"Fu Che, do you say that you have any dissatisfaction with me, the gold master?"

As soon as Huang Qianqian opened his mouth, his tone was very serious, which made Fu Che feel a little square.

He didn't seem to do anything, didn't he just finish the porridge? How did it get to this point?

Seeing that he didn't speak, Huang Qianqian continued: "Is it good for you to poison me? ”

Familiar conversations, familiar recipes.

Everything was so familiar.

Fu Che's face darkened with great familiarity.

This damn woman! Lao Tzu stood in the kitchen for hours and made a bowl of porridge for her, and she dared to say that it was poison.

Does this woman have a heart?

There is a saying that is true, women are big pig's trotters.

I really want to ask Uncle Fu, is there a difference between your bowl of porridge and poison?

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In the end, Huang Qianqian still didn't drink the bowl of porridge.

Nonsense! After drinking that bowl of porridge, I'm not here now.

It should be in the emergency room of the hospital now.

According to yesterday's agreement, Huang Qianqian took Fu Che to the emperor for lunch.

Although the whole process was completely Fu Che watching Huang Qianqian eating......

Uncle Fu's inner thoughts are, my God, my daughter-in-law looks so cute when she eats, and if I steal her home in the future, I must feed her every day.

Huang Qianqian would never have imagined what kind of obscene heart someone had under the appearance of a dog.

Uncle Fu's character has collapsed unconsciously.

In the process of eating, Huang Qianqian saw a figure, Lu Xixi.

Next to her was a middle-aged man over half a hundred years old.

The middle-aged man's hand wrapped his arm around her waist, and the two of them walked towards the suite upstairs of the Royal Hotel.

Okay, what's next, what's going to happen with your toes to know what's going to happen.

Lu Xixi was covered by the original owner before, and there was no need to use these means at all.

But Huang Qianqian had a complete showdown with her last night.

If she didn't hurry up and hug her new thighs, she really wouldn't be able to get along in the entertainment industry.

Huang Qianqian did not directly announce that she was going to ban her.

She wanted to see how far she could go with those methods.

Fu Che saw that Huang Qianqian's eyes kept looking at other places, and he felt a little unhappy.

He followed her gaze, and naturally saw Lu Xixi as well.

Fu Che recognized the woman at once.

This is the woman who hurt her, and at the same time the woman who delivered her to him.

"You wait here for me, I'll go to the bathroom."

After saying that, Huang Qianqian left.

Fu Che knew what she wanted to do, and he also wanted to see what she would do, so he sat there pretending not to know anything.

Lu Xixi and the investor entered a presidential suite, and the middle-aged man was very anxious.

As soon as she closed the door, she began to tear her clothes.

Lu Xixi was originally good-looking, and he could indeed mix for a while with this.

The two of them rolled together in a few moments.

The two people who were focused on a certain sport didn't notice that Huang Qianqian was lying outside the window, filming all this with a very good pixel phone.

Boss Huang's behavior can be said to be very obscene, and he deserves to be a social person.

Such a sassy operation, if the system is in it, it must be complained again.

After about a few minutes of shooting, Huang Qianqian turned off her phone with great satisfaction, and then returned to the place where she had eaten before.

Fu Che watched a certain woman come over in the spring breeze, and couldn't help but feel better.