Chapter 20

"Is it also stated in these agreements?" She pointed incredulously to the table and chair on the other side.

"I think so."

Fu Xiaoqian stood at the table for half a quarter of an hour, as if she had made a big decision. Instead of stopping for a moment, she turned and walked quickly towards the heavy wooden door.

"What for?" Behind a low voice, stopped her eager steps.

"I..." She wondered if she would tell him her intentions.

But listening to the voice behind her, she sounded first, and solved the tug of war in her heart.

"Go to find Haoyu?" Liao Zhenbo picks his eyebrows lightly. After getting a positive answer from Fu Xiaoqian's eyes, he says again, "no one dares to show you that document except me."

"Then..."

"I can show it to you, but it depends on my mood." He seems to be able to read her mind every second and give her his own answer first.

At the moment, Fu Xiaoqian has the impulse to go wild. The document with legal effect is like a pair of invisible hands binding her feet, and she can't move on her own.

She hated this feeling, but she just did it.

"Why are you always so impulsive?" She repeatedly asked herself in the bottom of her heart, but it aroused her distress. She picked up a piece of paper, grabbed a pencil, and wrote something on it.

A pair of squinting stars tightly lock the top of someone's head, until the person slightly moved, this just like escape, quickly draw back the line of sight. It's the first time to update

but it's found that there are a few big words overlapping each other on the paper, and "smelly man, villain and hooligan" almost present Fu Xiaoqian's limited swearing words on the white paper.

She couldn't help laughing. The pencil on the paper broke with a "pop" without her own effort. She realized that most of her anger had dissipated.

Grab the paper, rub it into a ball, throw it into the side of the basket, before someone is found, quickly destroy the body. Otherwise, with someone's cautious character, I guess I'll have to use some bad tactics to deal with her.

Finishing her mood, Fu Xiaoqian finds herself bored. She stares at the blank paper in front of her eyes and doesn't know what to thank for passing the time.

Suddenly, the surprise that Zhuo ran asked for from her last night flashed in my mind.

She took out a piece of white paper from one side and picked up the pencil again. The first time to update the cap gently against the lower lip, the thoughts into the memories of someone.

Recently, she seems to think less of him, those familiar rotten in the heart of the facial lines have become shallow and fuzzy.

In the past, their favorite thing to do was to sit quietly. He was dealing with the things at hand, while she was sitting on one side, erecting a flower rack and describing her admiration and love for him on the paper.

He said that these were the best gifts she had given him. He would collect them all and wait until the old day to take them out for appreciation, appreciation and aftertaste.

But at the moment, she even became unfamiliar with what she used to love to do.

Is it true that distance does not produce beauty, but estrangement and indifference?

No, it won't.

She worked hard to follow the familiar traces of the past paintings, searching for the marks once engraved in the heart.

"What are you doing?" Fu Xiaoqian suddenly thought of a frightening voice above her head, which made her tremble. As soon as she loosened her hand, the pencil slipped out of her control and rolled down to her feet.

She raised her head and joined his eyes. Maybe indifference had been accumulated on his face all the year round, which had already eroded the bone marrow. The evil coldness from the inside out still made her cringe.

Timidly opened a mouth, but the eyes did not reveal a trace of regret, "I have nothing to do. The first time to update "

" so, you can use it for personal affairs? " Each word with a cold air, as if carrying a dampness evil from hell, brushed the skin, penetrated the pores, and soaked into Fu Xiaoqian's body, raising a chill from the bottom of her heart.

"I just want to consolidate my writing skills." Her argument seemed so pale and powerless.

"How to write? Are you sure you're not consolidating someone's impression in your mind? " His tall figure approached step by step, completely enveloping her in the cold darkness.

He grabs the paper on the table. His eyes, which are full of ice, immediately condense on her slightly stiff face. His slender fingers lift the paper and bend the knuckles. They tear the thin paper into two pieces, then four or eight pieces, until it turns into countless pieces.

With the stroke of his long arm, the graceful arc turned into snowflakes all over their heads, hitting them on their heads, faces, shoulders and hearts.

A pain in the bottom of my heart, tears can not be contained to confuse her eyes, "bastard, that..." But I thought about it for a long time before I drew it.

Liao Zhenbo's narrow Danfeng eyes stare at Fu Xiaoqian. The crystal on her face hurts his eyes and arouses his desire to punish.With the help of his long arm, he grabbed her slender waist and pulled her tightly into his arms. His strong arms were tightly tightened, as if he wanted to set her in his own body.

Under the shackles of his strong force, her thin waist hurt as if all the organs in her body were shifting in an instant. She raised her arms and put them in front of his chest, pushing hard.

But his strong breath came, and the evil face was pressing down, which made her unavoidable. Her lips were cold.

The soft touch under his lips and the baby like sweetness around his nose make something locked in his heart pop and break suddenly. It's just a moment. It's no longer a shallow peck that can satisfy him.

It's like a long dried up fish has found a long-awaited spring, and every cell in his body is clamoring to grab more.

He raised his arm, fixed the back of her head, let her closer to himself, there is no gap, perfect to every arc is like for each other.

The deep eyes, the bright and dark flames, suddenly started a prairie fire, which was out of control. He gnawed at her red lips with a strong sense of punishment. He was overbearing and cruel. He forced her to open her lips, the tip of his tongue against her teeth, went into her mouth, sucked her tongue to avoid, wantonly asked, she slightly ate pain, but the entanglement between lips and teeth was more and more intense, she wanted to push, but how also can't push him.

She stares at the eyes of double water vapor hazy son, hold red face, breathing also becomes difficult to rise.