Chapter 8

The woman's long black hair has been wet and attached to her white face. Tears hang on her pale face like bright pearls. Her eyes are painfully closed, and tears hang on her curled eyelashes.

Fragile, pure, damn pure and gorgeous, it can make any bloody man look at it and want to be strong and crush her!

Fu Yichen's eyes grew darker and darker, like a wave of swallowing everything. He slowly opened his mouth, "what are you crying about? Come out and sell. Now you're hypocritical. Don't you feel late?"

He spent so much money to photograph her, not to see her cry.

The cold and mocking voice was like Yan Jun from hell. It was clear that they were doing the closest thing, but there was no temperature.

Su Mi seemed to escape from death. She opened her eyes. Her eyes were washed with tears. They were bright, clear and clean. She shook her head again and again. "No, I sneaked in. Mr. Fu misunderstood! I don't sell them!"

She said eagerly. She wanted to explain clearly that she came in with the girl's number plate, but the tension of being imprisoned by him made her tremble with fear. Tears didn't stop. They shook down from her eyes and fell to Fu Yichen's lips.

He raised his lips and mocked with a smile and said, "I'm interested in you, woman. Don't play!"

If it weren't for the fact that she was the first girl who became interested in these years, he would have asked someone to throw her out, but if she was so unintelligent again

Hearing the meaning of his words, Su Mi suddenly changed her complexion. Her pale face was like a glow, and gradually rose crimson, charming and clear, like dew Begonia. Is he going to drive himself away? She managed to sneak in and see Fu Yichen. She didn't say her purpose yet. She didn't want to be driven out like this.

She tried to adjust her breath and looked at him. The fear in her eyes still existed, but it made him curious and firm.

Su Mi's heart beat disorderly, her face flushed and she shook her head again and again, "no, I don't play hard to get. I have a matter of human life. I want to discuss it with Mr. Fu. I......"

"Shut up!"

Fu Yichen's deep voice interrupted Su Mi's urgent explanation. He provoked a wisp of black hair on the side of her face with overly good-looking fingers. The demon's face was close and said in a slow voice: "do you think it's suitable to discuss things now? Human life is crucial? Indeed human life is crucial! I Fu Yichen held back an accident, and your family is not enough to be buried with me! Understand?"

He said closer to her, biting the word "hold" tightly. Su Mi's Crimson face was hot enough to fry eggs. She had never been so close to any man under normal circumstances.

Fu Yichen's breath had faded from the cold and hot male breath just now. It was full of the smell of hormones. He stroked her face and brought a burst of numbness.

She could not help shrinking her neck and said timidly, "but I... I really have something very important..."

Although Su Mi doesn't think it's a matter of human life for a man to hold back, it's obvious that Fu Yichen doesn't think so. She doesn't dare to mention those four words again.

But it's really life-threatening! Su Mi looked anxious, but Fu Yichen suddenly released her, picked her up horizontally and strode out.

"Shut up!" Fu Yichen scolded when he saw that Su Mi still wanted to speak.

The central air conditioner was on outside, and the air conditioner came from the pavement. When she met her wet clothes, Su Mi shivered and squeezed into Fu Yichen's hot chest.