Chapter 149: Blind Flower Shopkeeper vs Underworld Gang Leader (10)
Xiaobu got up, I ate I ate I ate and ate ・・・・・・
"Uh-huh. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info" Fu Ming couldn't help but make a little sound to remind the girl of his existence.
Chu Weiwei followed the source of the sound and turned her head sideways. They are not far away, if Fu Ming didn't know that the girl really couldn't see, he would have thought that the girl was looking at him, the girl's eyes were as beautiful as glass, reflecting his figure, and the fly in the ointment was that her eyes were lifeless and calm.
"Are you hungry?" The girl tilted her head with a puzzled expression.
As if she didn't need a man's answer, Chu Weiwei took out a bag of sliced bread from the refrigerator by herself, groped her way up to the man, and handed it to him.
Fu Ming also followed the hand that was holding the bread bag, slender and jade. Looking at the owner of the hand, she pursed her lips slightly, as if she was uneasy.
"There's nothing left at home, so you can eat this first." Indeed, the moment she opened the refrigerator, he could see clearly inside, two bags of bread, some bottles and cans, and no fresh vegetables. He could already imagine how she lived.
"Huh?"
Fu Ming also took it, "Thank you." ”
Listening to the sound of Fu Ming also opening the bag, Chu Weiwei breathed a sigh of relief, just didn't mind.
She usually eats breakfast and lunch outside, and for dinner there is only one person, so she will eat something simple. Bread is indeed simple. Fu Mingyi's gaze swept all over Chu Weiwei's body silently, well, sure enough, this thin arm and thin leg.
Chu Weiwei warmed two cups of hot milk, gave Fu Ming a glass, and gave herself a cup. I took another bag of bread out of the fridge, sat down on the couch, and ate it in small bites.
The bread is not as hard to swallow as imagined, Fu Ming also thought.
It was dark, the light in the living room was not turned on, Chu Weiwei forgot that there was another person in the room who needed lighting, and Fu Ming was also in a certain mood and did not remind Chu Weiwei. But soon the LED lights in the "small garden" by the window to solve the light and temperature needed by the plants were lit, and the bright light solved the problem of Fu Mingyi's night vision.
The evening time passed quickly, and the hour hand pointed to the number nine.
Chu Weiwei said to Fu Mingyi: "I don't have a bed at home, please be in the living room." ”
He raised an eyebrow, he didn't care.
Chu Weiwei took out a blanket from the room and handed it to him, although it was summer, it was still easy to catch a cold in the middle of the night.
Fu Ming was also speechless about this blanket that did not conform to his gang boss's personality, the small fresh blue flowers.
But I took it anyway. His hand inadvertently touched the girl's hand, as if it were overpowered.
"You." Fu Ming also pressed the people and blankets down on the soft sofa together.
Picking the girl's chin, he smiled evilly, "Aren't you worried, I'm plotting against you?" ”
"I," the girl's lips squirmed, and the beautiful shape of the lips made him feel the urge to kiss.
"I believe in you." The girl lay under him and said, believe him.
"Huh." Fu Mingyi's smile overflowed from his throat, should he say that this girl is stupid? Trust him? What he did to make her believe him.
Fu Mingyi's breath was close to the tip of the girl's nose, looking at the girl's delicate face, and the girl's flower-like lips were imprinted on her lips. There was no deep kiss, as if it was a dragonfly, and the girl's face instantly rose a touch of red, which was delicate and moving.
"Remember, don't trust men." Especially a man like me.