Chapter 4: A Man's Sore
She ran to the side of the bed and reached out to probe his nose, but he suddenly opened his mouth and bit her finger.
"You're a dog, let go. ”
She twitched her fingers, but he didn't let go.
"Do you believe I'm going to beat you up again?" she raised her left hand and clenched her fist, "I can do what I say, I just stunned you last night, and I beat you alive today." ”
Fu Junbei was indifferent, those dark and deep eyes stared at her, and the darkness under his eyes did not have a trace of light.
It makes people's hearts flutter when they see it.
Su Qian swallowed his saliva subconsciously, and was about to intimidate him again, but he suddenly grabbed her waist with both hands, and then turned over hard, pressing the person firmly under him.
When the huge shadow fell down, Su Qian's heart trembled suddenly, and then beat rapidly.
Fu Junbei was very close to her, so close that his breath sprayed on her face, carrying the faint mint fragrance on his body.
"What are you going to do?"
She asked him, with clear eyes.
"What do you think? Yesterday you stunned me with a slap, so we have to calculate this. ”
He leaned closer, his muffled voice like poppy pollen, with demagogic medicine.
Last night, he was actually set up in the hands of this seemingly weak woman, and it would be too embarrassing for outsiders to know, so today, no matter what, he has to take back a city.
Su Qian didn't know what he was thinking, she didn't answer, just looked at him, and after a while, she blinked her eyes, her face was not red, and her heart was beating fast, and she said, "I didn't even use one percent of my strength last night, and you fainted, because you were too weak to help the wind, you can't blame me." ”
"Ichisei?"
The corners of Fu Junbei's mouth twitched, her palm yesterday only had one percent of the force?
Fool whom?
"In short, if you are not responsible, don't think about leaving today. ”
Fu Junbei raised her hands above her head, held them with her right hand, and slid her left hand down her neck all the way to her waist.
Su Qian gradually narrowed his eyes, then arched his legs, and used the power of his knees to kick him hard.
The original ambiguous atmosphere was completely destroyed by this fatal kick.
Fu Junbei's face changed from calmness in controlling the overall situation to iron blue and pitch black, but it was only a blink of an eye.
"Y-you-"
He got up from her, clutching the pain, speechless in anger.
"I'll just say, you're too weak to be able to catch the wind. Are you really an OK man?"
Su Qian sat up from the bed, looked at his appearance, touched his chin, and looked very innocent.
"Come here. ”
Fu Junbei beckoned to her, the cold under his eyes was as cold as an ice pick in winter.
"I don't. "She's not stupid, will there be a good result in the past now?" ”
She quickly got out of bed, escaped from the room, picked up her bag and mobile phone, and wanted to go out directly, but after thinking about it, if Fu Junbei was really cut off by her, then he would definitely not marry her.
But when I go back now, it is clear that there will be no good fruit to eat.
So she thought about it, then found a comic book from a long time ago, and threw it to Fu Junbei's side through the crack in the bedroom door.
"This is the only thing I can find that can help you, don't thank me, as long as you don't get angry, I'll go first, don't worry, I won't peek." ”
After she finished speaking outside the door, she ran away and went to class.
After she left, Fu Junbei endured the pain and opened the comic book.
Inside is written in black and white, the style of painting is explicit, and every page is full of pink bubbles that make people blush and heartbeat.
But it's a beautiful comic from beginning to end.
"Sue, shallow!"