nostalgia

Chapter 310 【310 一】Two people suffer from insomnia-
The tips of Miss Shi's ears were stained with blush, and her face was even hotter.

This man has a sense of decadence tonight, obviously decadent.

She intentionally smiled mockingly, "Mr. Fu, you really got into the show."

play.

He remembered the first night she came over and said to her, I'm not interested in you.

She said, me too.

Indeed, it's just a play.

The fingers of Fu Lichu's hands leaning over the wall were slender and well-defined, and they were unconsciously clenched tightly, and the blue veins on them were clearly visible.

He has never had contact with the opposite sex at such a distance, and he still seems to be ambiguous, which is really the first time in the New Year's Eve!
He has lived without water for so many years, because of a red-haired bomb, it seems that he has broken all his principles.

Forgot since that day, he noticed that she was always trying to hide her sense of existence, and occasionally he couldn't help asking the servants about her situation at home.

What's even more ridiculous is that he calculates the time every day, goes home when she goes out, and goes out when she comes home, just to meet the two sides by chance.

Also, he does not reject the word fiancee now.

He asked slowly, "When are you leaving?"

Miss Shi didn't even think about it, she replied directly: "I will leave immediately after the matter is over, is Mr. Fu going to drive someone away?"

Fu Lichu withdrew his hand and took two steps back, and the two of them opened up some distance, "Go up! I'll help you handle it."

He then returned to her room. The room was very clean, and there were almost no other items. In the closet, except for the red dress that he had worn, which hung eye-catchingly on the shelf, there were only a few simple T-shirts in the closet. is black.

She skillfully rummaged through the cabinet to find the gauze, then sat at the table, skillfully treated the wound on her right hand with her left hand, and teased, "Fiancé, are you not afraid of blood now? Standing there seems to be very exciting ?”

Fu Lichu thought for two seconds, stepped in and sat opposite her, and pulled her hand in front of him. The smell of disinfectant covered up the fishy smell. He resisted the uncomfortable feeling, lowered his head and wrapped the gauze carefully .

"I'm not afraid of blood, I'm disgusted with blood, these are two different things."

Her fingertips were soft, lying quietly in his palm, a little cold.

Fear may not be overcome, but hate can be overcome. He also hates the opposite sex. Isn't he sitting here quietly helping her bandage now?
The two sat very close around a round table, the strong smell of alcohol rushed towards their faces, wishing they could look up at the same time, the other's face was right in front of their own.

Miss Shi replied with a light smile: "Should I be honored to have Mr. Fu say such a thing?"

Fu Lichu knew that she was teasing him, so he didn't show any displeasure, "Where's your man? Why don't you care?"

"A man? What man? Chen Zian?"

She took out a piece of chewing gum with her free hand, threw it into her mouth, and began to chew casually.

"The man in your heart."

His tone was very light, so light that no emotion could be heard.

Miss Shi's hands froze, she straightened her back immediately, turned her face away, and didn't want to answer.

It seems that what A Chuan said is correct, there is indeed someone living in her heart.

She quickly withdrew her hand, wrapped the rest of the gauze indiscriminately twice, and tied a knot in the palm of her hand with her inconvenient teeth.

Does this mean he's slow?

He really had never seen such a rough girl.

When it was over, there was only the sound of chewing in the room.

Fu Lichu lit a cigarette, and leaned on the chair without intending to leave. Miss Shi raised her feet and stepped on the edge of the chair, her expression a little lonely.

The person in her heart?
Who the hell does she have in mind?
Why do people who have given up always have to be talked about, do their ghosts linger? !
The room fell silent for a while, but it wasn't too embarrassing.

Fu Lichu took a deep breath and asked slowly, "Who are you working for?"

She chewed it twice quickly, "For myself."

"What are you trying to do? Save your life or make money?"

She lowered her eyes, what was she thinking?
"Picture a future."

Fu Lichu looked at her profile, which seemed to be the smoothest line drawn by a painter. At this moment, she was also somewhat real in a trance.

"Is Mrs. Fu's future enough?"

Miss Shi's tone was full of smiles, and she also turned her head to meet his eyes, "Mr. Fu, you don't take it seriously, do you? Do you like me? Let me tell you, don't like me, you will only win Chen Zian in the end." Same ending."

Fu Lichu leaned over and approached her, his breath sprayed on her face, his tone was low and a little drunk, Miss Shi subconsciously wanted to hide back, the expression of confidence and slowness just now was a little bit panicked.

Fu Lichu looked at her demeanor of packaging herself as a scumbag, showing her true colors. He had seen people who would only package themselves in white lotus flowers, and he had never seen anyone who wanted to ruin his reputation.

He showed a rare smiling face in front of her, even his eyes were full of affection.

Shi Muke: "Fu Lichu, you're drunk."

Fu Lichu: "There is no moment when you are more awake than now, Shi Muke, what do you think?"

Shi Muke: "What do I think?"

Fu Lichu: "Do you think I can do it?"
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That night, Shi Muke drove Fu Lichu out with his collar in hand, and slammed the door shut with a bang.

Just before closing the door, he cursed: "Crazy."

Neither of the two slept in their respective rooms. Fu Lichu tossed and turned on the bed unable to fall asleep, while Miss Shi sat up and lay down again and again.

She picked the most abstinent boy, she thought that this time it wouldn't be like that.

Unexpectedly, he asked himself, can you see me?
fuck.

Which aspect is the question?

He is fucking crazy!
Shameless!
But. Why do you have insomnia?
She thought of the feeling of him bandaging her up. Although many people had been courteous to her before, she had never felt the panic of missing a beat in her heart.

She thinks that she has seen countless men, except for Hua Si. She has never felt like this before.

Thinking of Hua Si, the dusty face was projected in her mind.

The man she followed so hard is still very clear.

Perhaps it was because they had the same experience, being rejected by their clansmen, and holding a breath in their chests to prove something.

Master Jiu redeemed Huasi, and Huasi redeemed her, and Ah Yuan. Ah Yuan gave her warmth.

She worked for Ling Zhichen, just to repay Hua Si's kindness before, but later, she became the most unruly spirit.

She would do anything to anger Hua Si, she thought that he would be angry.

But Hua Si didn't seem to see it, he didn't hear the world's affairs, and let her make trouble, which seemed to be a kind of connivance, but in fact he didn't put her at ease.

No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't walk into Hua Si's heart.

He only had Master Jiu in his heart, as long as Master Jiu could come back and sacrifice the whole spiritual dust, he would die willingly.
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(End of this chapter)