Fast time travel: The delicate beauty becomes the prisoner of the villain

Jiang Zijin: "???"

elder brother? ? ?

She really didn't expect Fu Jian to be snake's brother.

The completely different personalities of the two brothers made her subconsciously ignore the similarities in their appearance.

Fu Jian: "..."

He pulled Jiang Zijin into the door, his expression was not good: "What are you doing here?"

Fu Feng said, "Didn't I live here all the time before?"

He glanced at Jiang Zijin behind him, his dark eyes narrowed slightly, "So you are..."

Fu Jian took out the slippers from the shoe cabinet, put them in front of Jiang Zijin, and then turned to look at his younger brother.

"What's the problem?"

Fu Feng looked at him, and said a few words coldly through the gap between his teeth, "Aren't you going to explain to me?"

"Why did Jiang Zijin follow you home?"

Jiang Zijin was wearing that dirty wedding dress, and stood awkwardly outside the door without moving.

Fu Jian said, "Come in, and leave him alone."

Fu Feng stood up from the sofa, "You have to explain the situation to me, right?"

"I don't respond to WeChat messages, don't you fucking know how anxious I am?"

Fu Jian turned her head coldly, "Don't swear in front of me."

Fu Feng was very angry, "You brought her home, so you don't have time to send me a message to report her safety? I even came to you specially, and I wanted you to check for me—"

He stopped in the middle of his words, God knows he was going crazy when he saw the marks all over Jiang Zijin's body.

"You did it to her?"

Jiang Zijin stepped forward and said, "It's not him..."

"Yes......"

Jiang Zijin was a little speechless, her pink knuckles were clenched tightly, a little whitish.

Fu Feng was dazzled by anger, in his eyes, Jiang Zijin seemed to be still speaking for Fu Jian.

Obviously they were all made like this.

She obediently wore Fu Jian's clothes and followed him home.

What's next?go to bed?

Fu Feng's face was full of hostility, as if a huge flame had exploded in his chest.

Fu Jian frowned and looked at his younger brother, "Why are you crazy?"

Fu Fang took a breath, and the mania in his eyes could hardly be suppressed, "How did you know each other?"

"Why did she follow you home?"

He looked at Fu Jian's calm black eyes.

Fu Jian knew clearly...

Obviously knowing that he likes Jiang Zijin, but still pretending to be stupid.

Jiang Zijin hurriedly said, "Fu Jian saved me. I was kidnapped, and he kindly sent me away."

"I'm leaving now if you don't mind."

As she spoke, she was about to turn around when Fu Jian grabbed her wrist.

Fu Jian's face turned as cold as ice, "Don't go."

Fu Feng stepped over and froze in place unnaturally, and most of his angry face froze.

"I……"

He didn't intend to drive Jiang Zijin away.

I was so angry that I couldn't control my temper for a while.

"Jiang Zijin..."

Fu Jian turned around, his eyes immediately turned cold, "Have you had enough trouble?"

Fu Feng wiped his face, his half-wet hair fell limply on his forehead, he looked at Jiang Zijin, his voice was a little hoarse.

"sorry, I......"

Fu Feng brushed his hair up irritably, the restlessness in his eyes was still throbbing.

"I didn't mean to drive you away..."

Jiang Zijin pursed her lips, her black eyelashes were drooping, the corners of her eyes were still blush, her facial features were beautiful and delicate.

Fu Jian pulled her back. Her thin wrists seemed to break with a little force.

"It's late now, and there's no car, so just stay here."

Fu Feng also stepped forward, lowering her long eyelashes, "I'm sorry, I..."

Annoyance filled his eyes.

Jiang Zijin pulled the clothes on her body, and the ambiguous hickey marks on her fine white skin were covered by her, but the crimson hickey marks were highlighted even more by her wanting to reveal.

"fine......"

"I was the one who was abrupt—"

Fu Jian interrupted her, "This is my home."

"I can let whoever I want come."

There was no anger on his face, but when he looked at Fu Feng, he could clearly realize that Fu Jian was angry.

His brother is usually indifferent to emotions, with a cold face, no one can guess what he is thinking, and he always treats others with a kind of alienated gentleness, and he is not too close to anyone.

It was the first time Fu Fang saw such a clear emotion.

"Take a shower first, and I'll find you some clothes to change."

Fu Jian let her in, then pointed to the location of the bathroom.

Fu Feng stood by the sofa and did not go up to talk to Jiang Zijin.He hangs his head decadently, a little depressed, like a big golden retriever abandoned by its owner.

Fu Jian glanced at him, then took the key for Fu Feng from the table.

"The next time you come to my house, say hello to me in advance, and I will take the key back first."

It doesn’t matter if Jiang Zijin couldn’t keep the key away before he came in, but now that he’s moved in, he took his spare key——

Fu Feng wanted to fight again, "Brother..."

He was still a little reconciled.

There was something wrong with Jiang Zijin's wedding dress, and Fu Jian took a new set of nightgown from her room.

"Wear it first, and I'll buy you a suitable size tomorrow."

Jiang Zijin opened her mouth and whispered, "No, I won't bother you for a long time..."

Fu Jian stuffed the pajamas into her arms, "It doesn't matter how long you want to stay."

Jiang Zijin touched the silk fabric in his hand, and it was not cheap at first glance.

Fu Jian said, "Go and change your clothes, and just throw the dirty ones in the trash can. Someone from housekeeping will clean them up tomorrow."

He was referring to the wedding dress on Jiang Zijin's body.

Jiang Zijin responded and went to the bathroom.

Fu Jian looked at Fu Feng, wanted to smoke a cigarette to suppress his anger, but remembered something, and held back forcefully.

"Chat?"

Fu Feng sat back on the sofa again, his face still smelly.

"Ah."

Fu Jian sat on the other side of the sofa, took out a pack of mints from the coffee table and put them in his mouth.

Fu Feng yin and yang said strangely: "I have never seen you so kind-hearted before, and you brought someone to the house."

Fu Jian took it easy, "Now you see it."

Fu Fang's teeth were almost broken.

"What do you mean?"

"You know..."

Fu Jian's voice was clear, "To be precise, I only found out in the afternoon."

"Okay," Fu Feng continued, "Then what's going on with Jiang Zijin now?"

Fu Jian had sugar in his mouth, and it was sweet and cold in his mouth. It wasn't very tasty, but it still had some effect in suppressing his craving for cigarettes.

"Didn't she say, kidnapping?"

Fu Feng said: "The..." hickey marks on my body.

Fu Jian's expression was not good either, "It was done by the murderer."

Fu Feng asked, "Is that the murderer?"

Fu Jian let out an 'hmm'.

Fu Feng scolded in a low voice, "You're so fucking stupid."

Fu Jian frowned.

Fu Feng was leaning halfway on the sofa with her thin lips pursed slightly, her long legs wrapped in black trousers, her forehead hair drooping naturally, her eyelashes raised and the tails of her eyes slightly raised.

"I'm going to live here today."

Fu Jian immediately turned around, "No."

Fu Feng said, "Then give me back the key now."

Fu Jian still refused, "No."

Fu Fang put his hands on the back of the sofa, "Let's compete fairly."

"You don't tell me about her today, and you don't reply to my messages to make me anxious. I haven't settled the score with you, so it's even."

Fu Jian's light-colored thin lips parted slightly, and he spoke clearly and indifferently, "No."

"I'm under no obligation to tell you this."

Fu Feng said: "You can't help it. There are no cars outside at this late hour, so I won't leave."

Fu Jian threw the Alfa car keys to him from his waist, "You have a car now."

Fu Feng: "..."

He sneered, and threw the key away again, "Fair competition as promised, what kind of fairness is it that you drive me away, I was the one who knew her first..."

Fu Jian didn't take it seriously, his long eyes were dark and dark, "I didn't agree with you."

"This is my home."

"She lives at my house."

Fu Feng choked.

At this moment, a timid female voice came from the bathroom.

It was Jiang Zijin's voice, with her unique soft voice, but not sticky, clear and clean.

"that......"

"I don't have a change of underwear..."

Underwear?

Jiang Zijin's ending sound was a bit long, and the tone was soft, as if she was ashamed to speak.

"Underwear."

The sound is as small as a mosquito buzzing.

The expressions of the two people on the sofa froze at the same time.