grandpa is not sick

Chapter 213 What She Wants Thoroughly (1)
Seeing the pain and relief in his eyes, Fu Qingliu was stunned for a moment.

Until a cold gaze almost condensed into substance and landed on him, Fu Qingliu turned his head, his grape-black eyes reflected the noble figure on the smooth and bright geometric floor.

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Fu Yixun stood not far from the two of them, looking at the two with expressionless expressions and depressing looks as if they were looking around.

The air suddenly became a little oppressive.

Li Anxin turned her head to the side, and was slightly startled when she saw Fu Yixun. Before she could say hello, she was caught by his deep and sharp eyes, like a calm and gloomy sea, turbulent in the depths. Something dangerous choked his breath.

Being the same man, after Li Anxin was stunned, he quickly glanced at Fu Qingliu, and quickly understood what was going on.

At this moment, Fu Yixun moved. He walked towards them with a blank face. The footsteps sounded in the silence, as if stepping on people's hearts. He fixed his eyes on Fu Qingliu until he walked to Fu Qingliu stepped forward.

Fu Qingliu's palms were sweating slightly, and the hands under his sleeves quietly clenched his thumbs to keep himself calm on the surface.

"Congratulations." Fu Yixun said coldly.

It took Fu Qingliu two seconds to understand what Fu Yixun meant. Her thumb hurt from being held by her, but she curled her lips at him calmly, showing a lazy and charming smile, "Thank you."

Fu Yixun looked at Li Anxin and then at the smile on Fu Qingliu's face, his eyes were gloomy as if he wanted to kill someone.

"Let's go." Fu Qingliu put away his smile, and said to Li Anxin lightly, and was about to go around him, but unexpectedly, his arm was suddenly grabbed.

He quickly dragged her back to the lounge, slammed the door shut, and pressed her behind it.

Fu Qingliu stared at him with slightly unsteady breathing.

Fu Yixun also stared at her, his gaze was terribly suppressed, and his voice was so cold that he said, "Your speed is fast enough, but it's a pity that your vision is not very good, and you fell in love with an old man who is not very useful."

Fu Qingliu bowed his head for a moment, and when he raised his head, he smiled casually and indifferently, like a heartless and captivating monster, "It doesn't work, you have to try it before you know it, and if it doesn't work, then change to a young man Strong, isn't it a very simple matter?"

"Fu Qingliu!" Hearing her distort his meaning and speak ambiguously and vulgarly, his eyes became more gloomy, like dense dark clouds, something dangerously surging inside.

"What? Didn't you always want to hear this? Did I satisfy you? Or do you need to experience it for yourself?" Fu Qingliu said with a smile, a hand suddenly touched his chest and slid all the way to his lower abdomen.

Fu Yixun stared at her in disbelief, then took a few steps back as if shocked by an electric shock.

Fu Qingliu smiled, turned around and opened the door, the smile on his face disappeared without a trace like a collapsed building in an instant.

Li Anxin stood in the front corridor against the wall, with a cigarette in her hand, watching Fu Qingliu walking step by step, her back was stiff and tense, without the slightest bend.

When she returned to the hall, Julia came to apologize again, but she was very disdainful of Julia's apology. This kind of disdain on her face, which was clearly displayed, looked proud and indifferent like a high-ranking queen, which made Julia She was embarrassed with everyone else for a while, but she didn't care.

For the rest of the time, Fu Qingliu was not interested in communicating with those painters to enhance her relationship. When she didn't want to talk to others, her body language and facial expressions would be particularly obvious. An Xin felt it even more strongly, so that even some single men who were more enthusiastic, thick-skinned and more familiar did not dare to cross the threshold easily, and Julia did not dare to lean over.

(End of this chapter)