Mr.Fu's White Moonlight

Then, Fu Shimo knocked his head with his hand, as if to hit the wall next to him

Ji Nanchu was stunned. She had seen Fu Shimo like this before. This kind of Fu Shimo would become very irritable. At that time, she went to someone to learn a set of techniques for massaging her head.

It's a pity that it was only used once, and then it didn't

"Fu Shimo, you..." as soon as Ji Nanchu wanted to step forward, she thought of what happened last night. She hesitated again. She knew Fu Shimo's temper.

Last night was forced, now Fu Shimo is still sober, he will not let her touch her.

So, she didn't dare to get close at all.

"Me what me? Now I can't die, are you disappointed? You want to see me die? Don't even think about it All of a sudden, Fu Shimo stood up straight, his eyes a little red, looking at Ji Nanchu with bursts of dark and cold light.

Seeing that he almost fell down, Ji Nanchu stepped back. It's really good. When people were watching, Ji Nanchu pretended how affectionate she wanted to block the knife for him. In fact, it was to win attention and make everyone think that she would do anything for her love.

Now here, but immediately avoid it is auspicious, the contrast is really big.

"Fu Shimo, how can I watch you die?" Ji Nanchu didn't understand how Fu Shimo suddenly said such words.

"What's impossible? Just now? " Fu Shimo sneers, but there are countless possibilities here at the beginning of Ji Nan.

"Shimo, you just warned me not to touch you in the morning. I just want to, you don't want me to touch you." Ji Nan Chu pursed her lips, a light explanation.

The conversation in the morning, at this time, came into my mind hazily. Fu Shimo shook his head again. Yes, he did say such a thing to Ji Nanchu in the morning!

Hum, it's really clever. I want him to admit that he wants her to touch him now?

Ji Nanchu will seize the opportunity at any time.

"Yes, I don't want you to touch me when I'm dead." When Fu Shimo finished, he pressed the button on one side of the elevator. Seeing that the elevator didn't come down all the time, Fu Shimo became more agitated.

Looking at Ji Nanchu on one side, he can only try not to make a sound and want to make himself feel like he has no existence.

"At the beginning of Ji Nan, it's time for you to reply." All of a sudden, seeing Ji Nanchu standing peacefully and without waves, compared with himself, he seems to be very indifferent, which makes Fu Shimo feel angry again.

"What..." Ji Nanchu, who was suddenly named, raised his head and saw Fu Shimo's indifferent eyes. Then he remembered Fu Shimo's reply: "a month's time..."

"It's not a month now. I want you to give me an answer now." Fu Shimo's fierce and domineering mouth does not allow any refutation from Ji Nanchu.

"Shi Mo, you are not keeping your word." Ji Nan Chu bit his lip and sighed a little.

Fu Shimo is just taking the opportunity to vent his anger.

"I don't need to keep your word for you. Besides, I have spoken to you for a month, but at least for a few days, I has the final say." Fu Shimo smiles at Ji Nanchu's evil sycophant and answers naturally.

As soon as Ji Nan stopped, he suddenly had a complex mood. He looked at Fu Shimo so definitely. After a long time, he replied, "Shimo, the villa in Shenghu Bay, was it for you to marry Su Xin?"