, the hardest time has passed, and now it's so easy , I can make a lot of money, why not do it.”

Now that Zhong Wanxiu has made arrangements, Fu Jingting will not say more.

He put on his coat and walked out. When he passed by the guest room next to him, his footsteps paused slightly, but he didn't stop at all.

Wen Fei hurriedly followed.

……

It was almost noon when Xu Qingcheng woke up, lying naked on the luxurious white bed.

It's not a home, it's a hotel suite.

Xu Qingcheng was so frightened that goosebumps covered her body, and her face turned pale. She hurriedly lifted the quilt to check herself. There were heavy finger marks on her arm, as if she had been caught by someone.

There are also on the waist, distributed on both sides of the waist.

Her scalp was buzzing in a daze, she had never let herself get out of control all these years, and she kept vigilant all the time.

Last night, how could...

Xu Qingcheng reached out and beat his head hard, wishing he could slap himself.

There were some chaotic and fuzzy memories in her mind, Xu Qingcheng's heart was pounding in fear, she wouldn't have done something shameless while she was drunk, right? !

I have a vague memory, she seems to be very active.

Xu Qingcheng covered her face, extremely annoyed, what did she do last night?
When I went to the shower room, I found Song Chang's little dress had been torn and piled up dirty.

She vomited wine last night, and she vomited loudly.

There is nothing unusual about her body, she is not a little girl after all, she can still feel if something happened, but even so...

Whenever Xu Qingcheng thought of her subconsciously seducing others, she would break out in a cold sweat.

She changed her clothes and sat in the room for a while before running to the front desk to ask who opened the room for her.

The service staff at the front desk smiled and said that the registration was in her own name.

Xu Qingcheng didn't want to ask too many questions. She left the hotel in a hurry and received a call from Shen Muqing on the way. She was so frightened that she almost couldn't hold her mobile phone.

"Are you sober?"

"Wake up, wake up." Xu Qingcheng stammered, "Then what, I drank too much last night, sorry, I made a fool of yourself in front of you! If, if I do something ridiculous, don't mind!"