Chapter 215 This Damn Beauty 32
Chapter 215 This Damn Beauty 32
Chapter 215 This Damn Beauty 32
He didn't wear glasses, and all the desire and strength that had been hidden under the glasses in the past were fully exposed.
A huge vortex formed, making it impossible for people to escape.
Shi Huan couldn't say it was an accident, ever since he entered this room with her in his arms, she had vaguely expected that such a day would come.
It's like boiling a frog in warm water, but his movements are not gentle at all.
As brutal as ever.
When she was sinking, the man pressed her earlobe and said in a hoarse voice:
"I only care about you."
……
The trial of Zhou Qichen and Zhou Qiyun came to an end, and they will have to spend the rest of their lives in a small dark room.
They kept asking to see Shi Huan, but Shi Huan ignored him, always remember to stay away from scumbags!
Fu Xiu didn't ask much about it, as if he didn't care at all.
Shi Huan thought so, but it was not the case.
On the day Zhou Qichen was imprisoned, Fu Xiu went to see him.
The two men face each other, one is gloomy and deep, the other is clear and gentle, both of them have a strong aura.
Zhou Qichen waited for a while, making sure no one would come in, and then sneered:
"I have already entered here, but you still dare not let her come to see me, what are you afraid of?"
He has known Sheng Huan for more than ten years, and he knows very well that that girl is a typical knife-mouthed and tofu-hearted, and she can't be so heartless that he won't come to see him even in prison.
It must be because of Fu Xiu.
The cold and indifferent man, because of the music played every night recently, has spring in his dull eyes, and his tone is still calm and calm:
"What can I be afraid of?"
There is a kind of inferiority in men's bones, especially when a woman who once liked him has become someone else's, this inferiority is undoubtedly obvious.
Zhou Qichen suddenly laughed viciously, and challenged Fu Xiu;
"Sheng Huan has liked me for so many years, and has been chasing me in the past. Aren't you afraid that she will end up loving me, so you dare not let us meet?"
Fu Xiu pursed his thin lips slightly, his eyes under the glasses were expressionless.
He thought that Zhou Qichen would not give up after shouting for so long, so he must have some other cards, so he came here today.
However, it did not.
Zhou Qichen is a pure idiot talking about dreams, with a wicked heart.
He straightened his clothes, stood up, his slender figure was loose and tall, and his voice was clear and deep:
"You also said it was the past, which means you have turned the page. Her present and future are mine and have nothing to do with you."
Saying that, she turned her face away slightly, met Zhou Qichen's cold gaze, and returned her disdain:
"I have nothing to dare, but, my woman, I have no reason to show you."
It's night, everything is silent.
In the villa, the dim light came in, and the undulating figure on the bed could be vaguely seen.
The girl's broken voice was mellow and provocative, and she couldn't stop listening to it.
In fact, Shi Huan just wanted to cry.
Unfortunately, she couldn't even cry, her voice was intermittent, and she was bullied too badly.
"Fu Xiu, are you... behind my back... taking drugs?"
The man paused slightly, and lightly bit her earlobe, his hoarse voice was full of vigor:
"You mean I haven't done enough? Oh, it seems that I have to work harder."
Shi Huan: ... Gouzi, you deliberately misinterpreted her meaning.
dying.
The slag Xiu turned into a beast Xiu.
Fu Xiu's eyes were deep. During the day, he was not indifferent to Zhou Qichen's words.
It's not jealousy, it's the past that he didn't participate in, so it can't be called jealousy.
It's just that he suddenly wants to possess her, wants to be her everything.
This unprecedented possessiveness made him lose control.
It also made him realize very clearly how much he loves her.
I don't have time to participate in your past, but I want all of your future!
I almost forgot again, a kid asked me to sing, um, I haven’t seen the title of the song, so I won’t sing it.
To popularize science for everyone, my music cognition probably stayed in Teresa Teng's era.
I only care about you, the most romantic thing... Of course, there are some more trendy ones, like the songs in Xianjian 1, and I am familiar with them.
I like to listen to old songs, although I'm young...
(End of this chapter)
pappabearbooks