Heart-Seizing Contract: Mr. Lu's pet

"Fu Duoli, come out for me."

Realizing that he had been rejected by the door, Jiang Mucheng beat the door panel hard angrily.

next second.

As expected, the door opened, and Fu Duoli, who had a tired face just now, stared at him coldly with burning eyes.

Jiang Mucheng quickly retracted his hand raised in midair.

Straightening his neck, he said, "Are you polite?"

Before she finished speaking, she closed the door. She really didn't take him seriously.

Fu Duoli laughed angrily at him.

Most of the original drowsiness was dispelled, and the smile on the corner of his mouth did not reach his eyes.

The woman leaned half of her body against the door frame, and lazily squeezed her hands.

The voice was loose: "You better give me a reason not to hit you."

Jiang Mucheng faltered, took a step back, and kept a certain safe distance from this woman.

But still raised her chin and snorted softly: "You are not a woman anymore, you are so rude, you know how to touch your hands every day, men are not as fierce as you."

"Then you ask the man to eat at your house, just in time to develop a great revolutionary brotherhood."

Fu Duoli lowered her head halfway. Although she tried her best to hold on, she was still sleepy and she was out of shape.

This man is so annoying, can't he just finish talking if he has something to say?

"What nonsense are you talking about, who likes men."

"Oh, you don't like it."

Fu Duoli lazily replied, looking listless and full of exhaustion.

Jiang Mucheng immediately noticed that something was wrong with her, and saw that her eyes were black and her face was gray.

Pursing her lips, she said, "Fu Duoli, you won't be sick, are you?"

As he spoke, the man was about to reach out his hand, but was slapped away in mid-air.

Fu Duoli is too lazy to bother with him, she just wants to go back to sleep now.

"Don't be annoying here. They say I won't go. If you have something to say, talk about it another day. If you knock on the door again, I won't be polite."

Fu Duoli turned around and was about to close the door again.

Jiang Mucheng who was outside the door quickly blocked the board with his eyes and hands, and half of his body squeezed over.

He said bluntly: "Fu Duoli, don't go too far. You came to Jiangcheng to force me to marry you. If my mother didn't like you, you thought I would come over."

"I thought you wouldn't come over, don't come next time!"

Fu Duoli raised her head and replied coldly.

After speaking, he slapped Jiang Mucheng on the face.

The man's head was slapped out of the door, and then the door closed again with a 'bang'.

Jiang Mucheng was almost stunned by this slap, and the bridge of his tall nose felt sore.

He raised his head and stared blankly at the door panel that was closed again, his face twisted in anger.

"Fu Duoli, you hateful female bully, if I come again, I'll smash my head with the door."

The man was very angry and gave a meal outside the door.

Fu Duoli in the room threw herself back on the bed, wrapped herself in the quilt, and muttered in a low voice: "I'm stupid, so let's die."

After finishing speaking, he fell asleep in a deep sleep regardless.

Inside the Jiang family.

Fang Yiru looked at Jiang Muhang who came back from the door with a large bouquet of flowers, and frowned, "Didn't I ask you to pick up your elder brother? Where have you been running for so long?"

He came back from outside with a bouquet of flowers in his hand.

Fang Yiru frowned with displeasure.

She had already sent the boss out all morning, but he hadn't picked him up yet.

Look at this idle third child again, no matter how you look at it, it's not pleasing to the eye.

Good university, what New Year's Day!

Such an eyesore son should always live in school.

"Brother is such an adult, and besides, it's inappropriate for me to be a light bulb if he picks up Sister Li."

Jiang Muhang muttered softly, and casually smelled the flowers in his arms.

A handful of small daisies, the small white petals look very cute.

Fang Yiru looked at his son who was 'playing things and losing his ambition', and said impatiently: "You are the only one who is right, so quickly call your elder brother, it's time for dinner, whether it can be done or not."

He was only asked to pick up someone, but he didn't come back after picking up for a long time.

Her house is all decorated, so what's the point if the main character doesn't appear on stage.

Jiang Muhang was driven aside in disgust, but he was not angry.

Ask the servant to bring a vase, carefully disassemble the flowers, and insert them into the vase.

Anyway, the festival is just going through the motions. When will their family celebrate the festival in a serious way.

There was a slight sound soon outside the yard.

Hearing Jiang Mucheng's return, Fang Yiru stood up first, and pulled Lu Luoli towards the door.

"Litchi..."

The smile on Fang Yiru's face disappeared when he saw Jiang Mucheng alone.

Looking behind Jiang Mucheng, he frowned and asked coldly, "Where's the person?"

"She's not coming."

Jiang Mucheng turned back with an angry face.

When he thought of the rejection he received at Fu Duoli's place, he was so angry that his teeth itch.

The female bully, the tigress, can't communicate at all.

"If she doesn't come, what are you doing?"

Fang Yiru suddenly raised his voice, he was completely different from the amiable and loving elder just now.

"This is my home, why can't I come back."

Jiang Mucheng was not convinced.

Ever since he was a child, why did he always revolve around Fu Duoli.

Fang Yiru likes it, what does it have to do with him, why should he be a licking dog.

Good man, never lick!

"your home?"

Fang Yiru's mouth curled into a sneer, and he said lightly, "It used to be, but it's not now."

As he spoke, he directly pushed Jiang Mucheng out.

"If you can't call Lizhi, you don't have to come back."

Anyway, she has a lot of sons, so it's okay to have one or two.

Jiang Mucheng was kicked out of the door, and before he could speak, he was slapped back by a slam.

How old is it today...

It's all because of that Fu Duoli, he can't even go back.

The tigress spoiled him.

"Mom, don't blame Big Brother, it's Miss Li who didn't come."

Lu Luoli looked at Jiang Mucheng who was locked outside with sympathy.

If this was Jiang Muche, she would definitely live in Jiang's house every day, and she couldn't watch the man she liked being wronged.

How miserable! ! !

"If you don't blame him or anyone else, you can't even bring your fiancée back. What's the use of this kind of son."

Fang Yiru didn't care about that, and ordered the servants not to open the door.

Just let him freeze outside.

"How about I give Sister Li a call."

Lu Luoli hesitated for a moment, but still brought it up.

They grew up together, so they naturally knew the relationship between Fu Duoli and Jiang Mucheng.

That's called an incompatibility.

Fu Duoli didn't want to come, and Jiang Mucheng probably didn't want to invite him either.

It seems that even if you go, you may not necessarily say anything good.

Lu Luoli thought about it, and hurriedly called Fu Duoli.

Fu Duoli was the only one in the Fu family in Jiangcheng. During the holidays, even if the Jiang family didn't pick her up, the Lu family would ask her to go back.

Soon the phone was connected, and Lu Luoli breathed a sigh of relief: "Sister Li was so busy yesterday that she didn't go to bed until dawn, and she's trying to catch up on sleep now, so she won't be here until evening."

at dusk.

Just as Fu Duoli woke up, she saw a familiar bald head at the door of her house.