Chapter 289： The wealthy wife's Shura Field (10)

After Fu Yue lived in Su's house for almost a week, people from Qi Shuai's Mansion came and said that Mrs. Qi asked her to go back to live.

Fu Yue thought about it carefully.

This old lady Qi is kind and has a good personality for Su Chiyue. She did not refute her face and moved back to Qi's residence.

Watching a drama outside, it was almost night when Fu Yue returned to Qi Mansion.

Seeing a few cars parked at the gate, Fu Yue just glanced at it casually, without paying attention, stepping on the small leather shoes under his feet and slowly walking in.

After going upstairs.

Fu Yue raised his hand, held it on the door handle of the bedroom, opened the door, and stepped in.

She was just about to turn on the light, feeling the danger, turned around abruptly, and then pinched her chin with a distinct hand.

The opponent's strength was so great that Fu Yue felt that his jaw was crushed by him.

He lifted his leg and kicked between the opponent's legs, but the ankle was held by the man's hand, and the opponent tried hard, and Fu Yue was directly knocked to the ground by him.

"..."

TMD, Liang Zi is big!

The other party raised his hand and turned on the light.

The dazzling white light instantly lit up, and Fu Yue subconsciously turned her eyes.

After that, the stunning face of the young man came into view.

The other party's black jade-like eyes looked over indifferently, it was as cold as looking at a dead thing, and his thin red lips moved.

"Su Chiyue?"

Fu Yue whistled in her heart.

Beauty in military uniform.

The beauty of her sweet little girl is still the same.

Fu Yue blinked: "It's me."

Qi Jin released the hand holding her chin, raised his fingers, took off the military cap on his head, and the fingers wearing snow white gloves. They were slender and clean. Then he slowly stood up, "You Live in this bedroom?"

An emotional voice sounded in the huge room.

Fu Yue also stood up, she stretched out her hand and rubbed the sore chin, and replied coldly: "Otherwise."

Every time she met Xiao Tiantian, she wanted to be strangled to death.

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Qi Jin glanced at her and said concisely: "Move out."

The woman's long and narrow phoenix eyes lifted up, and she looked back indifferently, her red lips closed and she uttered two words.

"No."

Qi Jin: "..."

The beauty in military uniform stared at him coldly. His eyes were beautiful in shape, with drooping eyelashes, black and white, and clear, like the most beautiful colored glaze in the world, and extremely cold.

Fu Yue was stared at for two seconds.

Then he lifted his snow-white palm in compromise, "Well, I can't move it..."

Even if you have made up your mind, you must treat your own sweets in this life, but Fu Yue still wants to kill him occasionally!

How dare to spread this kind of scandal with that Mu?

Drive her away as soon as you come back!

TMD, this dead king Heng!

After simply packing up some of his clothes, Fu Yue moved to the bedroom next door, seemingly well-behaved.

Then, he took a bath very quickly, and when his hair was half dry, wearing a beautiful black pajamas, Fu Yue slipped to the bedroom door again, and then peeked inside.

Hearing the sound of water, Qi Jin seemed to be taking a bath.

Fu Yue blinked, then lay down on the bed, posing in an amorous posture, and curling his half-dry hair back, revealing that beautiful and delicate face.

Furong noodles, distant mountain eyebrows.

The tail of the eye was picked up, filled with ink, like a meticulous drawing, beautiful like a fairy fell into the world.

Qi Jin came out after taking a shower.

Seeing Fu Yue lying on the bed, the young and handsome officer was taken aback for a moment: "..."