Song Xinci don't wear it, Fu Hanyu coaxed, "This is also very good-looking." ”

Look good at a hammer!

Song Xinci blew his beard and stared, but he still couldn't resist, and was forcibly put on a sweatshirt, covering his collarbone tightly.

The man's size was a lap larger than hers, and the hem hung directly under her waist, covering her entire chiffon skirt, revealing only a small hem of the skirt.

Not to mention, Song Xinci has a thin waist and long legs, and wearing a boyfriend's sweatshirt is another style, and there is an alternative temptation to refuse and welcome.

The more Fu Hanyu looked at it, the more dissatisfied she became, and wanted to cover her legs again.

"Okay."

Song Xinci glared at him warningly, "Don't come with me, you sit here honestly, don't jump around when you're old, beware of flashing your waist." ”

Fu Hanyu: "......? ”

Lu Chengyang burst out laughing.

Fu Hanyu watched people blend into the tracks, and then turned around, stuck in his pockets, and stared at him coldly.

"Mr. Fu, don't worry, I'm definitely not laughing at you."

Fu Hanyu thought to himself, I'm already bankrupt, and the surname Lu still calls him Mr. Fu, isn't this sarcastic all the time or what?

But the man's emotions were not revealed, he took the wine bottle in the teacher's hand and sat down on the sofa, and poured himself half a glass.

"What are you laughing at, naturally only you know, I'm not interested."

"Really?"

Lu Chengyang chuckled, he tapped the wall of the glass twice with his fingertips, looking like he was stuck in a memory, his expression was unfathomable, "I was just thinking, I finally saw familiar words again, and I saw her tantrum look, it's good." ”

"Bang!"

Fu Hanyu placed the wine glass heavily on the table.

"Lu Chengyang, don't go too far."

Lu Chengyang smiled lightly.

"Is that excessive?"

"Fu Hanyu, what do you have to show off, do you pretend to care about her now? Obviously ......"

Lu Chengyang's voice was low, and the usual smile on his face disappeared.

"Obviously, you have treated her coldly and violently in the past few years, you tortured her to close herself, she finally gave up and wanted to divorce you, and now you use this little trick to trap people around?"

Lu Chengyang raised his deep eyes and met the man in the dim sight.

"Isn't there a shame?"

The man's cold laughter, with full mockery, clearly fell into Fu Hanyu's ears in the deafening sound effect.

Fu Hanyu's pupils shrank suddenly, and his voice trembled a little, "Divorce? ”

What does Lu Chengyang mean?

Cold violence?

Torture?

He?

[Isn't there a shame? 】

Fu Hanyu jerked his hand against his temple.

The anger in his heart was rushing, but he didn't know how to refute it.

Deep in my heart, there is an unknown darkness that all grows.

His head suddenly ached, and the light and shadow in front of him all changed, and he felt like the world was spinning.

The man was silent in the light and shadow, his facial features were outlined in condensed lines, and he did not move for a long time.

Lu Chengyang drank the wine in the cup, threw the glass on the table with a little disdain, and he got up, "Mr. Fu, take care of yourself, forgive me for not accompanying you." ”

"Lu Chengyang."

The man suddenly spoke.

Lu Chengyang's footsteps paused slightly, and he slowly turned around, his eyebrows furrowed.

The man hidden in the dim corner, even if he didn't raise his head, even if he didn't make any movements, his powerful aura couldn't be suppressed.

It's not his illusion, the Fu Hanyu in front of him seems to be different from a few minutes ago......

The man raised his head slowly, and under the messy broken hair, his face was as indifferent as an ice sculpture, and his deep dark eyes seemed to quench the ice on the top of the snowy mountain.

The man's thin lips grinned slightly, and his voice was as deep as strong wind and strong wine.

"I warned you not to appear in front of her again."