Mr. Fu hurt her to the bone

Chapter 162 Nie Yanrong——You are courting death! (small theater)
Nie Yanrong snorted coldly, turned around and walked to Fu Jingxing's office, the door was ajar, she walked to the door, stood still, and heard Jiang Luyun's cheerful laughter from inside: "Jingxing, how can you say that about him? ..."

Nie Yanrong couldn't bear it anymore, she stretched out her hand and pushed the door open.

The door slammed against the wall and made a loud noise, which disturbed the two people in the room.

Fu Jingxing was sitting behind the desk with his back to the light, his face was blurred for a moment, Jiang Luyun was standing opposite him across the table, her rose red short skirt could barely cover her legs, and her pair of white skirts The long legs hurt her eyes.

At this time, Jiang Luyun was looking back at her in surprise, but Fu Jingxing still had the same expression, but there was a bit of laziness on his face.

Nie Yanrong's gaze was fixed on the collar of Fu Jingxing's two-buttoned collar. The man's honey-colored skin, delicate collarbone, and sexy Adam's apple were all so natural and seductive, yet another woman stared straight at her. inside.

She felt like a fire was burning all over her body. In the past, she thought that anyone but Nie Zhangzhu would be fine, but now she just realized that no matter what woman she is, she can't stand it.

"Miss Nie?"

After a short surprise, Jiang Luyun smiled and nodded to greet her.

Nie Yanrong didn't look at her, she walked directly to Fu Jingxing's desk and stood still: "Jingxing, let's talk."

Fu Jingxing lowered his eyes slightly, clasped his slender fingers together, he didn't speak or look at her, the atmosphere gradually became stiff.

"I'm going out first, it's okay."

Jiang Luyun spoke, her voice was low, full of grievances.

"You sit down."

But Fu Jingxing raised his eyes to look at Jiang Luyun, and pointed to the sofa beside him.

"Fu Jingxing, you deceive people too much!"

Nie Yanrong seemed to collapse suddenly, she grabbed a pot of green radishes on the table, lifted it up and fell to the ground.

The flowerpot shattered and the soil splashed everywhere. Jiang Luyun was startled and dodged in embarrassment, but Fu Jingxing's gaze was gloomy, and his eyes gradually became cloudy. He stared at the fragments and broken branches and leaves. The ground was messy and broken. , the rhizomes are all broken, I am afraid that I will not be able to live again.

He suddenly remembered that day, when the quiet girl stood in front of him, moved the green radish that was shining in the sun to one side, and said softly: "Green radish can't bask in the sun, it likes dark and humid environments... "

This pot of green radishes has been on his desk and has never been removed.

He stood up and walked around the table without saying a word, just staring at Nie Yanrong deeply.

His gaze was too frightening, as if he would swallow people alive, Nie Yanrong backed away involuntarily, but Fu Jingxing stretched out his hand and strangled her neck.

"Help..." Nie Yanrong's panic-stricken cry for help stopped abruptly, as if her neck had been twisted.

Jiang Luyun stood on the side trembling, Fu Cheng, Gu Heng and others came in after hearing the news, and they were terrified when they saw this scene.

Gu Heng wanted to go forward, but Fu Cheng suddenly reached out to stop him.

"Nie Yanrong—you are courting death!"

Fu Jingxing grabbed her by the neck and pressed her against the wall. His face was ferocious, like a ghost. Her deep eyes reflected her face of extreme desolation and despair. She wanted to call for help but was choked by him. She couldn't make a sound from her neck, she could hardly breathe, maybe she was dying...

But she didn't want to die, she just became his fiancee, the first time in her life, she was so close to him...

The strength in Fu Jingxing's hand became heavier and heavier, Nie Yanrong couldn't breathe, her hands grabbed the back of his hand indiscriminately, leaving streaks of blood, but his hand still didn't loosen, on the contrary, even his knuckles got stuck. Go into her flesh...

Nie Yanrong's face turned dark purple, and her eyes seemed to protrude, so Fu Cheng stepped forward slowly: "Sir..."

He spoke, stretched out his hand to hold Fu Jingxing's forearm, exerted a little force, but somehow Fu Jingxing let go of his hand.

Nie Yanrong immediately covered her painful neck and collapsed on the ground, gasping for breath.

For the first time, she was so close to death, and she was so terrified that she didn't even dare to look at him again.

"Get out."

Fu Jingxing looked down at Nie Yanrong who was slumped on the ground, and said three words of disgust from his thin lips.

Nie Yanrong choked up tears from coughing, she got up with hands and feet, covered her neck and staggered out, Jiang Luyun stood there stiffly, looking at Nie Yanrong's bruised face, but there was something deep in her eyes. It fell down and gradually became dark.

The relationship between her and Fu Jingxing recovered a bit, probably because of a long conversation she had with him after returning from BJ.

She apologized and said that she would no longer think wildly, and from now on, she would only concentrate on filming, and would not say what he didn't like to hear. She would always remember Yiran in her heart, and if she met someone she liked again in the future, she might also fall in love ...

These words worked, and his attitude towards her changed a lot. It was no longer like those days, with a cold face and no smile.

She knew he didn't like Nie Yanrong, that's why she was so childishly angry with Nie Yanrong, but he didn't stop her, and she was willing to do it...

I just didn't expect it to happen like this today.

Just because of that pot of green radishes?

Jiang Luyun couldn't help looking at Fu Cheng, but Fu Cheng just shook his head slightly at her almost invisible.

He didn't know either.

I hope that she is thinking too much, I hope that this pot of green radishes has nothing to do with Miss Nie San.

"All go out."

Fu Jingxing pushed away Fu Cheng's hand, turned around, Fu Cheng silently sighed, and signaled Gu Heng and Jiang Luyun to leave the office.

The door was gently closed, and Fu Jing walked to the messy place. He squatted down and picked up the broken rhizome of the green radish.

The wet liquid dripped into his palm, and the cold and bitter taste hit his nose. He lowered his head, and the tip of his nose stuck to the smooth leaves of the green radish, and he did not move for a long time.

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　　Continuing: Who told me that there were so many crazy bees and butterflies around her.

　　When they glanced at her, he felt as uncomfortable as missing a piece of flesh——Zhang Zhu didn't even wear a skirt in summer now, because Mr. Fu said that wearing a skirt would reveal his arms and calves, and Zhang Zhu was as white as he was born , It will dazzle the eyes of passers-by. Although the family has money, it can't be ruined like this. The medical expenses one by one will be unbearable.

　　Zhang Zhu was furious, but Jing Chun laughed when he heard about it, and asked Zhang Zhu for the hot pants she was wearing. Look, that bastard Xie Jingnan is not bad at all, he doesn’t interfere with my freedom of dressing...

　　When Zhang Zhu returned home, he had a quarrel with Mr. Fu, and took Jia Shu back to the Huayue Mountain House to cry to his younger brother.

　　On the second day, Mr. Fu gritted his teeth, let go of his red eyes, and took a step back. It's okay to show your arms, but absolutely not to show your legs. You can't even kill him. When those men look at her legs, he wants to goug them out eyeballs (unfinished
　　
　
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