Mr.Fu's White Moonlight

Either be careful, born a big vinegar king, otherwise where can his wife and other men say two words, all want so angry, catch everyone feel wrong.

"I think you are too busy!" Fu Shimo's eyebrows are jumping suddenly again. What's the matter with Huo tingchi? He helps Ji Nanchu to talk everywhere. Does that woman really know how to poison?

One by one, every man revolves around her.

"I think you are too busy. Like a big vinegar pot, your eyes are all hung on your wife." Huo tingchi is not angry. Fu Shimo is walking like this, and his eyes are really staring at Ji Nanchu's direction. When he sees a man saying hello to Ji Nanchu, it's like eating people.

Mingming is very concerned about it in his heart, but he doesn't say it in his mouth.

I can't stand the affectation.

"I'm jealous? Hottingchi, you're blind, aren't you Jealousy, like gunpowder, explodes on Fu Shimo's body, which distorts his face like a ghost.

"Che, I don't want to argue with you. I find that you are just like a cowhide. You are stubborn and don't listen to others. Sooner or later, you will know how powerful you are." Huo tingchi and Fu Shimo went to the safe room on the second floor. From the second floor, they were able to see everyone at the banquet.

At this time, Fu Shimo's eyes are still turning with Ji Nanchu from time to time?

"Don't talk nonsense. Talk quickly." Fu Shimo is very angry.

"I told you about Gu Jingchen..." Huo tingchi whispered.

In the banquet hall, after Fu Shimo left, Ji Nanchu walked casually in the same place, planning to eat something casually to pad his stomach and pass the time by.

She just picked up something, a sudden male voice startled her and nearly dropped it.

"Mrs. Fu, would you like to have a dance?"

Looking back, Ji Nanchu was surprised to see a man in a gray suit, with neat hair, beautiful eyes, and a shallow smile on his face. It seems that people are less alert and nervous.

After three years of experience in Fu's, Ji Nanchu has instinctively trained her to be alert to people and things. She is alert to occupational diseases. Any sudden occurrence of people and things will make her be careful.

But seeing the smile of the people in front of her, Ji Nanchu calmed down a little. What's she nervous about? It's a charity party, not camping. What can she do.

However, Ji Nanchu still shook his head with a smile and politely refused: "sorry, I can't dance."

"Mrs. Fu, don't be nervous. It's a very simple social dance. I can teach you." The other side didn't give up, but also spoke to Ji Nanchu.

"I'm sorry, I hurt my foot before. The doctor said it's not suitable to dance for half a year." Ji Nan Chu droops his eyes and takes out a reason that can prevaricate everyone.

Obviously, when the visitor heard Ji Nanchu's words, the smile on his face was dim, but he still raised his glass to Ji Nanchu, "let's drink and have a chat."

This idle casual words, the man has come a step closer, want to be close to Ji Nanchu.

"Sorry, I haven't eaten yet. I'm not fit to drink." After the last celebration banquet, Ji Nanchu didn't touch wine. He just took a glass of champagne and just showed it to Fu Shimo.

At this time, she came as Mrs. Fu, and there were still people pestering her so that Ji Nanchu could not help but sink her face.