Husband, Please Stop Flirting

Feng ChuChu didn't stop Cheng Ziyu, but looked at Sun Shao coldly.

"Which hand spilled the wine just now" Cheng Ziyu couldn't hear any anger, but those who knew him knew that he was really angry this time

"Let me go" Sun Shao was really afraid this time.

"It seems to be his right hand." as soon as Cheng Ziyu's voice fell, there was a howl like killing a pig. Sun Shao painfully covered his right hand. Just now Cheng Ziyu stood up and stepped on Sun Shao's right hand without hesitation. When he raised his foot, people were frightened to see that Sun Shao's hand was blurred. How much strength did the man use, To step on people's hands like this.

Feng ChuChu couldn't bear it. In fact, she didn't want to do anything to Sun Shao. "Let's go, Cheng Ziyu."

Cheng Ziyu, who had a fierce face, turned his head after hearing the clear voice of the wind, put on a harmless expression and said, "OK."

If we hadn't just seen Cheng Ziyu's ferocity, we would really think that Cheng Ziyu is a harmless boy.

After Cheng Ziyu and Feng ChuChu left, the bar immediately opened the pot, and the ambulance called by Dashan rushed to take away the wailing Sun Shao.

"Who is the man around you just now who dares to offend Sun Shao?"

"No, I shouldn't be from this city."

"Then he's miserable. After all, Sun Shao is not a person to be offended."

Just when everyone thought Cheng Ziyu was going to die, sun came the news of bankruptcy, and Sun Shao's hand was trampled into a comminuted fracture, which was considered disabled.

The person who received the news took a breath. Sun was a big enterprise and disappeared for no reason, which made people have to think of the things in the bar that day. Unexpectedly, the teenager had such great power. For a time, all the people in the city who wanted to attack Chen stopped thinking.

And sister Wen was very glad of her choice at that time, otherwise the Hong Kong Guangdong bar would disappear in this area.

Of course, these are all later words. At this time, Cheng Ziyu was following behind Feng ChuChu, looking like asking for praise, and said, "sister ChuChu, do you think I'm handsome today? Is I handsome?"

Feng ChuChu got on the car without saying a word. Cheng Ziyu hurriedly sat in the co driver's seat. Suddenly, she thought that she was drinking and couldn't drive. "Can you drive?"

Cheng Ziyu looked at Feng ChuChu suspiciously, and then immediately reflected that Feng ChuChu meant "yes, I've been driving for many years."

So Feng ChuChu and Cheng Ziyu changed their positions. "Go to the nearest mall and I'll change a dress."

Cheng Ziyu subconsciously looked at the spring light on his chest with clear eyes and swallowed his saliva.

"If you can't drive, just roll down," said Feng ChuChu with a gloomy face.

Cheng Ziyu immediately looked away, took out his mobile phone, turned on the navigator, and seriously started the car.

After a long time, the wind said, "thank you today."

"No, it's all right. It's my honor to help my sister." two dimples on Cheng Ziyu's face are looming.

The wind ChuChu didn't speak any more. The air was full of wine. Just now, the air was too strong. The wind ChuChu's wine strength came up again, and his head began to be dizzy again. Even with the window open, he didn't wake up. He couldn't help but secretly celebrate that he was lucky that he didn't drive just now, otherwise he's not going to the mall, but the hospital.

After arriving at the shopping mall, Feng ChuChu lay drunk on the seat, and then smiled at Cheng Ziyu.

"You're a dog skin plaster, hey hey"

Cheng Ziyu immediately understood that Feng ChuChu was drunk. "Sister ChuChu, are you still going to buy clothes?"

"Buy clothes, buy what clothes, I'm fine," Feng ChuChu said with a hiccup. "I'm not Annie. Please don't think of me as Annie. It's very annoying."

"Well, can you sit up now without taking you as Annie?" Cheng Ziyu coaxed the wind like a child. At this time, they were in the parking lot below, and half of his body leaned into the car. Looking from the direction of the windshield, it was like two people were kissing.

A man with an SLR camera nearby was secretly taking photos. Cheng Ziyu looked at the direction of the paparazzi reporter. The paparazzi reporter quickly fell down. It was dangerous just now. I don't know whether he was seen or not.

When he looked out and saw that Cheng Ziyu and Feng had left, he was relieved, and then looked at the photos in his camera with satisfaction. He must be the front page headline of tomorrow.

Cheng Ziyu didn't take Feng ChuChu to buy clothes. The main reason is that Feng ChuChu doesn't speak quickly now. Do you still want her to change clothes?

Finally, Cheng Ziyu took Feng ChuChu to his hotel, then gave the hotel waiter a sum of money, asked her to wipe Feng ChuChu's body, and then put on the memory, and then asked her to buy a set of women's clothes similar to Feng ChuChu's body and put it at the head of the bed.

Cheng Ziyu is not a gentleman, but he will never take advantage of others' danger.

"Night Qing, why don't you believe me? Muzi lied to you. I didn't push Muzi downstairs." the wind lying on the bed curled up and cried helplessly.

Cheng Ziyu touched Feng ChuChu's head and said softly, "Annie, I won't hurt you again."

When Feng ChuChu woke up, it was already five or six o'clock in the afternoon. She sat up with her head covered. The price of getting drunk was that her head seemed to be crushed by a crusher when she woke up, which was very painful.

After a long time, the wind was clear. Looking at everything strange around, her memory quickly returned. She remembered that she took a car to the mall with Cheng Ziyu, and then she didn't remember anything.

She looked at her white pajamas and refreshing body in horror, and huge discontent immediately appeared in her heart. She quickly opened the quilt, picked up her collar and looked at her body. There was no ambiguous trace on her body, but her psychology was still uneasy.

"Sister ChuChu, are you awake?" Cheng Ziyu, standing at the door, said clearly to the wind with a smile, and then he ushered in a pillow.

"You scum," said Feng clearly and fiercely.

Cheng Ziyu took the pillow and looked at Feng ChuChu helplessly. "Sister ChuChu, I saved you. How can you say I'm scum?"

Feng ChuChu didn't speak, glared at Cheng Ziyu, then picked up the bag he put at the head of the bed, walked barefoot into the bed and tried to leave, but Cheng Ziyu grabbed his wrist.

"Sister ChuChu, where are you going?"

"You don't have to take care of it." Feng ChuChu tried to break free from Cheng Ziyu's imprisonment.

Cheng Ziyu sighed helplessly, "I didn't change your clothes, but the waiter of the hotel. I didn't see your body."

The wind looked at Cheng Ziyu suspiciously, "really?"