Chapter 89

Huang Xing stares at Fu Zhenxin vindictively, laughing in her heart.

Fu Zhenxin picked up the hem of her coat and said with a smile, twist my clothes and give you a chance to revenge.

Huang Xing says, you pour true in, can I choose attack target by oneself?

At this time, the car has stopped steadily on the side of the road. Fu Zhenxin holds her arm and looks at Huang Xing pitifully, saying, where do you want to attack?

Huang Xing stares at Fu Zhenxin's buttocks evilly, reaches out a hand and twists it gently. He says with a smile, I want to twist my butt. It feels good and elastic.

Fu Zhenxin's face flushed, scolded: dirty, obscene, shameless.

Huang Xing asked: are you talking about me?

Fu Zhenxin said: I hate it! Not to mention you, is there anyone else in the car?

Huang Xing said with a smile, the old husband and wife, a joke is not good, but also be labeled shameless obscene, I am really wronged.

Fu Zhenxin said coldly, who is your old husband and wife?

Huang Xing said, that's the old man and young wife. I'm several years older than you!

Fu Zhenxin said, don't take advantage of me! Your wife is Zhao Xiaoran, I just... Just... Fu Zhenxin pondered for a long time, failed to find a suitable position for herself.

Little three? lover? third party? New love?

It seems that these appellations are not commendatory words.

Huang Xing sees that Fu Zhenxin is flushed by an adjective. He can't help but smile. He unkindly solves the problem for Fu Zhenxin: you are just a passing cloud in Huang Xing's life. As soon as the wind blows, you don't know where you are scattered.

Fu Zhenxin frowned tightly and asked her teacher: why, in your heart, I'm just a passer-by? Who do you think I am?

Huang Xing said with a smile: This is what I want to say for you. Isn't that what you want?

Fu Zhenxin scolds: hum, men have no good things, irresponsible! Coax the woman into bed, it's a thing of the past.

The yellow star just adds fuel to the fire: do you hate it so much? What, do you really want to marry me?

Fu Zhenxin widened her eyes: you are shameless! Who said he would marry you? Who do you think you are, Andy Lau or Guo Fucheng? You look like an atomic bomb test base. You're not a rich man, and you don't know how to be compassionate. The devil is willing to marry you!

Huang Xing had to admire Fu Zhenxin's unique vision. In order to describe her own appearance, she even moved out the atomic bomb test base as an adjective. He chuckles and thinks that Fu Zhenxin is naughty and cute. It's a good way to play with her.

Huang Xing grabs Fu Zhenxin's tender hand and says with a smile: what do you want to do? You want me to be responsible and you don't want to marry me. Isn't that self contradictory? Or, you give me a suggestion, what should I do to you?

Fu Zhenxin nibbled her lips, gave a sweet and shy smile, and drew a circle on Huang Xing's palm with her fingers: you, you should hold me in your palm, take care of me, love me, care about me, if I want to eat bananas, you can peel bananas for me, if I want to eat apples, you can wash apples and peel apples for me. Beat my back, wash my feet, cook and wash my clothes

How imaginative she is!

Huang Xing said with a smile: I'm willing to help.

Fu Zhenxin blinked her beautiful big eyes: do you know what kind of role this is?

Huang Xing blurted out: of course - --- ha ha, it's an angry husband, a wife fearing role.

Fu Zhenxin corrects the truth sternly: wrong! I'll tell you, this is actually a

She smiles mysteriously, looks at Huang Xing badly, and then says: it's actually a slave! I want you to be my slave and serve me every day. I want you to go east, but you can't go west. I want you to eat fish, but you can't eat shrimp.

Huang Xing couldn't help but sigh: it's really the most poisonous woman!

When they were in love with each other, they saw from a distance that a traffic policeman in luminous uniform was coming this way.

Huang Xing just trudged out of this ambiguous and warm atmosphere, and Chong Fu Zhenxin reminded him that this is not a parking place, and the traffic police are going to come and stick tickets!

Fu Zhenxin started the car and sped out.

She deliberately roared past the traffic police, showing a special pride on her face: hum, what can these traffic police bullies do besides deducting points and sticking tickets?

Huang Xingdao: Miss Fu Er, how did the traffic police offend you? You were shot while lying down. It's their duty to rectify traffic order. If there were no traffic police, how many traffic accidents would happen on the street in a day?

Fu Zhenxin said: that's right. However, the penalty points or not happy, is not happy, to scold!

Huang Xing was completely defeated by her. He held out a thumb to her and said: you cow!

The car went on.

According to the road Fu Zhenxin drives, Huang Xing feels as if she is about to drive out of the city.

Huang Xing can't help but ask: beauty, now you can say, where are you going? How do I feel that you are anxious to find a place where no one is and sell me!

Fu Zhenxin's face was filled with a special feeling of satisfaction: just sit in your car honestly, don't ask so many questions. I sell you? Ha ha, you think the beauty, you think you are a Tibetan mastiff, a good tens of thousands. I'll light you out and set a price of one yuan. Does anyone want it?

Huang Xing saw Fu Zhenxin demoted herself to be worthless, but he also pushed the boat forward and asked: is it OK to paste upside down?

Fu Zhenxin chuckles, shakes her beautiful head, and answers Huang Xing's question with a witty song: bring your savings and your cash to my home

It's about another 20 minutes and we're about to reach the West outer ring.

Huang Xingdong looks around and wants to deal with Zhenxin's extorting a confession by torture. This is where she is going. Fu Zhenxin suddenly says, "OK, I'm not teasing you. I'll tell you our destination.".

Huang Xing urged: speak quickly! I'm so worried. If you don't tell me, I'll treat you as a human dealer. It's a long way to the West. It costs a lot of fuel. This car consumes a lot of fuel. When you step on the accelerator, several roast ducks are gone.

Fu Zhenxin looks ahead, and her eyes are full of longing: I want to take you out to refuel.

Huang Xing suddenly a Leng: what, come on? Didn't you just add 300 yuan oil, and now it's gone?

Fu Zhenxin said with a smile: is there something wrong with your ears? I mean going for an outing. Suburban suburb, game tour.

Huang Xing returns the person's way: your brain has a problem, big night, even did not eat, ran to the suburbs for an outing, Kui you think of it! I said, Miss Fu Er, are you so bored?

Fu Zhenxin frowned: don't call me Miss Fu Er. Am I very second? You are a man who doesn't understand the customs!

Huang Xing didn't speak any more, but he always felt that Fu Zhenxin's performance today was somewhat strange. It's changing buses with Fu Jie, going on an outing, and it's still in the evening. Is there any ulterior "conspiracy"? But Huang Xing immediately thought of Fu Zhenxin's words, and he couldn't help jumping.

Is it true that she wants to find an open place with herself and have a free ride with herself?

Thinking in this way, Huang Xing feels that he is too dirty and always thinks in that way. That night when she was staying at Fu Jie's house, Fu Zhenxin came to her house. If she didn't deal with Jie's wishful thinking, there would be no laughing drama of Fu Zhenxin's disappearance, and it wouldn't make the pungent little angel more disgusted with herself. Her impression would be even worse in her heart.

But then again, perhaps, without that series of coincidences, there would not have been so many sad and happy stories between Fu Zhenxin and herself. If it wasn't for the continuous confrontation between hatred and gratitude in Fu Zhenxin's heart, it would be very difficult for Fu Zhenxin to be in love with her for a long time, or even agree with each other.

Huang Xingbai pulls down the sun visor on his head and looks at his own shape in the small mirror above, but he can't help frowning.

In the afternoon, he led Sun Bo and Huang Hua to clean up the room full of sundries. Dust and stains covered his whole body. He planned to go home after work for a quick bath and change his clothes, but Fu Zhenxin took them to the suburbs for no reason.

Fu Zhenxin seems to see Huang Xing's mind. She raises her head and says, "you've been working all afternoon. You're so dirty. There's a bath in front of you. Go in and take a bath first.". There's a surprise after that.

Huang Xing is surprised, ask a way: you also wash?

Fu Zhenxin said: the beauty of thinking! You are so evil. Where are you thinking all day?

Huang Xing will pay Zhenxin Army: I did not say with you a wash, is your own to evil place.

Fu Zhenxin's face flushed: you------

Huang Xing said with a bitter smile: it's time to take a bath, but if you don't change your clothes, don't you wash them in vain.

Fu Zhenxin said: don't you see that there is a clothing store next to the bath. Buy a suit first. In this way, in order to save time, you go to wash first. I'll buy it and send it to you.

Huang Xing said: in order to take a bath, will it cost so much?

Fu Zhenxin stressed: there are not too many clothes. It's not impossible to wear them this time. Obedient, obedient children, there will be good things.

Huang Xing asked with a smile: what's good?

Fu Zhenxin said: as I have said, there are surprises!

Huang Xing said with a bad smile: I'm afraid there's nothing that can surprise me except you.

Hooligan, I hate it! Fu Zhenxin blushes and scolds, freeing up a hand and scratching and punishing Huang Xing. Huang Xing repeatedly relies on Rao and says, "drive, drive your car well.".

Stop in front of the bath door, two people directly into the hall, to a bath room.

Huang Xing went to the No. 3 bathroom by himself, first sat on the bed and smoked a cigarette, then slowly took off his clothes, took a shower and put water into the bathtub. After the bathtub is full of water, Huang Xing climbs directly into it, lies down on his back, constantly exhales and inhales, and enjoys the pleasure of semi floating.

About ten minutes later, someone knocked on the door.

It must be Fu Zhenxin who bought the clothes and sent them here. This girl is really a living treasure!

Huang Xing crawled out of the bathtub and walked to the door with hot air like fog, cloud and wind. He asked: who? it's me! If it's Fu Zhenxin's voice. But at this moment, the yellow star is contradictory. In order to maintain a sense of mystery, Huang Xing still surrounds his body with a bath towel and carefully opens a crack in the door. From the door into a burst of fragrance, Fu Zhenxin carrying a clothing bag, pushed the door, dusty to drill in. In fact, Huang Xing originally thought that Fu Zhenxin would pass the clothes in through the door, but unexpectedly, she walked into the bathroom without saying a word. Huang Xing thought, could it be that the little girl Fu Zhenxin had a premeditated plan to take a mandarin duck bath with herself?!!