Chapter 392

Song Jiuyue was shocked by what he thought.

"Do you think Shen Bai might like summer ice?"

Fu Jin stopped holding her hand on her back. He didn't think about it. Since he was an adult, Shen Bai was a playboy and always a friend to Xia Bing. It should be impossible.

"Song September, can your brain hole be bigger?"

Song September heard Fu Jin say so, the corner of his mouth turned, women's intuition.

"What I'm most afraid of is that Shen Bai's Playboy image is just pretending. In fact, he is a very affectionate man. Fu Yan, if Shen Bai really likes Xia Bing, will he deal with me because of Xia Bing?"

Fu Yan's eyes are deep. She wants to tell this person that she thinks too much. Shen Bai can't like Xia Bing. They have known each other for so many years, and they have never found any signs. They can't hide so well.

But song September's question still needs to be answered. He can only pat her on the head.

"No, I know Shen Bai. Maybe he will hide something, but he will never do anything wrong to me or hurt you, because he knows how much I care about you."

Caught off guard by the confession, song September's face a little blush, a head into Fu Yan's arms.

"It's disgusting. You're dead."

Fu Yan's body was stiff, and she wanted to throw out the delicate and artificial woman.

"Fu Jin, I will stay with you all my life."

Song September suddenly lowered his voice and said so. The breath sprayed on Fu Yan's neck, warm and ambiguous.

Fu Jin wants to push away the other side's hand, and he feels soft.

"Song September, have you got something in your head?"

Song Jiuyue shakes her head. It's not that she's brain tonic, but that this man really cares about her.

"Song September, you are a little strange today."

Fu Jin saw that the man didn't speak. He was afraid that she would think of something again and move him to cry, so he patted his hand on the other side's back.

After shooting for a few minutes, I pulled the person out and saw that her eyes were really red. I don't know why. Some of them wanted to laugh. They stretched out their fingertips and pinched them on her face. They felt very soft, like a bun.

"What's wrong with me?"

Song September's voice is stuffy. Except for catching a cold, is she as good as usual? Why does this person call her strange.

Fu held her face with both hands and measured her eyes.

"It's ugly."

As soon as this sentence came out, song September's emotion dissipated. He wanted to strangle the man, but if he was strangled, who would spoil him.

Only forward, in his lip bit, finished wipe mouth, found that a bite is not enough, and in the other side's neck bit.

"You have a cold. I don't want to upset you tonight."

Fu Jin said so, picked her up, went upstairs and put her on the bed.

"Rest early. If you do that to me again, we can do something else to make you sweat."

Song September's heart trembles, immediately pulled the quilt to cover himself.

Fu Jin's eyes flashed a smile, turned to the study to deal with the documents, in fact, his face is also a little hot, every time as long as song September's anger, he can't help but feel numb.

This woman really came to conquer him.

……

Sheng Jue's brows wrinkled. He was not a man of high spirits, but this woman's suggestion was worth considering. He always wanted to do something to severely attack the rich family like Fu Yan.

Fu Yan has power and power, which he despises most. So even if he takes away his power, he won't frown. But if he takes away the woman he loves, he will go crazy.

Thinking about this, Sheng Jue had a little pleasure in her heart. She grabbed Sheng Lanshan's hair and saw the red fingerprints on her face. The abnormal pleasure was even stronger.

"I really didn't expect that women's tricks against women would be so terrible. Sheng Lanshan, even if she died, she had to pull a cushion. Now you've made me look at you with new eyes."

Sheng Lanshan's mouth drew, and she bowed her head and stopped talking. Although her hair was still being grasped by the other party, her scalp seemed to be pulled down, but she could not feel the pain. As long as she could pull song Jiuyue into the swamp, it was worth her death.