Chapter 301

Shen Bai's face turned red and his neck was thick. After this sentence, he was held by someone and went home, so Fu Yan can't see his shadow now.

The aftereffect of wine is too strong. Shen Bai, who is not afraid of death, asked for rectification. If they didn't drink well, I'm afraid they would be in the hospital now.

When Fu Qian went out, he almost fell to the ground. When the waiter saw this scene, he was so scared that he was shocked. If this man bumped, I'm afraid everyone would suffer. He went up to help him.

Fu Jin didn't feel the fragrance of a woman, so he didn't refuse. After all, now he really has some difficulty walking.

The waiter helped the man out of the bar and saw the man coming. He felt a little familiar, but he couldn't remember the identity of the man.

Chen Yibai's forehead is still tied with bandages. Sima Yue has just made fun of him. Anyway, he can't stay in the room any longer. It's better to come out and have a drink.

He swore that if he met Fu Jin next time, he would let him call him grandfather. He was so angry that he hurt his face.

However, some fate is so magical, look up to see Fu Jinzheng was helped out, it is God to help him.

Fu Jin also saw Chen Yibai, but he was a little confused. He didn't remember who he was. He only had a faint impression and didn't hesitate to attribute him to the bad guys.

"It's you?"

Fu Yan's voice was a little sarcastic. Although he didn't know who he was, he still wanted to show his momentum.

Chen Yibai is also stunned. This man is so confused that he can still remember who he is.

As soon as the waiter's eyes brightened, the man knew Fu Shao. He was really Amitabha. He put Fu Jin's arm on Chen Yibai's shoulder. Without waiting for the other person's reaction, he smeared oil on the soles of his feet and slipped away ~

"Hello, shit!"

Chen also white some dislike of push, Fu disaster directly sat on the ground.

"Fu Jin, Fu Jin, I didn't expect that you would fall into my hands. I can tell you that I've been unhappy with you for a long time. If it wasn't for your face in September, hum."

Chen Yibai snorted coldly and squatted down slowly. He thought that if he started hard, he would not forgive himself in September. His brows were wrinkled. How could he punish this man.

"Chen Yibai, are you tired of living?"

All of a sudden, Chen Yibai was startled. He jumped far away and looked at Fu Qian in horror. Didn't he know him like this?

But after a careful look, Fu Jin was still drunk. Was he just drunk? It turned out that this man wanted to kill himself when he was drunk.

Chen Yibai bit his teeth, took off his shoes and printed a shoe mark on Fu Yan's face. For fear of blaming him in September, he didn't beat Fu Yan's face flat, but there must be a red mark on his face the next day.

After all this, he was very proud. He was the only one in Los Angeles who dared to leave a shoe print on Fu Yan's face.

Fu Yan felt pain on his face. He realized that someone had hit him in the face. There was a flash of danger in his eyes. He got up and took out his gun and put it against the back of the man's head. His lips were cold and thin.

"You're dead tonight."

In a light sentence, Chen Yibai was startled by what he pointed to at the back of his head. Who the hell would drink with a gun? This Fu Jin is a pervert.

Well, now it's not that he asked Fu Jin to call him grandfather, but that he wants to call him grandfather.

"Grandfather, we have something to discuss..."

"You hit me in the face."

"I didn't mean to. I just skated..."

"You hit me in the face."

……

Fu Yan's enunciation is very clear now. Chen Yibai suspects that he will be shot through his head at any time by something standing on the back of his head. He doesn't dare to look back. Tearfully, he takes out his mobile phone and calls song Jiuyue.

Song September was startled and hurried to see the scene in front of him. His heart trembled.

"Fu Jin, put down the gun."

Fu Jin heard song September's voice, the gun slipped from his hand, "PATA" fell to the ground.

Chen Yibai immediately feels that he has been saved. He wants to hold song Jiuyue and cry, but Fu Yanyi pushes him away.

Seeing the footprints on Fu Jin's face, song Jiuyue takes a look at Chen Yibai and finds that the other side is also guilty.

"You deserve it!"

Chen Yibai's mouth turned. He just wanted revenge.

"Brother Yibai, he's drunk. I'll send him back."

Chen Yibai let out a "Er". Just now, he was really scared. He thought he was going to turn up his hair. Fortunately, although Fu Jin was drunk, he still listened to song September's words.

Song Jiuyue holds Fu Jin and finds that the other person's eyes have been looking at her. His eyebrows are frowning. He lifts the person to the co pilot's seat. He does not forget to pick up the gun, then close the door and drive.

Fu Yan sat quietly in his seat, did not speak, until the car stopped, just leaned over the side face of song September and gave a kiss.Song September blushed, opened the door and helped people down.

Fu Jin, who was just furious, was as quiet as a rabbit, but even a rabbit would eat people.

Aunt Qiu took the antidote, and after September song took it, she fed it to Fu Jin. I didn't expect that he would drink tonight.

After feeding the medicine, he helped the man upstairs, took off his clothes, and then brought water to wipe his body little by little.

Soon the room was full of wine. Song Jiuyue got up and opened the window. He was so angry with this man that he didn't call tonight. He didn't know what would happen to them.

Fu Jin is lying quietly on the bed. When she is drunk, she doesn't know whether she is anxious or not. When she sees the figure standing in front of the bed, she pulls people down.

"Fu Jin..."

Song September pushed it. It's hard to see why this man is so drunk and knows how to play hooligans.

"Song September, are you angry?"

Fu Jin frowned and asked, burying her head in her neck.

Song September held out his hand and patted him on the back, like comforting a child.

"No

Fu Yan was relieved. If he didn't, he stretched out his hand and pulled it into the other party's nightgown.

The corner of song September's mouth smoked, pushed the person beside, some stuffy turn around, back to him.

"You said you were not angry?"

Fu Yan hugged him again and held him tightly. He felt that his heart was beating hard. It seemed that there was something in his heart, and "bang" blossomed.

Song September is a little stuffy. Fu Jin is standing in such a high position. There must be a lot of red eyed people. If he meets his opponent tonight, I can't imagine what will happen.

At the thought of losing this person, I felt like a needle pricking pain.

"Don't be angry. I love you."

The voice of a stuffy man came like a magic spell.