Chapter 312

For a moment, Fu Zilan didn't know what Ji xiaorou was angry about. Was he angry that he misunderstood her and Qian Zijiang, or was he angry that he was capricious? But if it was Qian Zijiang, why didn't she explain?

If she was angry with him, why didn't she vent her anger and ask questions?

But Ji xiaorou, also similarly does not know in front of the man in the end is playing any trick, also wants to prepare how to do.

If he really thinks that she and Qian Zijiang already have something, why come to her? A man like him, standing at the top of the pyramid, can call the wind and rain at any time. Any kind of woman will come to the door obediently. Why do you want Ji xiaorou to be a loser?

Ji xiaorou doesn't say a word. She seems to have made up her mind to fight against Fu Zilan and force him to leave here.

However, this completely angered Fu Zilan and made him want to smash her cold mask of estrangement.

Once again, publishment wreaked havoc on her lips like a storm, without the slightest omen. It was more violent than the previous kiss, with his fury.

Ji xiaorou felt dizzy. Her whole body began to be paralyzed, almost unable to stand on her feet, and her mind began to be chaotic again.

However, she still has the last trace of reason, she began to struggle, resist, and constantly hit his body with her hands. However, she resisted fiercely, but the more men clamped her down, the more pressing it was. The palm of the hand controlled her like a thousand troops, so that she could only bear passively, but could not escape from his field.

It seems that in this battle between men and women, there is only one winner, and he will always be the winner.

His lips were as hot as a flaming flame, which ignited her from her mouth to her whole body. With his strong masculine flavor, she was almost intoxicated.

It seemed that he had never kissed her so fiercely. She was shocked beyond measure. She was angry, but at the same time, she was trembling and crazy.

If it was a punishment, she seemed irresistible.

Fu Zilan obviously refused to give her more time to think, because his jealousy and anger had drowned everything at this time. He didn't want to think about other things and other people in her mind. At this moment, he wants her Ji xiaorou's mind to be alone with him.

Ji xiaorou knows that she is being violated by him, but her anger is decreasing little by little. She wanted to get her anger back, but there seemed to be nothing she could do.

Although his way is wild and rude, because he is jealous of her and Qian Zijiang, it makes her feel happy and excited. Because, this at least represents that she has a position in Fu Zilan's heart.

Ji xiaorou constantly confronts her reason in her mind, hoping that she can resist him and refuse him, but it's too late!

"Fu Zilan, you don't want to..." Before she finished, she was blocked by the man in front of her, blocking her anger back to her mouth.

Ji xiaorou's eyes are full of fire. I wish I could kill him with my eyes. It's better to cut him to pieces!

Yes, if eyes can kill people, now Ji xiaorou will kill this crazy man without hesitation.

However, it will not let go easily.

Will it make him feel better to destroy all her estrangement and indifference?

At this time, Du Mo Yan has no usual calm, seems to have become a beast with only desire, want to enjoy the woman in front of him as the most delicious food.

When Ji xiaorou wakes up again, it's already the beginning of the night.

At this time, Fu Zilan has been dressed up and standing at the window in front of her. The Italian custom-made handmade suit makes his originally handsome figure look more slender and perfect. A pair of dark eyes are looking at Ji xiaorou.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she ran into his bottomless eyes, like falling into a pool of water. The man set off the moonlight outside the window, just like the handsome face of the hero in the painting, which made her almost absent-minded.

"Ji xiaorou, am I pretty?" A man's voice is like a still water flowing deep, quiet and gentle, less grumpy. However, the smell of male hormones and refreshing men's perfume sprayed on her neck and ears, which made her shrink.

She turned her head at once, with anger and coldness on her face.

"Fu Zilan, you've got what you want. You can go." Her voice is as cold as the ice of Antarctic glaciers, without any emotion.

The man frowned displeasantly, and his heart was covered with frost. Does this woman, at this point, still have to resist him?

"Do you think that's what I want?" He forcefully straightened her face and looked at him with sullen tone.

Ji xiaorou sneered very shallowly. Her tone was disdainful and her eyebrows stood up. "Otherwise? What else can I think? Mr. Fu

He has never expressed anything, only tyranny and coercion, never ignoring her feelings. Shouldn't he just leave now, so as not to have too many dreams?"Ji xiaorou, you Damn it He gazed at her with tired eyes, but he couldn't get angry, and he didn't know how to reply her.

Between them, it's a mess!

"Have you scolded enough? If you have enough abuse, please go. This is my house. "

And she didn't welcome him.

Her head turned to one side again, deliberately not to look at him, and her face seemed to have a look of disgust.