Ancestral God's goblin, she's cute and crazy

Chapter 272 Never Thought Of Telling You, Who Tell You To See It

Wen Ci didn't move, just sat there.

As soon as he sat down, he could smell the faint scent of tobacco on Wenci's body, mixed with a fresh scent of tea, mild and moist, just like others, elegant and refined.

There was a slight tremor in the deepest part of Fu Wang's black eyes, and the pupils shone with a little sparkle.

He picked up the wine glass on the table, poured a glass of wine, and lined the red wine glass with his bony hands. The red liquid glistened under the light, and handed the wine to Wen Ci, "You have a drink with me, I'll tell you Answer."

Wen Ci's brows were indifferent, his eyes slowly fell on his cold and handsome face, and the corners of his lips were pulled suddenly, "Don't you think that you have changed your direction after asking the question just now and told me you know about it?" ?"

His voice is light, smooth, magnetic, with a slight smile, which is like a spring breeze in my ears.

This faint smile didn't reach his eyes, a gentleman was as refined as a gentleman, and his warm and indifferent eyes put a long distance away from him.

Fu Huang hooked his thin lips, and smiled darkly and coldly, "Master is not dead, Song Yuchu has defected to you, Yang Sinuo is such a good chess piece, you know that my loss is not small."

His cold eyes swept towards Wen Ci's warm face, and the smile on his lips deepened, "Master Ci, if you don't drink with me, Shen Wan, I don't know what I will do to her."

The threatening tone and the cold atmosphere spread in the box inch by inch.

But unfortunately, Wen Ci's face was still calm.

These two people are two extremes.

Extremely warm and extremely cold.

He shook the red wine glass in his hand, Wen Ci did not speak, but looked down at the glass of red wine.

Raising his hand, he took the glass of red wine, Fu Wang's hand lightly touched the back of his hand.

The cold and cold hand touched the warm back of the hand, and the temperature seemed to spread all over the body in an instant. Fu Wang withdrew his hand, rubbed and trembled slightly, and the cells all over his body seemed to start to get excited.

His cold eyes stared straight at Wenci.

Seeing him drooping his eyes, he took a sip of the red wine lightly, then raised his eyes, and met Fu Wang's gaze staring at him.

Wen Ci was stunned for a moment, and the look in his eyes when he looked at Fu Huang changed slightly.

In just this moment, Wen Ci returned to normal, and he slightly raised the corners of his lips, "Enough?"

Fu Wang didn't speak.

"You know, I don't drink."

"The stomach problem is still not healed." Fu Juan curled his lips coldly, "Didn't your little girl treat you after studying medicine?"

This time, Wen Ci didn't speak, he knew everything, he knew what Jiang Nian was doing.

Fu Wang also remained patient and did not speak.

After a while, Wen Ci raised his eyes to look at him, smiled faintly, "Don't worry about it."

The tone is indifferent and alienated.

"What exactly do you want to do?" Wen Ci asked again, very straightforward, without turning a corner.

"If you want to live, master must die." Fu Hua said, a smile gradually appeared in his cold eyes, "There is more."

He licked his thin lips, "You just saw it."

"Master Ancestor." Fu Wang called him, hooked his cold lips, and called out again, "Wenci."

Wen Ci stood up slowly, two meters away from Fu Wang, her brows were still warm, and her thin lips said two words lightly, "Disgusting."

Fu Wang was not angry, and still had the same attitude, "I never thought of telling you, who told you to see it?"

"I will never let go of your micro-expressions."

He got up and walked towards Wenci, Wenci stared at Fu Wang with gentle eyes, "If you want to lose your temper, find someone else."

(End of this chapter)