Chapter 813： break the love

Fu Shimo and Yan Zhixu walked out of the airport and walked towards a black red flag in the parking lot.

The lines of the body are smooth and sharp, and a red national flag is arrogantly inserted on the body, which is majestic and cannot be underestimated.

He put the suitcase in the trunk, sat on the side of the driver's seat and carefully fastened the seat belt for her.

The man's appearance when he is serious and focused exudes an irresistible charm, and there is a deep darkness in the eyes of Danfeng under the lens.

Fu Shimo fastened his seat belt, his bones were distinct, his slender knuckles held the steering wheel, stepped on the accelerator, and backed out of the garage with ease.

The black red flag car drove out with a swoosh, and disappeared from the field of vision like an arrow from the string.

Yan Zhixu rubbed his forehead. It was rare that he did not film. He lived a leisurely and relaxed life. He closed his eyes and rested with steady breathing.

It was the time when the students were dismissed from school on Friday, and the road was a bit congested. It took nearly 20 minutes to arrive at Shengshi Hao Ting.

"Hey—"

With a sharp sound of tires rubbing against the ground, the black red flag car stopped firmly at the entrance of the mansion.

"Ash, here we are."

"I know."

Yan Zhixu opened his tightly closed eyes, yawned lazily, and pushed the door to get out of the car.

Fu Shimo unfastened his seat belt and went down to remove the suitcase, his index finger nudged his eyes, "Little boy, if you're tired, take a good rest at home."

She straddled her long legs on the suitcase and took off the one-piece gray sweater hat.

Yan Zhixu raised his eyes and looked at him, noticing Wu Qing who had not retreated from the corner of his eyes, "Tsk, Dean Fu, I think you should tell yourself this."

Knowing that she has a sharp mouth and a tofu heart, Fu Shimo did not argue with her on this topic.

He took three or two steps with long legs and walked in front of her, raised his hand and landed on her head, gently brushing the loose black hair.

"What you taught is."

Fu Shimo's Adam's apple vibrated, and the voice he spit out was low, magnetic and mature, and seemed very stable.

"Of course."

Yan Zhixu was not humble, his eyebrows were full of confidence, and those eyes were full of brilliance and dazzling.

The clothes of the two are simple and comfortable. One is standing and the other is sitting on the suitcase. The man looks down with deep eyes, and the woman looks up with ripples in her eyes. The picture is beautiful and romantic.

Footsteps sounded in the distance.

Suddenly, a violent rebuke mixed with anger broke the warm picture.

"Fuck, what the **** are you doing? You don't want to live anymore, do you? Hurry up and let me go, and don't move your salty pig's trotters away from the laborers. Believe it or not, I'll chop it off and make soup for you?"

Yan Jinxiu carried a black schoolbag with one hand, a loose blue school uniform jacket in his hand, and the broken hair on his forehead was messy and wet, as if he had just played basketball with someone.

Looking at the picture in front of him, he left home angrily and rationally for a while.

He stepped forward and grabbed Yan Zhixu's wrist and pulled the man to his side.

! ! !

Seeing the face of the other party clearly, the anger in the bottom of his heart is burning more and more vigorously.

He cursed in a low voice, "Fuck."

Fu Shimo nodded slightly, rubbed the index finger and thumb of his right hand, feeling the thin calluses on his fingertips, and opened his mouth neither humble nor arrogant.

"Hello, Fu Shimo."

Yan Jinxiu ignored this sentence automatically, his eyes were fierce like a wolf cub on the grassland, and he could not wait to pounce on the other party's blood vessels.

paralysis!

Damn, dog man, who allowed him to rub his sister's hair with those hands?

The two faced off, the atmosphere condensed, and a lazy voice broke the situation.