The car keys in Xu Chengcheng's hand were thrown back into her bag, and she pulled the car door to get into the car.

The car drove quickly, and there was a glimpse of light in front of her, and her hands were clasped tightly, but she had no time to think nonsense.

The car was parked in front of a villa.

Jingshan No. 1?!

Xu Qingcheng was stunned.

The car behind her waited for her to stand still and drove away.

The room card in her hand hurt her palm, Xu Qingcheng was in a trance for a moment, she raised her eyes and looked around, and the surroundings were quiet.

There was no familiar shadow under the hazy glow of the European-style street lamp.

The cold wind slapped her in the face like a slap, dispelling the unrealistic extravagance that surged up at that moment.

She looked down and laughed to herself, and walked towards the villa.

Credit card.

Xu Qingcheng stepped in and reached out to turn on the light.

The light suddenly shines brightly in the room.

Exquisitely decorated new Chinese style.

The best collision of fashion and classical, the Chinese style lines will be a little gentle in the cold color of black, white and gray.

It's not like Fu Jingting's style.

Xu Qingcheng thought in her heart, and the figure that suddenly broke in her eyes frightened her heart several times.

"Why don't you turn on the lights?!" The voice was raised, tense, grinding teeth.

Fu Jingting has reason to believe that if he hadn't asked for him, scolding him would have been light.

He was still wearing the same body as before, and the black color made the man look extraordinarily evil, as well as untamed wildness.

He got up from the ledge and walked up to her, "What were you thinking when you stood in the doorway?" Counting on your old flame to come over? ”

Xu Qingcheng turned his head to look over, where he was standing, and looked out just enough to see her get out of the car.

Her brief pause in hesitation was probably all in his sight.

"You also say it's old, and I'm a man who likes the new and hates the old." Xu Qingcheng's face has not changed, and the reason why the past is called the past is no longer the present.

Fu Jingting squinted at her, he suddenly smiled and reached out to untie the belt of her trench coat.

It's like opening a gift, opening a layer.

She chose a good dress today, half-covered and half-hidden, which is the most seductive.

He couldn't wait to tear down another floor.

He stared at her and didn't move, as if he was watching the reaction of his prey to life and death, Xu Qingcheng was stared at by him and did it himself.

Fu Jingting pulled the person to the floor-to-ceiling window, and the beautiful butterfly bones bloomed in front of him.

Xu Qingcheng involuntarily tensed up, and his hand slapped up unceremoniously, "What are you nervous about?" ”

"Don't all men like women to be pure?" She fought back, not wanting him to see that she was genuinely nervous.

The heart beat like a drum, the heart beat flustered, and the body stiffened, as if for the innocence that was about to be gone tonight.

Fu Jingting chuckled, he bit her ear, "I heard that Ye Tinghong bought a villa here to make a wedding room." ”

Xu Tingcheng's eyes were a little red, he said this to deliberately stimulate her, who in Ancheng didn't know that Xu Tingcheng and Ye Tinghonglang were a talented couple, but they suddenly broke up.

Break it thoroughly, turn it into an enemy.

Because of his words, the pain spread from the mouth of the heart, overwhelmingly rushing into every nerve.

She closed her eyes vigorously, and her temper came up and she said to him directly, "Can't you?" "So many words.

Fu Jingting: Damn!

His wrists were clasped behind her back, and she was forced to endure the punishment and passion he inflicted on her.

Xu Chengcheng regretted it a little, no, he regretted it very much.

She shouldn't challenge a man's self-esteem.

His voice was shattered, and he asked him with the last of his sanity, "...... Shengshi"

The man pressed over and completely turned her voice. Scatter.

……

Xu Chengcheng was woken up by the vibration of her mobile phone, her eyes opened, and she saw the face of the man beside her for a moment.

He had already grabbed his mobile phone and picked it up directly with a depressed expression, "Who ......?"

Before the voice was completely released, Xu Qingcheng had already snatched it up.

"Mom." The voice is hoarse.

Fu Jingting raised his eyebrows, and he was completely sleepy.

She grabbed her phone, her eyes were flat, as if everything last night was a dream for her, and there was no trace after waking up.

I don't see a little shyness and embarrassment.

"Allure. Who are you with? Zhao Lan's voice on the other side of the phone was a little tight.

"Myself." Xu Chengcheng has never changed his face when he lies.

"Really? How I seem to hear a man's voice. The voice in the microphone was suddenly cold and sharp.

"You heard me wrong." Xu Qingcheng slapped the man's hand away.

She glared at Fu Jingting, her eyes full of warning.

This glance swept over, and it vividly interpreted what it means to be charming.

"Are you home now?" Zhao Lan asked.

"At home." Xu Tingcheng only thought that she was still in the hospital, and replied casually.

Zhao Lan sat on the sofa, looking at the empty home, she suppressed her temper and did not expose her lies.

"The doctor asked you to go to the hospital, and he hasn't answered your phone since last night. What's so busy? Don't always fool around with those men, you are the eldest lady of the Xu family...... You are ......"

"Mom, I see. A moment passes. ”

Xu Tingcheng hung up the phone in a hurry, she didn't explain, and the explanation didn't make sense. After a series of accidents from the Xu family, Zhao Lan's mood was unstable, and Xu Qingcheng didn't want to stimulate her. There are some things that she can't solve, so she simply doesn't say it.

She turned her head to look at him, "Fu Shao, inject capital into Shengshi......"

Fu Jingting's eyebrows were raised evilly, and his fingers hooked her jaw, "That depends on what you do." ”

Xu Qingcheng, "......"

The hint in his words was too clear, she couldn't pretend she didn't understand.

……

Xu Qingcheng came out of the bathroom.

A gift bag was left on the bed.

Long red dress.

Fu Jingting had already packed himself, and he was coming out of the cloakroom with cufflinks crossed, when he saw that she was putting on her clothes, and the hem of her skirt fell from her waist, making a slight fluttering sound.

She turned back.

With a plain face, the fat powder was not applied, but most of the bewitching energy on her body that wanted to kill her was washed.

Red clothes and black hair, skin seems to be brushed with powder, white and shiny.

Fu Jingting's throat was itchy, he reached out and buckled his tie straight, looking at her, "A handful of aphrodisiacs have been around for a few years, but Ye Tinghong can't help but touch it." ”

Xu Qingcheng was speechless, and his throat was tightly blocked.

She wrapped herself tightly in her trench coat, her belt covering the bright red.

He didn't have the slightest pity for her, and he was right, who would give enough patience to a woman who threw himself into his arms.

Xu Qingcheng was so painful that he couldn't hold back his tears, leaving a deep enough tooth mark on his shoulder.

He asked her with a strange expression.

"Miss Xu, Pengmen is now open for you, what is the last sentence?"

Neuropathy!