Mr.Fu's White Moonlight

Because of his strong body, Fu Shimo had a rest for two days, but his injury was much better. Because of the tit for tat too many times, especially at the beginning of Ji Nanchu, he was very calm. Therefore, Fu Shimo didn't bother to ignore Ji Nanchu and treat her as a transparent person.

Of course, it's the best for Ji Nanchu. No one bothers her. The river doesn't make the well.

And in order to avoid Fu Shimo's toss, Ji Nanchu brought a sleeping bag back, put it in the wardrobe, and slept in the sleeping bag at night.

Fu Shimo was so angry.

This woman is cunning and not honest at all.

Fu Shimo was cold in his eyes. Thinking of huoting's late phone call in the afternoon, he was laughed at.

"I just went abroad for a month. Mr. Fu, you're really fierce. You're domestic violence, you're a little flower, you don't give up, you're infertile. The TV series are not as wonderful as you. If you don't come out recently, you really can't do it?"

"Roll the calf!" Fu Shimo yelled at the phone: "I can't? My month is the number of your year, only I don't want to, without me Fu Shimo can't, put away your worry! "

"Pooh! You've probably survived in the past three years. It's one year for me! " Huo tingchi also gave a fierce Pooh and gave a deep smile: "although I don't know whether you can do it or not, outsiders must think you can't do it. Do you want me to help you? Don't live in the same room with your wife. If you don't do anything, you will be doubted by women about men's ability. "

"Go away! Wife, do you think Ji Nanchu is a vicious woman? Hottingchi, your eyes are covered with shit Fu Shimo did not have any cultivation of bold, "just like her, it turns me off!"

Fu Shimo said, but he thought of the feeling of Ji Nanchu lying on his body, and the softness of his lips, which made him a bit thirsty.

Bah, how can he have any reaction to women like Ji Nanchu.

What's hard to come true is what Huo tingchi said. She hasn't had a woman for a long time, and now she's interested in those who are disgusting?

"Tut Tut, Ji Nanchu was the first pure beauty in J City, the man's dream lover. It's your problem if you want to say it's disgusting." Huo tingchi tut Tut's face, quite disapproval of said.

If you want to say beautiful, Ji Nanchu can recognize the second, no one can recognize the first.

But I don't understand why Fu Shimo doesn't like Su Xin. Instead, he likes Su Xin.

Suxin bar, not bad, also very beautiful, but the United States is beautiful, but it is always the shortcomings of patience, shortcomings amazing, shortcomings charm.

That is to say, if Su Xin is a beauty who looks beautiful, Ji Nanchu is a beauty who looks beautiful all the time, and is not tired of it.

But Fu Shimo didn't like it. It can only be said that beauty is in the eye of the beholder.

"You're calling today. You're here to drop a stone, aren't you?" Fu Shimo saw that he grew up in open crotch pants when he was a child, and endured not to hang up.

"No, no, it's for jokes." Huo tingchi quickly denied it and said something even worse: "in other words, if I were you, three years have passed and the raw rice has been cooked, don't be so hypocritical. You should go up and do what you should do. Men's things don't have to become dull. You'll regret it later."

As soon as Huo tingchi finished speaking, there was a roll, and then there was a drop of sound.

Fu Shimo hung up the phone, the computer next to him rang, and what he saw was that Huo Ting had sent several films late, and there were several messages.

"Brother, 20 years of treasure edition, take a good look at it, take care of it, and revive it!" Fu Shimo finally understood what the movie was.

Asshole, he needs a movie to feel?

Get out of here!

So, the thought of being ridiculed in the afternoon, and now Ji Nanchu has a good rest, he is angry.

It's disgusting.

He can't sleep, and Ji Nanchu doesn't want to have a good rest.

Thinking, Fu Shimo turned on the computer, adjusted the maximum sound, and deliberately released Huo tingchi's movie.

"Ah --" a short voice, instantly sounded in the quiet room, and then there was the irregular sound of the words, and the double-click of the two palms.

Looking at the movie that entered the theme at the beginning, Fu Shimo felt disgusted and almost closed the computer.

What kind of aesthetic is Huo tingchi? What kind of mess is he looking at.

It's domestic. I don't know how to get it!

Just as Fu Shimo was thinking about whether to turn it off or not, Ji Nanchu crawled out of his sleeping bag.

Then go out to the door.

"Stop, where do you want to go!" Fu Shimo saw that Ji Nanchu was going out, and immediately yelled at her.

"Since you are busy, I'll go to see Tiantian and come back later." Ji Nanchu listened to the words that came and went. He really didn't know whether to pretend to sleep or not.

She is also an adult and naturally knows what Fu Shimo is looking at.

I just didn't expect that Fu Shimo would have such an interest.

But after thinking about it, Ji Nanchu doesn't think it's anything. It's normal for men to be like this. It's weird not to have seen it.

"You know that my mother will be watching outside, and you want to hurt me on purpose." Fu Shimo is cold, in the dark, staring at Ji Nanchu.

"Put on your headphones." Ji Nanchu reluctantly came back and said to Fu Shimo.

It's not that she's afraid of noise, but that Fu Shimo's voice is too loud.

"I don't know why I'm wearing headphones." Fu Shimo, who used to be disgusted with Huo tingchi's films, now doesn't think there is any problem. Instead, he puts on his headphones and lets the film play the loudest.

So that night, the whole South Building heard a similar conversation.

"Well..."

"You're wonderful!"

"How powerful! How wonderful you are

"I'll kill you!"

"That's it --"

For a moment, whether it's the servant or Lin qingjuan on the second floor, they are all vaguely looking for the sound, lying at the door and listening for a while.

"I'm still worried. I didn't expect these two people to be like this in private. It's really dry firewood and fire. Sister Chen, you can make up for me tomorrow." Lin qingjuan was both happy and worried that her son would lose if she tried so hard.

"Don't worry, ma'am, for sure." Sister Chen nodded, a little embarrassed to come: "madam, you can rest assured, go back to rest."

"Well, go back, go back --" Lin qingjuan left.

Just in the middle of the night, but still hear all kinds of non-stop voice, a little worried to get up.

"What are you doing up and down?" Fu Yuancheng was all awakened, and he was not able to make complaints about it.

"Listen, it's been three hours. Shimo is full of energy, but you can't toss about like this. It will be empty!" Yes, unconsciously, Fu Shimo's film has been watched for nearly three hours.