Song Wenbei paused for a long time, and then said slowly: "Even if we are trampled under the feet of the whole world, as long as we are still us, we will not lose, but Fu Xinian, you are really sad, so sad that you are pitiful, there are only two broken money left." ”

There was a faint pain somewhere in the heart, Song Wenbei curled his fingers, and his joints were white. But at this moment, even if she just swears angrily, she doesn't want to show weakness in front of this man, she can be soft on anyone, but only him, no. What she gambled on, in addition to love, also has dignity!

"Heh, Song Wenbei, you are really confident, no, you are arrogant." Fu Xi opened his lips and smiled angrily, "In addition to money, I also have this." ”

He took out a brown paper envelope from his suit pocket, which was clearly written in a familiar font of Song Wenbei.

"You?!" Song Wenbei stretched out his hand to take it, but was lifted high by Fu Xinian, and the height gap between the two made Song Wenbei have no choice but to give up.

"Fu Xinian, can you not be so despicable!"

"Despicable? All I know is that in order to achieve the end, the means will be unscrupulous. ”

"You say, what do you want?" Song Wenbei's voice softened, to Su Yi, she can be poor and unswerving, but Xie Xiaoyan, life and death are uncertain, her whereabouts are unknown, she doesn't dare to bet, let alone bet! Song Wenbei clenched his fists, and his face was even paler than usual.

"Stay by my side."

Fu Xinian spoke up, but it was the ending that Song Wenbei didn't expect, he wanted to stay by his side?

The light in the study was dim, gently and gently sprinkled on Fu Xinian's handsome face like a god, Song Wenbei suddenly felt a little moved, and she couldn't do it at all to the words in front of her that seemed to be a confession and a promise. But, can she believe it? The person in front of him is not Su Yi who knows his roots, he is Fu Xinian, that, the clouds and rain, the ruthless Fu Xinian, but himself, why did he fall straight into his trap, and even, there was not a delicious bait in that trap, she was still defenseless and willing.

Fu Xinian's face came closer, and with a hot breath, he sprayed Song Wenbei's face, which was mixed with ** exhalation and was a little hot, and Song Wenbei's dizzy head was inexplicably sober. The man in front of him, how could he love her. What he loves is just the feeling of vanity in his heart, what he enjoys is just the pleasure of hugging left and right, he is so entangled, painstaking, in the end, it is just for the word "unwilling"! How can it be, it's because I love myself.

"Fu Xinian." Song Wenbei's voice was soft, "If you say that you love me, I will follow you with all my heart." ”

"Why, don't dare? Or, not at all? Song Wenbei's eyes were the silent reflection of Fu Xinian. Song Wenbei smiled sarcastically, "Since we have no intention, we might as well let each other go, huh?" ”

Her tone was soft, as if she was discussing with the people closest to her, but the semantics of her words were as cold as knives. Her eyes were bright, like dazzling crystals, staring straight at him, but as dazzling as ice. Accustomed to seeing her low eyebrows and pleasing eyes, today's sudden sharpness made him seem to be even more reluctant to let go.

Putting down the letter in his hand, Fu Xinian stroked the broken hair in her ear, leaned into her ear and whispered, "Song Wenbei, whether you love it or not, as long as it is what I want, there is nothing I can't get." If you still think about Su Yi and Xie Xiaoyan, then I advise you to disarm and surrender. ”

The last four words were extremely ambiguous, and Song Wenbei even sniffed out a hint of **, but this should have been a joke between lovers, but to her, it has become a naked threat. But what he said was right, she still cared, she cared about Su Yi, she cared about Xie Xiaoyan, perhaps, subconsciously, there was another - him.

Since you are concerned, how can you say that you can leave in a chic manner!

Perhaps, there is nothing wrong with such an arrangement......

"Have you thought about it?" On his back was Fu Xinian's powerful surrounding, and next to his ears was Fu Xinian's charming voice, at that moment, Song Wenbei seemed to have been tricked, and the ghost made God nod his head, accept it, and took the letter, but he couldn't even read a word.

Holding the envelope that held Xie Xiaoyan's whereabouts in his hand, Song Wenbei walked out of the study like a corpse, and Fu Xinian didn't know when he had left.

In the corridor, Song Wenbei happened to meet Qin's sister-in-law who came upstairs. Sister-in-law Qin was still holding a big red quilt embroidered with gold thread in her hand, which looked very exquisitely made. It's just that it looks like a happy quilt in a costume drama.

"Sister-in-law Qin, what is this quilt?" Song Wenbei helped her drag the corner of the quilt, a little puzzled.

Sister-in-law Qin glanced at her ambiguously, with a malicious smile on her face, "Young grandma, there is a tradition in the Fu Mansion, the new daughter-in-law must cover a quilt to ask for good luck and joy." ”

"You mean, this quilt is for me?" Song Wenbei's mouth became unfavorable, and his face was even redder to the root of his ears. She suddenly remembered that Fu Xinian seemed to have mentioned to her when he just went out that tonight, they all had to live in Fu's house.

Sister-in-law Qin nodded with a smile, and a ridiculous sentence had reached her lips: "Young grandma, your face is red." Don't be shy. ”

"Not really! Yes, it's because your quilt is too red, and it's too hot in this house. Song Wenbei was busy retorting, and pretended to fan the wind twice, God, she won't sleep with Fu Xinian's demon tonight!

Sister-in-law Qin shook her head, laughing at her duplicityous explanation, obviously it was getting darker and darker, but for the sake of her face, it was not easy to break it. Handing the quilt in her hand to Song Wenbei, Sister-in-law Qin left with a smile. And Song Wenbei held a red quilt and stood in place, panic in his heart. She's going to stay here tonight!

"What are you doing standing here?" Fu Xinian took the quilt in her hand and naturally wrapped it around her shoulder.

Song Wenbei writhed unnaturally, trying to break free from his shackles, but she still couldn't get out of Fu Xinian's coercion of her just now. Obviously, he still looked like he was bound to win just now, and now, pretending to have such a deep expression, is he going to change the sugar-coated offensive?

"Why don't you speak?"

Song Wenbei was a little stiff, she had never seen Fu Xinian's gentle expression, and, such a patient tone. Under the light, he was gentle and like a jade boy who came out of an ancient ink painting, and the dispute and gunsmoke they just had just now seemed to have never appeared. She reminded herself to be sober, but her heart was already struggling to the point of no return.

Seeing that she didn't respond, Fu Xinian hugged her and walked to the bedroom, Song Wenbei also let him lead him, and walked to the corner of the stairs, but saw a pair of pink slippers, the owner of the slippers, Su Yiruo was undoubted.

Song Wenbei suddenly understood, it turned out that all kinds of deep feelings were just a play for the so-called audience, and what he did was just a play from beginning to end.

Pulling away the hand on his body without a trace, Song Wenbei said in a low voice: "The play is over, you can let go of me." Also, I don't want anything to happen tonight. ”

Fu Xinian didn't understand that the person in front of him turned his face faster than turning a book, but this sentence drew a clear line but made his face darken.

"Drama? Song Wenbei, you are really conceited. He paused for a moment before he said slowly, "Even if, what do I really do, do you think you can resist?" ”

There was a bit of banter in his eyes, and he looked at Song Wenbei for a long time, Song Wenbei was a little uncomfortable stared at by this gaze, and slightly avoided his burning eyes, but he was clamped by Fu Xinian's big hand on his chin and couldn't move.

Fu Xinian came back to his senses slightly, and also saw the pink slippers in the corner of the wall, and smiled in his heart, is there someone in the corner? Well, since she is willing to spy on the secrets of the boudoir, he doesn't mind, let her enjoy a good show.

"Song Wenbei, you say, what will happen if I do you here?"

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