To some extent, Huang Xing is also a normal person. In the face of Fu Jie who is so devoted to his country and city, it's impossible if he doesn't have the wrong idea. As the saying goes, there are no gentlemen in this world. If there are more hypocrites, there will be gentlemen. In the past, Liu Xiahui was just an illusory legend. In today's society, it's rare to see such high-ranking but reserved people as Huang Xing. Although Huang Xing has made some mistakes in secret, such as the unclear relationship with Li Rong... Generally speaking, he is relatively clean.
However, he can resist most of the temptation, but absolutely can not resist the charm of Fu Jie.
What a woman this is! Even if it is to scold oneself every day, beat oneself, insult oneself, oneself also absolutely not willing to hurt her a kind of sweat hair!
There is a kind of woman who is naturally attractive! No one is willing to see her as an enemy, and no one can resist the noble atmosphere she exudes. All the men who have seen her love her; All the women who have seen her are jealous of her.
Huang Xing uses dog blood as a headache and wants to stay overnight.
Fu Jie may be able to feel that this is Huang Xing's trick, so he began to deliberately use words to explore it: No, headache is not a minor illness, have to go to the hospital! It's not too late. Let's go now!
She stood up, a face anxious, reaching out to pull Huang Xing's arm.
How can Huang Xing submit? After all, he pretends to be ill. Stealing chicken is not the business of eating a handful of rice. He can't do it! So Huang Xing used up all his strength and sat on the sofa. His buttocks seemed to be tied with a thousand pounds of falling objects. He let Fu Jie pull him, and he did not waver. But at the same time, Huang Xing suddenly thought, is it slightly so mean to do so?
For love! For love! I can only be thick skinned!
I remember reading a book called houheixue. That's Huang Xing's memory when he was in high school. Especially when it comes to the pursuit of love, thick skin is the first factor. There are always so many unmatched lovers in this world, the strange ugliness of men and the strange beauty of women. There is no doubt that this ugly man must be proficient in the essence of houheixue. With a indomitable spirit, playing rogue and pestering in every way, he finally won the favor of beautiful women with a thicker face than the city wall. From this, it can be extended to other places, where common customs become a great cause and people have to be thick skinned. Who was not as cheeky as the city wall? Cao Cao, when dealing with his enemies, often greets each other with a smile, and then overcomes them one by one. Liu Bei was even worse. It should be noted that Tao Qian gave up Xuzhou to Liu Bei at that time, and Liu Bei led the herding of Xuzhou. Later, Lu Bu's defeated army came to take him in. But I don't want to. This is actually raising a tiger for trouble. When Liu Bei conquered Yuan Shu, Lu Bu seized Xuzhou! If Liu Bei were an ordinary man, he would not stand such insults. In a rage, he would march against Lu Bu and take back Xuzhou. But Liu Bei did not.
Liu Bei returns his good for his bad. To everyone's surprise, Liu Bei returns to Xuzhou with a smile on his face. He bows himself to Lv Bu's hands, and garrisons Xiao Pei to guard the gate of Xuzhou for him.
Of course, it was Liu Bei's perseverance that made him join hands with Cao Cao to defeat Lu Bu. Otherwise, if Liu Bei's face is not so thick, I'm afraid he would have been killed by Lu Bu, Cao Cao and Yuan Shu!
A man is a man who can bend and stretch!
Of course, thick skin is not without temper. Although Lu Bu occupied Xuzhou with his unjust actions, Liu Bei was convinced of him, but he finally killed Lu Bu with the help of Cao Cao and reported his hatred for taking over the city!
If Liu Bei is still like this, how can he get rid of vulgarity?
Think of these cheeky examples, Huang Xing also gradually settle down!
As the saying goes, you are not thick skinned. If you want to achieve great things, you must be thick skinned; If you want to have a beautiful woman, you have to be more generous! Generally speaking, if men are like modest gentlemen and have no evil thoughts, then I'm afraid that women in this world will be widowed!
Wu Zi ground debated a theory in the heart, Huang Xing stretched out his hand to drag his face, want to make it thicker. Otherwise, how can we gradually realize the wish of cohabitation with Fu Jie?
Of course, he did not have this idea simply to meet his own physiological requirements. What's more, he looks forward to achieving the right result with Fu Jie one day earlier. My parents, just like Fu Jie's parents, are anxious for their grandchildren? If the matter of marriage is not settled for a day, the parents of both sides will not be able to calm down for a while.
What's more, Fu Jie's parents have prejudice against themselves because they are drunk. If you don't have the cheek to deepen the love relationship with Fu Jie, you will have a long dream and fear that it will change.
Fu Jie see Huang Xing refused to get up, can't help but frown: don't get sick, don't go to see, will become a serious illness!
Huang Xing stressed: in the cold, a piece of cake!
Fu Jie bit her lip lightly and said, "I'll make your bed for you. How long can you get rid of your headache?"?
How could she have asked?
Huang Xing wry smile: this thing... The problem is... How can I know when it will be ready?
Fu Jieyi said: go to see a doctor!
Huang Xing is stunned! Just now, Fu Jie was worried about her headache. At this time, the expression on her face is not just anxious.
Is it true that Fu Jie sees his pretending illness?
Huang Xing hesitated and said: it should be... Probably... Soon... Now it's better than just now.
Fu jieleng snorted, but blurted out: are you a drunk, not in the bar?
Huang Xing was stunned, but he pretended to be confused: what... What wine? Can't drink, can't drink, just drank so good wine in Fu Zhenxin's house, all make headache, still drink?
Fu Jie suddenly frowned: it's really you! I have nothing to do with you! If Fu Zhenxin knows about it, she has to ask you. Such a precious wine for you to drink, you still have a headache!
Huang Xing smiles: maybe... It's not about wine.
Fu Jie pointed to Huang Xing's chest: that's what happened here!
Huang Xing touched his chest, thinking that Fu Jie really saw his pretending illness.
But it doesn't hurt. If you can see it, what can you do for me? That's the thick skin! Just want to hang on!
Fu Jie held her arm and prepared for a moment, then suddenly turned to Huang Xing and said: Alas, I'm not sleepy now.
Huang Xing was stunned and didn't know what he meant. He agreed casually: me too. Not very... Sleepy.
Fu Jie pointed to the wine cabinet: there are still two bottles of good wine at home. Would you like to have a drink with me?
"Still drinking?" Huang Xing's eyes widened. As the saying goes, women don't get drunk, men don't get a chance. Although Huang Xing can't get it, Fu Jie proposes to drink with him at this time. It's really incredible. What's more, at Fu Zhenxin's house just now, he had drunk a lot.
What medicine does she sell in gourd?
Fu Jie said lightly: it's red wine. Heart tired, accompany me to relax.
Huang Xing nodded: good, good! I'll get it!
He rose to his feet and walked to the cupboard, where all kinds of valuable red wine and Baijiu were placed.
Huang Xing is about to ask which bottle to open, but Fu Jie suddenly said: how, does the headache stop?
Huang Xing in the heart a surprised, bad, hit? Dare feeling this Fu Jie suddenly proposed to accompany her to drink, just to let himself take the initiative to show the flaw of pretending to have a headache?
Insidious, insidious!
"Good... Much... Much better..." Huang Xing mumbled and covered his forehead.
Fu Jie raised her hand: OK, don't pretend. You are also the grand general manager. What do you pretend to be in front of me? Still pretend headache, cheat ghost?
Huang Xing slightly embarrassed smile, but also prevaricate: No... no installation.
Fu Jie snorted: go ahead, hold on, don't waste time! Tonight, let's get down to business.
what? Huang Xing was surprised! Looking up at Fu Jie's expression, it was so warm and amiable!
What's the situation?
What is she going to talk to herself about?
Huang Xing felt his heart thumping straight jump, a bit excited, a bit worried. He really can't guess what Fu Jie wants to talk to himself about? Is it work or love?
Casually took a bottle of red wine, Huang Xing while looking for Qizi side to pay Jie said: this bottle, open this bottle?
Fu Jie took the lead to sit down: you really have eyes. This is the best bottle of wine in my wine cabinet!
"This..." Huang Xing scratched his head: mengde, mengde! You know, I don't know red wine.
Fu Jie, however, said unfathomably: you don't understand much.
what do you mean?
Just when Huang Xing didn't understand the meaning of Fu Jie's words, Fu Jie immediately added: you especially don't understand, women's heart!
This sentence a export, Huang Xing a burst of consternation!
He does not understand, Fu Jie this sentence, actually contains several layers of meaning.
Huang Xing doesn't know if he's going to talk, but he's still talking about red wine: how about another bottle? Keep this bottle of good wine for your guests.
Fu Jie stretched out a slender finger: drink it.
Huang Xing asked casually: how much is this wine worth?
Fu Jie said: priceless. OK, ask how much it is for what. I can't bear to drink it for a while.
Huang Xing asked tentatively: more than one hundred thousand?
Fujie didn't answer, but from the bottom of the tea table to take a delicate wine Qizi, put on the tea table.
Huang Xing didn't ask any more. He came over and opened the red wine with Qizi. A faint aroma rushed out, Huang Xing immediately felt that this wine must be valuable.
Take out two goblets, Huang Xing pour wine, said: first wake up sober up, see if there is... There is no food and wine and so on?
Fu Jie tilted her head: instant noodles, is it?
Huang Xing suddenly gaped!
Fu Jie pointed to the kitchen, said: there are onions in the kitchen, just mix an onion as a wine!
Huang Xing nodded: creative! OK, I'm going!
Into the kitchen, really peel a few onions, cut, sprinkle with salt, a simple dish was born.
But Huang Xing's eyes have been uncomfortable. When he peeled the onion, it was hot to his eyes. When he was frustrated, he wiped it with his hand. It was even hotter, and tears came out.
To the water on the tap to wash hard, that kind of hot feeling, still not retreat. Back on the sofa, Huang Xing was surprised to find that Fu Jie was picking up an onion and putting it beside his mouth, looking thoughtful.