The master of metaphysics became rich in the 80s!

Chapter 45 Blood Donation is OK, Find Someone First
Suddenly Zhang Jin's expression froze, and he looked towards the grass not far from Fu Moshen and the others, and a black shadow flashed past.

"who!"

Zhang Jin's figure flashed, and he came to the grass in an instant, but there was no one there, leaving only a trace of strange breath.

He quickly observed the surrounding night, his cynical eyes suddenly turned a little cold... It seems that they are not the only troubles in this place.

Of course, Qiao Yimo didn't know anything about what happened in the middle, she just wanted to turn her anger into appetite and have a big meal!
"Bang!" Qiao Yimo kicked open the door of Manager Zhao's office.

"Oh, my God!" Manager Zhao screamed, knelt down on the ground, and looked at Qiao Yimo tremblingly.

"What are you doing?" Qiao Yimo looked in the direction where Manager Zhao was kneeling, and there was a cross hanging on it.

"Xu...Miss Qiao, why are you here?" Manager Zhao blushed, but he didn't expect to be seen praying to the cross, and it was his boss wife.

Qiao Yimo couldn't hold it back, and burst out laughing. Manager Zhao's face became more and more red, and he quickly stood up and put the cross into his arms.

She coughed twice, suppressing the raised corners of her mouth, the original annoyance had been wiped out by Manager Zhao.

"Manager Zhao, I'm a little hungry, can I ask the kitchen to prepare something to eat?"

"Yes, of course!" Manager Zhao was trying to find a reason to run away.

Qiao Yimo couldn't bear it any longer when he saw his running back, and burst out laughing.

Manager Zhao ran all the way with the cross in his arms, called the chef to the kitchen himself, and ordered him to cook some simple delicacies.

Zhang Jin and the two beautiful messengers had been chasing after Qiao Yimo, but now they sensed the movement in the kitchen and drifted in curiously.

"Okay, you go out first, I'll just deliver it." Manager Zhao waved his hand and drove the chef out.

This time, he must perform well in front of Qiao Yimo. His previous performance was too poor. If Fu Moshen hears about it, what if his position is removed.

Looking at the delicacies on the plate, he felt that it was too simple and had to be decorated, so he turned around to look for decorations.

Zhang Jin was also not polite, and directly beckoned two beautiful messengers to come and taste the food.

They are no longer human beings, and cannot feel the taste of food through normal chewing, but any food has gas, and they only need to absorb it.

But absorbed food is...

Manager Zhao managed to find some fresh leaves, and turned his head happily, only to find that the delicate food that had just been prepared had lost its original "delicious" appearance and its tempting aroma in front of his eyes.

The original fresh color becomes dull or even black.

Manager Zhao's eyes widened, and he couldn't bear it for a while, holding the cross and fell straight on the ground.

"It's over, won't you scare people to death?" The short-haired beauty envoy knelt down anxiously to check Manager Zhao's situation.

"Fortunately, I passed out."

The three ghosts looked at each other and disappeared into the kitchen in an instant.

Qiao Yimo waited for a long time, but did not wait for Manager Zhao to deliver the food.

Could it be that this person stole her things and ate them?
She growled with hunger, but when she looked up, she saw Fu Mo coming back with a cold face.

She instantly remembered the scene she had seen before.

"Why, your lover didn't pull you to talk?" Qiao Yimo asked directly with raised eyebrows.

"What lover, what are you talking about?" Fu Mo frowned deeply, and replied angrily.

Qiao Yimo was even more angry when he saw that he was still pretending to be stupid.

"You and Mu Yunxi are arguing, don't you know what I'm talking about? Let me tell you, the two of us haven't divorced yet, and what you're doing now is cheating in marriage! If I divorce you, you have to clean up You're from home!" Qiao Yimo said, staring at Fu Moshen.

Hearing this, Fu Moshen's eyes dimmed, "Do you still want a divorce?"

That gaze made Qiao Yimo's heart jump, and he always felt a little dangerous, but this was not a reason for him to argue, and he continued to hold up his momentum.

"Be honest with me, or I'll let you leave the house!" She put on a sassy look.

Fu Moshen didn't say a word, seeing Qiao Yimo's eyes flicker, he stepped forward and hugged her horizontally.

"Let go of me, why? Are you planning to rape me now? Let me tell you... I have also practiced!"

Before she finished speaking, Fu Moshen had already hugged her and kicked open the door, and threw her directly on the bed.

Qiao Yimo's aura instantly weakened a lot, she swallowed: "You, what do you want to do..."

"Haven't you practiced before? Try it?" Fu Moshen's voice was low and hoarse, he stared at the flames in her eyes, and pressed her directly.

The air in the room instantly became a little thin, and Qiao Yimo didn't dare to look at him directly, "Well, you get up first."

"We are husband and wife, shouldn't we fulfill our obligations?"

"But...we..." Qiao Yimo didn't know what to say to refute, but her heart was beating, as if it was going to jump out of her throat in the next second.

It's a feeling I've never had before.

She raised her hands, trying to push the man on her body down, but her hands and feet felt inexplicably weak, and she didn't know where all her strength went.

Reluctantly lowering his hands, Fu Moshen leaned closer, Qiao Yimo could even see the faint fluff on Fu Moshen's face, those deep eyes were full of her.

"Don't worry, I won't let you escape." Fu Moshen's voice was very soft, but it aroused goosebumps all over Qiao Yimo's body.

Fu Moshen's face slowly approached, his nose sprayed on her face, and his soft lips were close at hand.

Qiao Yimo closed her eyes subconsciously, and suddenly there was a chill in the room.

"Come out!" Fu Moshen uttered with restraint and anger.

"Hehehe, I'm really sorry to bother you..." Zhang Jin's voice sounded, but he didn't mean to apologize at all.

Qiao Yimo opened her eyes instantly, and looked sideways at the three messengers of the underworld, staring at the two of them...

Fu Moshen sat up straight, picked up the clothes on the side and covered Qiao Yimo's body, Qiao Yimo struggled to sit up, his face was so hot that he couldn't freeze it with his hands.

Zhang Jin didn't see what he wanted to see, and Zhang Jin smacked his lips in disappointment.

Fu Mo looked at them coldly, "You better not make trouble in the resort, otherwise I have plenty of ways to deal with you."

The two beauties were already coveting Fu Mo, so they rushed to agree, "Handsome guy, actually we still have a small matter to inform you..."

(End of this chapter)