Chapter 21

But don't want to Fu Zhiyan and moved his eyes, suddenly turned around, "let's go."

"Where are you going?" Han Xiaoye asked.

Fu Zhiyan's steps stopped, a little surprised, "do you want to carry two Jin flour to the party?"

Second Olympic, she didn't say she was going to participate, OK?!

However, Fu Zhiyan is not the only one. She made a mistake of principle and did not dare to pluck the hair from the tiger's whiskers. man

……

Her clothes were smeared with tears and tears, and it was impossible for president Fu, who was obsessed with cleanliness, to continue to wear them. So I took her to the presidential suite in the B area of the hotel. After washing in the bathroom for half an hour, I put on my bathrobe and came out.

He wiped his wet hair casually. In his loose bathrobe, he felt his bloody figure looming.

Han Xiaoye covered his nose and resolutely resisted the temptation of men in front of him.

People who don't feel seduced at all notice the girl standing in the room, wiping her hair with her hand and tightening her thin lips.

"Come here."

Han Xiaoye was stunned.

Fu Zhiyan threw his handkerchief on her. He sat on the sofa like an old man and raised his long legs. "Help me to wipe my hair."

"..." shit!

She took it!

Take off the handkerchief from the top of the head, Han Xiaoye accepts the order to wipe his hair. man It not only gave him everything everyone wanted, but also the quality of his hair was fantastic.

wrist

"All right."

Fu Zhiyan opened his eyes. His midnight eyes looked like a bright river of stars. He wanted to drown people in the whirlpool. He did not move, looked at Han Xiaoye for a while, cold lips gently open, "who give you make-up, really ugly."

Who can bear it! flower

flower Mr. Fu, if you don't have common sense, you should watch more TV. It's nothing to say about me. If someone hears you, you will think that Mr. Fu is out of touch with the times. "

Han Xiaoye deliberately crossed his face and shook the jins of powder on his face. White powder Susu and down, with that just cried face, the effect is comparable to Zhenzi.

"Mr. Fu, if you look closer, do you think it's much more beautiful?"

Fu Zhiyan's iceberg face, which has remained unchanged for thousands of years, rarely has a new expression on his face. How to look at that expression and how to dislike it.

Han Xiaoye didn't care at all, and he put his face closer, whining with evil interest, "Mr. Fu, isn't he pretty? Look at the skin and the mouth

The "little mouth" across most of his face chirped, almost touching the man's face.

Tell him to drop the camera!

Tell him to pretend to be uncle!

man

She didn't notice at all. Because of her movements, the whole person was riding on Fu Zhiyan's thigh. flower

pretty It's still peach flavor. I don't believe you can smell it... "

Han Xiaoye is about to open his mouth. Ha ha.

Never thought that the person who was pressed by her suddenly said, "OK."

Good what?

She didn't turn her head around.

Suddenly, a whirl, she was back pressure on the sofa. man

"Well --"

Han Xiaoye's eyes were bigger than the bell. She felt the warmth of her mouth.

The strong cold fragrance is suffocating

Fu Zhiyan is kissing her!

Plop, plop, plop, plop, plop, plop, plop, plop, plop, plop, plop, plop, plop, plop, plop, plop, plop, plop, plop, plop, plop, plop, plop, plop, plop, plop, plop, plop.

Fu Zhiyan is kissing her!

Han Xiaoye blinked his eyes to make sure he was not an illusion.

man No, just lick her!

Plop, plop

The whole body of blood countercurrent, all rushed to the forehead. Han Xiaoye's face flushed with hindsight.

Before she had time to struggle, the man close to her lips had released her hand and straightened up. On weekdays, there seems to be a smile in the eyes of frost and ice, "it's really peach flavor."

"Hooligans!"

Han Xiaoye throws his paws.

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"I..." what is meant by lifting a stone to hit his feet, Han Xiaoye's face was red, "even if it is, I only say let you smell, not let you... Let you..."

"What do you want me to do?" Fu Zhiyan was forceful and serious, "haven't you taught it in your textbooks? Practice is the only standard for testing truth. Or, you haven't heard it in class. "

It's clearly that he plays a hooligan. She feels guilty because of Mao

Han Xiaoye shrunk his neck and said, "yes, but..."

"No, but."

Fu Zhiyan waved his hand.

"Go wash your face and change your clothes. We're late."

"... oh."

She didn't react until she went to the bathroom. fuck! man

……

It's a presidential suite in a top hotel, with everything on the washstand. Han Ono washes her face and changes her old hair into a witty ball. Put on Fu Zhiyan's evening dress and walk out of the bathroom.

Fu Zhiyan had already changed his clothes and was sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed to read a magazine. See her come out, put down the magazine at will.

"Let's go."

Han Xiaoye, who was waiting for his praise, rolled his eyes. Forget it, it's better to expect a pig to go up the tree than to expect an iceberg man to be enlightened.

Keflin's area B is a distance away from area A. Han Xiaoye came out to find that it was dark outside and the moon came out. The cool moonlight hanging in the sky, faintly visible stars, beautiful.

A cold wind came and she shivered and sneezed.

Walking in front of the man stopped, took off his coat, pocket lost in her arms, "put on."

Han Xiaoye warm heart, the suit draped in the bare shoulder, clothes wind, the body suddenly warm.

For the first time, she said to Fu Zhiyan from the bottom of her heart, "thank you."

Just then.

"Brother Zhiyan."

Plaintive, hundred turn thousand long.

Ji Shuya, dressed in a white evening dress, comes from the corner with noble elegance. The swaying and beautiful skirt drags across the marble floor, which is indescribable gorgeous and aestheticism.

She has delicate make-up and beautiful eyes. A pair of affectionate big eyes, looking at the cold and slender man for a moment. Half ring, as if forced himself, squeezed out a smile, "stop speech brother, you finally come."