The demon concubine is about to flee: Your Majesty, it is difficult to serve

Chapter 172 You probably forgot, but you were the one who tried so hard to climb into the bed of your son.

When Fu Qingran noticed his expression, she was basically a little scared.

But what she said was the truth. If two people are torturing each other together, why not end this sick relationship as soon as possible.

In this way, it is a relief for both of them, isn't it?

"Fu Qingran, you probably forgot—you were the one who worked so hard to climb onto the bed of my son." Gu Shizi suddenly stood up, his eyes were also cold.

Is this extreme anger?

Although Fu Qingran was a little scared, she also realized that some things should be clarified, and it should be settled in time, so as not to cause them more worries.

"What happened at the beginning was indeed my fault. Although the mistake has already been made, there is still room to make up for it."

"Separation is to make up for it? Fu Qingran, your conscience is really eaten by dogs.

Those who don't know, think that this son is obsessed with Yan'er and abandoned you, a dross wife. "

Fu Qingran's face darkened, thinking, this guy's words are really contradictory, even after marrying her, what he always misses is Su Zhenyan, and it has never changed.

Now I still have the face to say that.

"What does the son of the world think?"

Seeing that the woman's attitude softened a lot, Gu Shizi's facial expression was a little subtle, showing a touch of calculation, and he said quietly, "As compensation.
Naturally, you should give this son the most precious years of a woman's life. "

Fu Qingran: "????"

This man is simply too ruthless, he simply cut off her way out, and he will only be willing to leave her when she is old.

At that time, which man still likes her!

Fu Qingran immediately became unhappy, "No."

The categorical words undoubtedly reduced the hostility in the man's heart a lot.

"Didn't you want to compensate this son? Huh?"

Fu Qingran especially didn't like the man's smile, and said, "Although I was the one who took the initiative to climb the bed, but - isn't it the son of the world who is so happy?
To say that I suffer, I really suffer. "

Her words made the man's eyes darken, and he rubbed his fingers against her lips, almost poking in, but because the woman's white teeth were tightly clenched, he couldn't succeed, and his ambiguous breath sprayed out, "Heh—

Wasn't it you who called everyone over that night? "

He had already mentioned an extremely sensitive matter, but this man made such an erotic gesture again, Fu Qingran's body froze, and he kicked the man violently, "Stop talking."

Just as she was about to retract her little white feet, they were tightly held by the man. No matter how much she struggled, they were tightly held in the man's palm.

"Pervert, let go."

"You took the initiative to send it to the door? Is there any reason for this son not to accept it?"

The low and deep tone was full of bewitching, Fu Qingran quickly filtered out the voice, and said angrily, "If you still grab me, I will go to Su Zhenyan tomorrow and tell her, the son of the world! How powerful the kung fu is."

The strength in the ankle suddenly disappeared.

Fu Qingran quickly pulled her feet back, buried her in the quilt, and said lazily, "Since the son's bed is wet, we can only force the son to sleep in the study - remember to blow out the lamp when you leave gone."

After finishing speaking, Fu Qingran lay down again and closed her eyes.

After about half a breath, the man walked to the table and blew out the candle.

The house was plunged into thick darkness.

The expected door closing sound didn't sound, Fu Qingran was feeling strange when suddenly—

The quilt was lifted
(End of this chapter)