Lin Shiyu looked at Fu Jingtong beside her, gritted her teeth and whispered, "It's not terrible to be sick, it's terrible to be sick and not cured, Fu Jingtong, your best destination should be a mental hospital." ”

Fu Jingtong pinched Lin Shiyu's slender waist hard, then lowered her head and kissed her hair, "Then do you believe that I threw Fu Qinglun into the mental hospital first?"

Letter.

Of course I did.

This Hitomi Fu is a fucking pervert!

Lin Shiyu lowered his eyes and looked at Fu Qinglun on the carpet, he wanted to get up and snatch her back, but a bodyguard stepped on the wound on his heart with his foot, as soon as he moved, the bodyguard crushed him hard, and he couldn't get up.

But his cold eyes looked at her, and his eyes were full of emotion, about to swallow her up.

"Shishi," he called her name in a dumb voice, "don't listen to him, don't say that kind of thing, I don't like it... I don't like it very much..."

No man can accept such a statement.

This is his favorite poem, the woman he loves the most.

"Fu Qinglun, I still say the same thing, let's go, leave Ye City, your life needs to start all over again. ”

Fu Qinglun clenched his fists, and his cold eyes suddenly showed a deep sadness and nostalgia, "You... Here, how do I get around?"

She's here, he can't go.

Where she is, his heart remains.

It was as if someone had thrown a stone into Lin Shiyu's heart lake, and there were ripples in her heart, turning her little hands into a pink fist, and she didn't feel pain when she pinched her nails into her palms.

He was reluctant to go because she was here.

At this time, there was a sudden pain in her waist, and Fu Jingtong pinched her again, "Shishi..."

His cold voice wrapped around her ears, and he was forcing her to say that.

This sentence was enough to overwhelm Fu Qinglun.

He has been beaten down, but he still has the perseverance, he has not been overwhelmed.

Lin Shiyu raised her eyes to look at Fu Jingtong, and suddenly hooked her red lips, "Fu Jingtong, what do you mean by saying this, go back, I'll play with you." ”

Fu Jingtong stared at her coldly, "Okay, then let's go back and play, big brother, let's go first." ”

Fu Jingtong hugged Lin Shiyu and left, and before leaving, he glanced at the bodyguard.

The bodyguard nodded his head to indicate that he understood.

……

Outside CC Bar.

Lin Shiyu shook off Fu Jingtong's hand, "Young Master Jingtong, I'll go first." ”

"Shishi, you play me. Fu Jing looked at her gloomily.

He knew that she had no feelings for Fu Qinglun, and now that Yecheng was full of wind and rain, she asked Fu Qinglun to leave here, and only after leaving here could she start over.

She didn't say that sentence just now, although she knew that Fu Qinglun was the person she was a child, she still took him to heart.

This woman is moved, and it is a lifelong thing.

"Shishi, come here, do you want me to arrest you?" Fu Jingtong stretched out his big palm.

At this time, the cold light flashed, Lin Shiyu had an extra knife in her hand, she put the sharp blade against her pink neck, the evening breeze swept the skirt on her body, and she hooked a beautiful smile at him, "Fu Jingtong, are you willing to let me die?"

Fu Jingtong's eyes sank, "Shishi, put the knife down." ”

"Good. Lin Shiyu took the knife back into her bag, "I am reluctant to die, so don't force me, by the way, Young Master Jingtong, you should find a doctor to treat it, just now Fu Qinglun didn't know if he had scrapped you." ”

After speaking, Lin Shiyu stepped on her high heels and left.

Looking at the pretty shadow of the woman, Fu Jing Tong clenched his big palm, this woman is his, he must get it!

……

At night.

At the police station, the door of the cell was opened, and the two policemen threw Fu Qinglun in.

"I didn't expect Fu Shao to fall to this point now, squatting here, he used to be the young master of the Fu family in Tilt Leaf City. ”

"Shhh, don't say it, now the Fu family is in charge of Young Master Jing Tong, and now Young Master Jing Tong has thrown Fu Shao in, let's not talk nonsense, be careful of trouble coming out of your mouth. ”…

The two policemen didn't dare to talk much, and now that Fu Jing Hitomi had just taken control of the entire Yecheng, they wanted to close the door of the cell.

But then someone came, the deputy director of the National Police Agency and... Fu Rongrong.

"Go down. Said the deputy director of the National Police Agency.

The two policemen quickly retreated.

"Miss Fu, Fu Shaogang was thrown in, you can go in and take a look. The deputy director of the National Police Agency said with a courteous smile.

"Thank you, Deputy Director, I will take your kindness to heart, and don't let people in tonight. Fu Rongrong said.

The deputy director of the National Police Agency happily replied twice and assured, "Miss Fu, don't worry, no one will come in." ”

The deputy director of the department retired.

Fu Rongrong stepped forward and walked into the cell, Fu Qinglun was thrown on a pile of straw, his handsome face and body had traces of being beaten, the wound on his heart was cracked again, and the white shirt was stained with blood.

Fu Qinglun closed his eyes, his wet bangs were attached to his forehead, and only his lean chest rose and fell, revealing a sickly sense of weakness.

Fu Rongrong slowly squatted down, she looked at this man with fascination, he is very embarrassed now, it is estimated that he is the most embarrassed appearance in this life, but his handsome and Sven face has no waves, and it is still mature and noble.

Now he is more like a down-and-out aristocrat.

There is a kind of person whose aristocratic aura flows from his bones.

Fu Rongrong stretched out her little hand and wanted to touch Fu Qinglun's handsome face.

But he didn't touch it, because the man opened his eyes, and his cold eyes were cold and unwarm, "Take away your dirty hands, get out!"

He told her to get out.

This time Fu Rongrong was not angry, she looked at the man and hooked her lips and smiled, "Brother Qinglun, I won't leave tonight, because tonight... You're mine. ”

A sharp light flashed in Fu Qinglun's cold eyes, and he suddenly keenly smelled a strange fragrance, which emanated from Rong Rong's body.

"What did you do?"

"Brother Qinglun, you smell the aphrodisiac. ”

Aphrodisiac-scent.

Fu Qinglun looked at Fu Rongrong, her pale thin lips outlined a sinister and sarcastic arc, "So hungry and thirsty, lack of men, don't worry, one day I will sell you to a kiln in Africa and make you the most lowly prostitute." ”

This sentence made Fu Rongrong's face pale, and the man's affectionate and cruel words made no one bear it, he looked at her gloomily, which made her afraid, as if she had seen her future.

"Brother Qinglun, I don't know in the future, I just know that you don't have the ability now, and you can't even get out of this cell. ”

Saying that, Fu Rongrong reached out and touched Fu Qinglun's sturdy chest, "Brother Qinglun, do you feel hot on your body, do you want to take off your clothes, do you want a woman?"