"What are you doing again?" Fu Xinian shook five fingers in front of Song Wenbei, how long is this woman's reflex nerves, and her reaction is always more than half a beat slower than others!

"Confidential!" Song Wenbei glanced at Fu Xinian, don't provoke her now!

"Are you going to go back alone?" Fu Xinian leaned his face closer to Song Wenbei, wondering what the hell this woman was thinking.

Glancing at Liang Jing and his entourage, who had already stepped out of the box, Song Wenbei looked at Fu Xinian with disgust, "Of course I went back by myself, and I can still afford the taxi fare." Otherwise, I will use you and that little green plum as a light bulb, you will feel bright, and I will feel burning. I am just a layman, and this consciousness is not high enough to dedicate myself to the lighting cause of the motherland for free. You go well, goodbye don't send! As soon as he vomited, Song Wenbei instantly felt that all his grievances tonight had been discharged. Ignoring the dark face of the person behind him, Song Wenbei hummed a little song and walked out of this valuable hotel.

The waiter at the door watched this strangely dressed woman walk out alone, and did not see Fu Xinian before, and muttered to himself clearly, saying that how could Er Shao's taste be so strange, no, the kung fu of a meal was really abandoned......

Song Wenbei saw that the waiter's eyes had been lingering on her, and she knew that it was impossible for her to be because she was overwhelmed by the country and the city, and her appearance was as beautiful as a flower, so it could only be that she was wearing it by herself, it was too earthy! It seems that thirty-six strategies are the best policy.

It's just that she really underestimated the consumption place of this group of rich people.

All that catches your eye is cars, luxury cars! Those who know and those who don't know are neatly stacked on the side of the road, waiting for the master's presence. What do you say, taxi?! You're thinking too much......

Song Wenbei, who was in the cold wind, waited for 20 minutes, and didn't even see a taxi sign!

Song Wenbei in the cold night finally understood a truth, and the class enemy was opposed, that is called heroic and fearless;

Contradicting the class enemy with high IQ is to find oneself guilty;

As for arguing with Fu Xinian, hehe...... She's just brain scrap!

When Song Wenbei wiped her sobbing nose for the 30th time, she decided to go back! Walking alone on the brightly lit street, Song Wenbei felt desolate, not because he was alone, but because he was hungry! You know, the strong air pressure brought by the group of people who ate with their mouths, she only ate a few bites of oppression, okay, plus the nosebleed in the middle, hey, her blood trough is going to be empty, okay?! The point is, her dish! Dropped off in the hotel! Thinking that her Sichuan-style hot pot was sacrificed so heroically, Song Wenbei really didn't feel good in her heart. At this time, the headlights behind him suddenly flashed a few times. Looking back, it was Fu Xinian!

"Get in the car."

Song Wenbei was embarrassed, if she remembered correctly, since she knew Fu Xinian, the most he said was to get in the car.

Seeing that Song Wenbei did not compromise at all, Fu Xinian groped around the seat for a while and picked up a big bag! That, that's her cute little hot pot!

Seeing hope, Song Wenbei didn't care which god was sitting in the car, directly opened the door and sat down, and instructed with a smile: "Let's drive." Fu Xinian didn't understand what Xiao Nizi was thinking more and more, but he still started the engine and started the car. The Porsche blended into the night and departed in style.

But when the car stopped again, Song Wenbei was dumbfounded. What kind of backcountry is this?!

"Fu Xinian, this is not my family at all, is it?!"

"Who said they were going to send you home? Besides, how do I know where your home is? Fu Xinian glanced at Song Wenbei coldly, and kicked the problem ball back directly.

Song Wenbei scolded secretly, she knew that she would rather believe that there are ghosts in the world than believe in Fu Xinian's mouth! But she just didn't know the situation clearly, and she was hit again and again. You can look at the dark appearance around you, how do you look like the legendary black factory of human trafficking! Moreover, according to Fu Xinian's general habits, the place he takes himself to is definitely far away from the city! Local tyrants gather! That is, there is no rental!

"Well, let's discuss, send me home, and I'll give you the fare?"

"Do I look like I'm short of money?" Fu Xinian held up the frame of his glasses, and his eyes staring at Song Wenbei became more and more innocent.

"No, how can it be, you are old and wise and martial, at first glance, you are the dragon and phoenix among people, and the wealth is rolling." Song Wenbei silently drew a cross in his heart, God forbid, don't let your nose get longer, you didn't mean to lie!

"Then get out of the car." Fu Xinian turned off the fire, and the long figure was already leaning on the side of the car, looking at a certain woman who was slowing inside.

Song Wenbei is still stupid and doesn't know, he is wise and martial, what does it have to do with getting off the bus......

can borrow ten more guts from her, and she doesn't dare to resist Fu Xinian at the moment, in case ...... This month is dark and windy, isn't she going to expose the corpse wilderness!

"Well, you've got to tell me where this is." Song Wenbei's confidence is obviously insufficient, and she actually found that she is becoming more and more accustomed to whispering in front of this man!

Fu Xinian didn't embarrass her this time, and directly dropped two words: "My family." ”

Song Wenbei was completely dumbfounded, what did he say, he, his family! No, didn't I go there last time? And last time, that home looked much warmer than this dark place, with wood. He didn't really plan to solve himself, did he......

"That, Fu Xinian, you see, we've been married for so long, and I don't have anything to be sorry for you, even if there is, it's okay for me to apologize to you." Song Wenbei collapsed his face, pouted, and looked at the man in front of him in frustration.

Fu Xinian snorted coldly in his nose, didn't answer him for half a minute, and went directly into a villa in front of him.

"Smack." The switch was turned on, and the room was filled with lights, finally missing a little bit of the cold smell just now.

Song Wenbei sighed while visiting, he is really a rich man! This house is really big.

"Fu Xinian, why are you alone?" Song Wenbei walked around for a long time, but he didn't find a third figure other than the two of them!

"Didn't I tell you, this is my house." Fu Xinian bit my word again and turned to catch the water. But looking at the empty barrel, Fu Xinian's two good-looking eyebrows wrinkled.

"What's wrong?" Song Wenbei saw that Fu Xinian had maintained a posture for a long time and did not make the next move, so he leaned over, but happened to bump into Fu Xinian who got up. This bump, just right, was her injured nose again! The nosebleed came out demonstratively, and the familiar feeling made Song Wenbei startled, and he hurried to find the bathroom. But the initiator didn't have the slightest intention of helping her, hugging his chest and watching the excitement. Song Wenbei rolled his eyes, cleaned him up after a while, and ran around the house again.

Finally cleaned himself up, and Song Wenbei's hunger became more obvious. Rao is a strong person, if he loses blood twice, he will die of weakness. She held on to the door frame and shouted at Fu Xinian, "Do you have anything to eat?" ”

"Nope." Fu Xinian's hand holding the cup trembled obviously, she, shouted hungry! Tonight, she is the one who eats the most at the dinner table......