Strongly Locked Up, Fu Shao’s Dumb New Wife

Su Xiang drove into the door of Fu’s old house, and the car was towed away by a trailer. Could it be that he took the car back to his car repair shop and asked the official Zhao to fix the car, and then kept it in his repair shop. No one is in charge of the dealership.

Later, when Su Xiang left Beicheng, Fu Hanchuan suddenly came over and took the car away one day, until now.

Fu Hanchuan drank in silence, his eyes moved slightly when he heard the words, and he gave an unreasonable "um".

That car was a birthday present from Su Xiang's mother. He threw away her car key back then, and she became very angry about it.

Could it be that he pulled a tassel on the scarf together, glanced at Fu Hanchuan, and said with a smirk: "Would you not use that car as a bait and let her come to you?"

Fu Hanchuan didn't want to talk to him. Pei Xian looked at him and said, "You can't stop your firing."

He glanced at Fu Hanchuan, and then said: "People are already doing self-examination."

After today's dinner, Pei Xian can understand that Fu Hanchuan is no longer the blindly arrogant person who does not consider others.

"Self-review?" Could it be as if he had heard a joke, Fu Hanchuan's arrogant man, the whole universe revolves around him, can he still have a self-review one day?

It's really strange.

Fu Hanchuan only drank in silence, ignoring any of them, Pei Xian glanced at the quiet and excessive man.

It seems that this self-examination is quite profound, and everyone is drunk.

No matter what Fu Hanchuan is thinking at the moment, he just said, "Don't blame me for not reminding you that the car Su Xiang drove didn't fit her body shape. Don't worry, just continue to hold her car. "

Could it be that he finished speaking and went downstairs to watch the scene with his wine glass.

The clubhouse downstairs is still lively. There are two steel pipes erected on the circular stage in the middle. Two girls are fighting and dancing. Their soft postures circle around the steel pipes, up and down, every movement and every look is a hormone of people. Soaring, he turned the audience.

Could it be that he was leaning against the wall lazily, sipping wine without a sip, looking at the darkened piece in front of him.

He couldn't tell Fu Hanchuan what to do, and couldn't force the car to come and return it to the little dumb man.

Fu Hanchuan’s marriage certificate once again painted an invisible cage for Su Xiang. From his standpoint, he can’t do anything, he can’t do anything for her.

Could it be that the same hand was copied in the pocket, and it was gripped tightly.

Suddenly, his eyes narrowed slightly.

In the front, a girl wearing overalls held up her hands and shouted vigorously there, holding a wine bottle in her hand and squeezed into it desperately.

Could it be that the eyebrows were also frowned, and he looked again for confirmation, staring at the figure that was about to be submerged, and took out his mobile phone from his pocket.

There is a strange name in the phone book: A little local girl playing in the mud.

Could it be that he dialed the phone out, and when he looked up again, the figure was completely submerged in the crowd, and there was only a beep on the other end of the phone.

Could it be that he received the phone and walked in to the crowd in front of him.

Although he is the big boss here, he is basically in the private space on the top floor. He himself doesn't like to squeeze around with others.

Only at this time, he walked in with difficulty, sweating on his body, and he could only tore off the neck scarf and grabbed it in his hand.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for the figure to appear in his field of vision again, and he walked over by himself, stretched his long arm forward, and dragged the person out with his fingers hooked on the strap.

It was the first time Lan Li entered the clubhouse to play, and it was also the first time in his life that he saw a real person dancing pole dancing. He was so excited. When he was in the mood, he was dragged out.

"Eh, what's the matter?"

"Who are you?"

Lan Li was forced to walk backwards, and turned his head desperately to look at the man. Didn't you say that this is a very safe clubhouse? How come someone blatantly dragged him away?

There were only atmosphere lights in the clubhouse, and the beams were still shaking. In the dim light, she couldn't even see the faces of people, and she was yelling and screaming and was overwhelmed by the crowd of people who looked hilarious.

Could it be that Tong dragged Lan Li directly to the edge before stopping, curling his eyebrows and yelling, "Shut up!"

Lan Li squinted his eyes hard to recognize, only then could he see who the person in front of him was.

"why you?"

Could it be that she stared at her and said, "I still want to ask you, what are you doing here?"

At this moment, a tall man with black-rimmed glasses came over. He stood beside Lan Li and said with a smile: "I was still thinking about how I disappeared in a blink of an eye. I came here."

At this time, he seemed to see Mo Feitong, and then asked: "This is"

Lan Li gave a warning stare. Could it be the same: You are not allowed to talk about my relationship with you.

She turned her head and immediately put on a smiling face and said to the man: "Oh, he is a friend of mine. He happened to meet him here, so let's talk a few words together."

Could it be that she stood with her arms on the side, watching her introduce her.

Look at her nervous look, huh, is she looking at someone else?

Could it be that he became interested at the same time and looked at the man a few times.

Black-rimmed glasses, looks fair and gentle, with slightly longer hair and a standard white face.

He is quite tall, but thin and weak, he looks like a weak chicken at first glance.

Could it be the same to look at the man, and proactively stretch out his hand: "May it be the same."

The man glanced at the outstretched hand, and then stretched out his hand to hold it. Then, his face changed and his arm trembled invisibly.

He squeezed and smiled: "."

Lan Li didn't know the secret contest between men, and smiled and introduced the man's identity: "He is a partner in my studio and a very powerful pottery master."

Could it be that the same hand loosened, the man immediately retracted his hand and placed it behind his back, stretching out his crippled fingers.

The man sneered at Lan Li: "Your friend is very interesting."

Lan Li looked at him inexplicably, could it be the same, what was interesting about him.

Could it be that the corners of the lips smiled slightly, but the three of them did not speak any more, the atmosphere was a bit cold, contrary to the excitement elsewhere.

The man glanced at the same, his eyeball behind the lens moved slightly and said, "Everyone knows together, so let's play together?"

Lan Li glanced at May Feitong and warned him. Who knows that May Feitong didn't even look at her, and he directly agreed: "Okay."

Lan Li: "..."

The three of them walked back to the bar. The bartender saw the boss about to say hello. Could it be that he winked at him. The bartender nodded his head and delivered three cocktails as instructed.

Lan Li was uncomfortable when he stayed beside May Feitong, as if being watched by the chief executive.

She swept the end of her eyes to Mo Feitong from time to time, and her heart was broken: she finally came across the big light bulb when she came to the city.

Could it be that I didn't see Lan Li's groaning eyes, and looked at the performance over there with excitement.

He wanted to watch this kind of dance every day. He was tired of watching it a long time ago, but he became interested in the kind of dance he saw during the day.

The competition has not yet started, but in the face of media interviews, the dancers showed off a few hands.

At this moment, May Feitong's mind still has the unique dance of the Youth League, which is small and fresh, youthful and vigorous, but it also reveals a unique connotation.

The dance choreographed by Su Xiang has always been unique to her, and even people like May Fei who have never cared about variety shows are looking forward to it.

And here, Lan Li was already looking excited, and his body swayed with the music. Why didn't she realize that the vision she could see here was better than she could see in the crowd.

Looking over there, her neck was sore, and she was squeezed to step on her feet.

"Whose body do you think of those two women is better?"

Could it be the same: "Left."

Man: "I think yours is better."

Two voices sounded at the same time, Lan Li glanced at the man shyly, and lowered his head to drink. I don’t know if it’s because of alcohol or I’m shy. I just feel hot in my ears. Fortunately, it’s dark and I can’t see anything.

The two of them then continued to talk about what they had new inspiration for tonight and what works could be done when they go back. Lan Li used the paper towels on the bar counter as drawing paper, and immediately drew the characters. The man expressed his opinions, and the two looked quite in harmony.

Could it be that the same sneered, the question of feelings wasn't about him at all, his sense of existence was zero.

After drinking two sips of wine, he suddenly put the wine glass on the bar and said, "I'll go to the bathroom."

He winked at the bartender and then stood up and walked to one side. When he turned around, he glanced coldly at the man's back.

Coming out after a few minutes, I saw a mess at the bar.

The bartender caught the man on the spot and put the ingredients into Lanli's wine glass, and saw Mo Feitong approaching and said, "Boss, this person has a problem."

He placed a white pill on the bar counter, on the black marble countertop, the small pill was almost invisible.

Could it be that Tong was full of coldness, and walked forward two steps with a deep breath, condescendingly staring at the man: "Dare to do things under my nose, you are still the first."

"I have warned you, just didn't put me in the eye? Huh?"

His voice was dark and cold, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly, revealing a hint of bloodthirsty.

The man was shaking like a sieve at this time, and he who had never lost his hand did not dare to imagine what he was about to face.

Isn't this person just Lan Li's friend?

He was careless, thinking that he was just a suitor of Lanli and shook hands with him vigorously to demonstrate. Only now did he know that he had misunderstood the meaning of that person and thought it was just a contest.

He deliberately showed weakness, let the person relax his vigilance, and deliberately behaved close to Lan Li, letting him retreat. I thought he had gone wisely, so he dared to start. Where did he know that from beginning to end, he had made a mistake!

Lan Li, how did she know such a character?

The man dodges his gaze and dared not look at May Feitong, but when he asked for help, he looked at Xiang Lan Li and said: "This is all a misunderstanding, the medicine is yes."

In a desperate situation, he racked his brains to change the function of the medicine and get out of this crisis, but he encountered someone who was impatient.

Could it be that he pinched the pill and threw it directly into the man's mouth and said, "If you take it, you will know what it is?"

The medicine melted almost in the mouth, and it reacted quickly.

He bent his legs and twisted, his white face flushed with fire, wherever he saw any gentleman, there was only one gentleman scum.

Lan Li had been trembling with anger a long time ago. At this time, looking at the man's reaction, his pale face turned red, and he stepped forward and kicked the man in the crotch: "Bitch, go to hell!"

After kicking, she turned around and left, not even the manuscript she had designed, which was disgusting.

At the same time, the man's pig-killing cry was drowned in deafening music.

Lan Li walked out of the clubhouse, aimed at a tree in front of him, kicked hard, choked up, and walked fast on the road, only twisted and twisted, with a funny posture.

Could it be that she followed her together, looking at the woman in front, her long legs easily followed her.

Lan Li knew who it was without even looking, and said, "What are you doing with me, and come to see my joke?"

Could it be that the same hands were placed in the pockets of the windbreaker, without speaking, the sound of footsteps rattling softly on the quiet road.

"He is really a master of pottery. He has won many awards for his works. I admire him very much."

"Many celebrities collect his works"

"He came to my studio, saw my work, said it was very artistic, and wanted to cooperate with me"

Lan Li was talking boringly alone, and his shoulders collapsed.

No matter how much she said, she couldn't change the fact that the so-called master was a scumbag and she was blind.

Lan Li paused, covered his eyes and said, "You stay away from me, I want to be quiet."

Ashamed.

Could it be that the same said: "Look at the look you just saw, you originally wanted to marry him."

Lan Li's face flushed instantly again, and he clenched his fists in embarrassment.

Didn’t wait for her to say anything, looked up at the moon and said, “I remember the last time, it seems to be a person. I pestered me for two months, and the last time I was honest, yes, I was an honest man, Phoenix man, not yet When something happens, a bunch of best relatives come up. And the last time."

Lan Li's face had turned red into purple: "You have never finished!"

Could it be that he glanced at her at the same time, but incessantly, he said: "I said, your eyes are not a problem, it is a big problem."

Lan Li exasperated and said loudly: "Yes, I was shortsighted!"

Could it be that the same and Lan Li didn't call each other, and then they agreed that whoever found the one they liked first would immediately dissolve the marriage contract.

In the past few years, the two have not been in contact very much, but every time she finds a good target, she can meet this man.

It was as if she had been caught in an evil spirit, but she was so unlucky. She had never met a person to associate with. Every time she was in the ambiguous period, it ended directly.

Just because there were so many scumbags, she didn't collapse too much when she was almost drugged tonight.

She stepped forward angrily, not wanting to talk to the man anymore.

Could it be that the corners of her lower lip were pulled together, and she took a few steps forward and pulled her arm forward, saying: "Go, take you to a place."

In Kuanzhai Alley, Chengdu, you can put hundreds of sticks in a pot, the bottom of the pot is bubbling, peppers are undulating on the surface of the water, the soup is red, and the salivary glands secrete saliva directly.

The woman has meat skewers in one hand and beer in the other, her cheeks are red, her eyes are half-squinted and she is talking nonsense.

There are dozens of sticks on the table, and no fewer than ten wine bottles have fallen down.

"They all think I am soil" the woman pointed at May Feitong with a bamboo stick, "You too"

"I saw it, you call me a little girl"

"But I just like my world, you don't understand"

Could it be that they both pinched the beer can and looked at the drunk and confused woman in front of him.

Calling her a little local girl is not to look down on her and don't understand fashion, she is purely a muddy person, and feels worthy of her.

She spent a lot of time in the country, guarding the pile of mud and kilns all day, barely contacting the outside world.

In fact, people's eyes are to see people. Only by seeing too much can you get a real golden eye. She catches fire all day and practice fart, the more she sees, the worse.

But she seemed to mind, I wonder if she was hit by other people too much.

Seeing that she usually doesn't care about anything. When she becomes fragile, she rubs her forehead with her fingers and thinks about it, ah, it's pitiful, and a bit ridiculous, it's a lot of fun.

Could it be that he realized that he had built happiness on someone's pain, then he squeezed a smile and took a look elsewhere, and took a sip of his drink.

With a "boom", Lan Li was finally overwhelmed by alcohol and lay directly on the table.

Could it be that she looked at the drunk woman, scratched her hair, stood up and put the woman's arm on her shoulder skillfully, and held her back.

In the past three years, every time she "wandered" and broke up in love, the two would find a place to drink and drink, and then she was drunk, and he sent the person back.

In order to save money, Lan Li made a small cubicle in the studio in the urban area. If he came to the urban area, he would live in the studio.

Could it be that she took the key out of her pocket and opened the door, and the wind chimes at the door jingle jingle, and she felt horrified in the night.

As soon as he grasped the small shaking bell, Lan Li snorted, then turned around and hugged him like a koala, rubbed his cheek against him, and said vaguely: "Pole dancing is sexy."

The restless little hand squeezed him, could it be tight with the muscles, lowered his eyebrows and glanced at the woman, her eyebrows wrinkled, this woman is simply

The cubicle is just a single bed. It’s hard to turn around. Could it be that he threw the person directly on the bed, picked up the quilt and covered her pocket, he breathed a sigh of relief, and when the person was sent, Turn around and leave.

As soon as Lan Li touched the semi-soft but not hard bed, he shrank up while holding the quilt, and hummed: "Cold"

Could it be that she had the same figure, turned her head and glanced at the woman, and saw her head exposed, her body curled up into a ball, like a shrimp.

In this weather, the temperature at night is already quite cold. He found the air conditioner remote control outside the cubicle and raised the temperature.

Looking at the thin quilt on the woman's body, her eyebrows frowned again, and she took off her windbreaker.

Another bar.

Chen Chen sat in the private room, holding a glass of red wine in his hand and taking a sip on his lips, still frowning.

In the evening, I met the dumb man in that shopping mall, and there was also the same. At that time, she just quarreled without thinking about it. At this time, thinking about it again, she sneered sarcastically.

Could it be the same look, isn't it just looking at the dumb boy?

I used to have a deep affection for Lu Weiqi, and I went to watch wherever there was her tour, but now I look at that dumb again, which is really ironic.

Didn’t it just save his life?

Haha, it's interesting

She squeezed her finger to make her laugh in public, and she would definitely return.

Liang Yihui looked at Chen Chen's face vacillating, and pushed her a bit, "I saw you with a gloomy face when I came in. What do you think?"

When is this woman not crazy, and when has she been so quiet?

The liquor shook in the wine glass, Chen Chen drank the wine in one sip, and handed the empty wine glass to Liang Yihui. Liang Yihui glanced at her and poured her the wine bottle.

Chen Chen said, "I saw that dumb boy today."

Liang Yihui's hand paused, and the pouring red wine also stopped. He glanced at her, continued to pour the wine, and said, "I heard that she came back, but I didn't expect you to run into it first. What happened?"

Chen Chen recounted the things he had encountered Su Xiang before, and said: "She is amazing now, and there are a few little furry children guarding her. Does she feel like this, she thinks she is incredible?"

She rolled her eyes sullenly, could it be that she couldn't move with her, she hadn't paid attention to a dumb man.

Fu Hanchuan used to protect her, but didn't she get a slap in the face?

Liang Yihui was not as brainless as Chen Chen.

After Lu Weiqi was imprisoned, these so-called friends of them all separated, let alone those people.

Only he is still the guardian of her, and only her is a heart.

For Lu Weiqi, he learned to be silent. He is no longer impulsive, but waiting for an opportunity, he has learned to use his brain. He didn't have the impulse to retaliate, just watching how those people were making noise.

After Lu Weiqi was imprisoned, the woman made a lot of troubles, and finally broke up with Fu Hanchuan and left Beicheng. After that, there was no news.

That being the case, he saved his hands.

But the woman has a son here, and she is expected to come back again.

In the past few years, he only stared at Fu Hanchuan's movement. As long as there was movement over there, it was the woman who came back.

I'm back, so fast, but a little bit beyond his expectations

Liang Yihui narrowed his eyes slightly, and he said, "You said how many children are guarding her by her side? What's the background?"

"How would I know?" Chen Chensui gave him a glance, "but what's so strange about it. She didn't shoot any commercials before, and there were a group of dumb children around her. They were just ordinary people, you Are you scared?"

Liang Yihui rolled his eyes and didn't bother to talk to her again.

That dumb dared to return to the North City must have confidence, otherwise can he really support her with a few little kids?

He rubbed his chin, called his subordinates, and asked someone to look up Su Xiang's information.

Chen Chen glanced at him and said, "By the way, when will Vicky be back?"

She curled her lips and laughed, shaking her glass and said, "This year, she has taken care of a lot. Before she comes back, why should I give her a big gift?"

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