Chapter 1997： .Tangtang can’t happen!

Fu Tingye, whose whole body was rolled over by a fireball, was now anxiously too lazy to argue with her. He thought the two had already said the last time

It is very clear that it is impossible for him and her.

"Aye, look at me, Aye, don't you love me anymore? Are you really not in love at all? We were in love before

I still remember the details, don’t you remember it at all? "She said while trying

Let Fu Tingye see herself clearly, see how she is now blurred, she is crazy for him.

Fu Tingye’s heart became hot, and she was about to push her away with a wave. Annie looked at the timing and held his arm. Fu Tingye didn’t care.

Steady, pressed her on the table.

At the same time, Fan Yingying enthusiastically pulled Tang Moran into the restaurant.

"Why come here? Isn't this restaurant's most famous restaurant for couples?" Tang Moran was almost dragged forward.

Yes, she felt so strange that two girls came here.

Fan Yingying gave her a white look: "Just say you have a nerve in your mind and can't think. You can experience it with me first.

So bring your uncle Fu here. "

"What nonsense." Although Tang Moran said so, Tang Moran couldn't help but look forward to the time when Ah Ye brought him here.

Looks like.

Just enter the restaurant and see another scene.

Fu Tingye pressed Annie on the dining table in a brightly lit place. Annie’s hair was messy, and Fu Tingye’s posture was ambiguous.

Such a gesture of affection in the restaurant like no one else.

Fan Yingying's eyes widened, her mouth widened, and she looked at Tang Moran on the side.

This kind of picture can imagine how much impact it has on pure Tang Moran.

She even had a blank mind, not knowing what she was doing here.

Where is Ah Ye? Didn't he say that he had made it clear with Annie? Is that how he made it clear? Press people on the table

Speak clearly?

My chest seemed to be blocked by a stone, so painful and uncomfortable, I couldn't breathe.

She don't stay here anymore, she will definitely feel heartache to death.

Turning his head, Tang Moran ran out.

She did not see either. Fu Tingye smashed the goblet on the verge of losing his mind and scratched it with a sharp glass.

Broke his own hand.

The red blood slowly flowed from the palm of the hand and dripped on the floor, forming a pattern drawn by red blood dots.

Annie was shocked and looked up, but ran into Fu Tingye's eyes as cold as poison.

"A Ye!"

She anxiously grabbed Fu Tingye's hand.

"Don't touch me, Annie."

Fu Tingye directly grasped the sharp fragment and held it tightly in his palm.

More blood poured out from between Fu Tingye's fingers, dyeing Fu Tingye's hand red.

Annie only felt that her heart was hurting along with it: "Why...why should it be like this..."

She couldn't help rolling out her tears, "You hate me so much, don't you?"

The severe pain from the palm of the hand touched Fu Tingye’s nerves, and she hung him desperately in a hot and floating wave

The last touch of sanity.

The breath that came out was hot and hot.

"Annie, I have never hated you, but between us, it's really impossible."

Annie's tears rolled down drop by drop.

"I never wanted to lie to you. From the very beginning when I knew you, I said, I am absolutely honest with you.

The person I like is Tang Moran. If you really use this despicable method to get it right, that’s what makes me really real

I hate you positively. "

Annie bit her lip tightly and kept shaking her head.

"sorry Sorry……"

After speaking, she turned her head and ran away.

Fu Tingye breathed a sigh of relief, and sat down in the chair with a long sigh of relief.

"Mr. Fu..."

There was a cautious voice from a woman above her head.

Fu Tingye raised his head and was shocked: "Why are you?"

Fan Yingying... how could she be here?

"Mr. Fu, are you okay with that?"

"It's okay, you...just stay away from me."

It seems that as long as a woman approaches, the medicinal properties in his body will work. It is like a mountain fire that cannot be controlled.

Fan Yingying frowned, "But Mr. Fu, Tangtang saw you and that Annie just now, cuddling... she

Ran out. "

"what?"

Fu Tingye's heart tightened, and subconsciously squeezed his fist, the fragments in the palm of his palm were embedded deeper, and the pain made his face pale.

Bai, but his mind was sober.

He stood up on the table and walked out with heavy steps.

"Tang Moran!"

Fu Tingye's somewhat anxious voice echoed in the night wind.

Fan Yingying also walked out of the restaurant at this time, worried: "Mr. Fu, there should be nothing wrong with Tangtang.

Love, don’t worry too much..."

Tang Moran was timid, even though he was sad, he would not dare to do anything stupid.

However, Fu Tingye's situation is more critical now.

What did he do with shards of glass?

And judging from the fact that Annie ran out crying just now, he probably didn't think that way about Annie.

Too strange.

What happened?

Fu Tingye was full of minds just wanting to find Tang Moran quickly, and had no time to answer Fan Yingying's words.

Mo'er saw that she had just been with Annie, and she didn't know what she would misunderstand.

It’s also to blame him for being too careless. He is outside and always doesn’t drink away from his hands. He only faces Annie slightly.

He relaxed some of his vigilance, but unexpectedly, he was really hit.

Moer...

Fu Tingye looked anxiously along the side of the road. After a while, he saw a man sitting on the side of the road, curling himself up into a small

Small group.

Fu Tingye's fast beating heart finally calmed down a little bit, and he walked heavily towards Tang Moran.

But thinking of something, stopped one meter away from her.

"Moer."

Tang Moran's shoulders trembled, and he raised his head slightly, his eyes were red, and he had obviously cried.

"How did you come??"

Shouldn't he be with his ex-girlfriend?

It was so ambiguous just now, isn't it the next step to go to the hotel?

Fu Tingye's body was about to explode, but she still endured it, trying to explain it concisely and concisely: "What you just saw

not true. "

"Can it be fake?"

"Anne gave me medicine, but I didn't touch her, really."

Tang Moran didn't know anything about this, blinking his eyes, puzzled: "Medicine? What medicine?"

Fu Tingye was stared at by her eyes like this, only to feel that the blood in her body was boiling and surging, an uncontrollable emotion, to

Swallow him.

He gritted his teeth and said angrily: "Aphrodisiac, what else can there be?"

"what?"

Tang Moran, who had only heard of this medicine on TV, was a little confused.

Fu Tingye opened his palm gently: "Look, I really didn't touch her."

Fu Tingye's warm palm was blurred by the flesh and blood cut by the glass.

Tang Moran was startled, his breathing tightened, and he hurriedly rushed over, holding Fu Tingye’s hand, tears in his eyes,

"Da" fell down: "Is it painful? "

Fu Tingye couldn't be touched at all, his body was hot, and she gently pushed Tang Moran away: "Mo'er, you stay away from me.

Point...I...I can't help..."

He doesn't love Annie, and he can still maintain the last touch of restraint in the face of Annie, but Mo'er can't, this is what he likes

girl……

He was almost tortured crazy.

"I'll take you to the hospital."

Fu Tingye frowned, panting: "No, do you want me to be ashamed?"

"That...that..."

Tang Moran's face flushed with anxiety.

"You go to the driver and ask him to drive the car back and take me home."

"it is good……"

Soon, the driver drove the car over.

Fu Tingye staggered and almost fell. Tang Moran gritted his teeth and quickly hugged his waist.

"Uncle Fu..."

When he was nervous, the **** name came up again.

Fu Tingye lowered his head and squinted at the little girl, pursing his lips and saying nothing.

Tang Moran helped him into the car.

He also sat in.

"You throw away the glass." Tang Moran held Fu Tingye's hand and cautiously went to the glass shards in Fu Tingye's palm.

The car bumped, and the sharp glass rubbed against Tang Moran’s fingertips, as if being bitten by an ant, Tang

Two drops of blood rolled out of Mo Ran's tender and white fingertips.

"Moer!"

Fu Tingye grabbed Tang Moran's hand, "Bleeding."

"It's okay, just rub it a bit and remove the glass..."

Fu Tingye gently held the **** fingertips into his mouth.

Tang Moran's breath tightened.

"do not……"