The water and the sky are the same.

An Qing held up her mobile phone and listened to the voice on the other side of the radio wave and began to be serious.

"The second is also good news, but I don't know if to congratulate you, the plan has succeeded."

She pursed her lips and heard the other party continue: "I implanted those things into Fu Zhensheng's chat software, as long as he logs in, the photo will automatically pop up, but obviously your nominal father-in-law doesn't love high-tech very much, it's been so many days, and he didn't log in until tonight." ”

"You're sure he received it personally, and Fu sometimes collects messages on his behalf."

"You're not at ease with what I'm doing? I swear by my reputation in this line of work that I can't be wrong. ”

How can it be so coincidental, also on the same day.

An Qing pinched the line, her eyes swept over everything in the room, and smiled silently.

Perhaps, this is fate.

Hotel suites.

Fu Weinian looked at the message sent on the mobile phone, sneered, glanced at Fan Luowei, who was sleeping deeply, and put the mobile phone in his pocket.

The mobile phone belonged to Fan Luowei, fortunately she still had the mobile phone, and Fu Weinian easily used her fingerprint to unlock the password.

"Brother Mochuan......"

A dazed Van Lowe was still screaming, he walked over, looked down at the wriggling figure on the bed, and the corners of his mouth twitched playfully.

"Heh, it's the first time, is my brother not doing it or doing it?"

He smiled again, turned the room to the darkest dim, and sat down on the couch with his legs folded leisurely.

He didn't wait too long before he heard the doorbell ring, and saw Fu Mochuan's face from the cat's eyes, he hooked his lips, retreated behind the door, and then pulled the door open.

"Fan ......"

Fu Mochuan stepped in, the room was very dark, and before he could adjust his vision, he only felt a paralysis in the back of his neck, his eyes were dark, and he lost consciousness in an instant.

Fu Weinian stretched out his hand in time to support his tall figure, and hooked the door on his toes at the same time.

Throwing off the electric baton in his hand, he dragged Fu Mochuan's body without pity, pulled him to the bed, and put him next to Fan Luowei.

Looking at the men and women lying side by side, the corners of his beautiful lips pulled happily again.

On the other side, An Qing didn't rest first as Fu Mochuan instructed, and when she was on a video with Wan'er, her mobile phone rang, prompting that a message had come in.

The message was sent by Fan Luowei, just a picture, and her gaze fell, and her eyes froze.

Fu Mochuan was lying on top of a woman, the woman only showed a small part of the neck, and neither of them could see the expression, but it was obvious that they were doing something indescribable.

There is also a line under the picture: "Your man, there is also a part of me." ”

It is clear that this is a provocation from Van Lowe.

Tell her that she and Fan Luowei were both Fu Mochuan's girlfriends, and even if Fu Mochuan chooses her now, there will still be a place for Fan Luowei in his heart.

No, as soon as I finished showing affection with her, I turned around and went to find Fan Luowei.

She pinched her phone, her eyes cold and cold.

In the next second, she quickly dialed the number, and without waiting for the other party to speak, she said: "Tell you your mobile phone number, can you locate it?" ”

The other party was stunned for a second, and then asked, "Number?" ”

She reported Fu Mochuan's mobile phone number, thought about it, and reported Fan Luowei's number as well.

There was a sound of tapping on the keyboard from the mobile phone, and it didn't take long for the other party to report the address.

Her heart sank slightly, and the location of the two numbers was the same.

"Thank you."

She was about to cut the thread when she heard the other party calling, "Hey, what's the situation?" ”

"More on that later."

She pinched the line, didn't bother to change her pajamas, hurriedly put on a coat outside, and hurried to the address location.

On the way, her mobile phone rang again, and she heard the other party say, "I also helped you open the door of the room by the way, hey, are you going to catch the adulterer?" ”

"It's not!"

She was about to cut the line, her eyes turned, and she saw several interview cars passing by one after another, her eyebrows twisted slightly, and she said into the headphones: "Do me another favor, there are a lot of flies on the road, you can help me drive them away, just drag them for a few minutes." ”

“ok。”

The other party didn't talk nonsense, and happily pinched the line.

Inside the hotel room.

Fan Luowei suddenly woke up, feeling an indescribable discomfort all over her body, she frowned, hummed and moved her body, and suddenly found that there was still a person lying next to her.

"Brother Mochuan?"

Seeing the man's appearance clearly, she was stunned, and then saw the two of them red. Exposed. The appearance of the body, and the heart is happy again.

Some scenes flashed vaguely in her mind, and she blushed and leaned over, her face pressed against the man's broad chest, and her heart was excited and excited.

She thought that it was no longer possible to be with Fu Mochuan, but she didn't expect that he would suddenly appear in front of her, and he was still with her...... She was so excited that she almost floated.

When Fu Mochuan's consciousness gradually returned, he heard someone calling him one by one, and there was a strong smell of wine lingering on the end of his nose, which made him very uncomfortable.

Memories of the pre-coma flooded into his mind, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Van Lowe's face in front of him, as if he was about to kiss her.

"Get out!"

He waved his hand and pushed her, Fan Luowei screamed, turned around and lied to him aggrievedly: "Brother Mochuan, it's me, Xiaowei." ”

Fu Mochuan turned over and sat up, everything in front of him made his dark eyes slightly cold, and he quickly understood everything in his heart.

Before she could react, An Qing pushed open the door and walked in.

The scene in the room was shocking, and for a few seconds, she stared in a daze, almost forgetting what she had come for.

"An An."

"Sister."

Fu Fan and the others reacted at the same time, calling her name.

However, Fu Mochuan's tone was anxious and eager, while Fan Luowei was full of pride.

Fu Mochuan picked up the clothes and pants on the side of the bed and put them on his body, and walked to An Qing's side at the same time: "An An, you listen to my explanation." ”

"There's no time."

An Qing reacted, took a deep breath, stepped forward expressionlessly, picked up a piece of clothing and smashed it at Fan Luowei.

"Put on your clothes and hide in the closet for me!"

"Brother Mochuan, I ......"

Fan Luowei took the clothes, but did not wear them, pinched them in his hands, and looked at Fu Mochuan with an aggrieved expression, in a vain attempt to seek his refuge.

"Don't get in there yet!"

Fu Mochuan instantly understood, his deep black eyes were dyed with anger, and he threw himself coldly at her.

Fan Luowei was still afraid of Fu Mochuan, glared at An Qing hatefully, and reluctantly went into the closet.

An Qing had already sensitively heard the movement outside, she didn't speak, quickly ripped off her coat and covered it on Fan Luowei's clothes, stepped forward, and hugged Fu Mochuan's neck.

When the reporters broke down the door, what they saw was the two of them kissing fiercely in the suite, disheveled.

The room was in shambles, with clothes scattered on the floor.

Seeing this, An Qing screamed in a panic and threw herself into Fu Mochuan's arms in a "panic", who made a gesture to hug her, took a few steps back, and pressed the cabinet door behind her impartially.

"Mr. Fu......"

The reporters were also very confused when they saw this scene, how did Fu Mochuan and Fan Luowei, who said good, suddenly become An Qing.

It's also funny, before tonight, the scandal between Fu Mochuan and An Qing was still in the headlines.

In a blink of an eye, the "adultery" relationship between Fu Mochuan and Fan Luowei became a highlight.

That's why your circle is really messy.

"Get out!"

Fu Mochuan pressed An Qing's face and looked at the reporters in front of him, his slightly narrowed ink eyes revealing a dangerous aura.

The reporters looked in unison at the woman he was holding in his arms and with their backs to them.

Although it was only a glimpse, it was certain that it was An Qing and not Fan Luowei.

The difference between the two is quite big.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Fu, we received the revelation that we went to the wrong room."

"Excuse me, you guys continue to ......"

The reporters had to apologize and hurriedly exit the suite.

Hearing the sound of the door closing again, An Qing sighed, pushed Fu Mochuan away, and withdrew from his arms.

Half a step back, her pretty little face had no expression at all, her eyes were faint, and she looked at the man in front of her.

Fu Mochuan was a little flustered by her gaze, and caught the rape in bed, he didn't know how to explain it to her.

"An An ......"

He tried to scream, but An Qing had already turned around neatly, "I'll wait for you outside, you come out quickly." ”

An Qing turned around, her eyes swept over the big bed, and at a glance, she saw a dazzling blood stain faintly exposed under the lifted sheet.

She's from the past and knows what it is.

There was a slight pause, and then, without hesitation, she took a step.

"Brother Mochuan!"

Behind her, there was a crying voice from Van Lowe, and she didn't look back, picked up her coat on the floor, and walked straight out.

In the suite, Fu Mochuan looked at Fan Luowei who rushed towards him in disgust, and casually pulled the quilt on the bed and threw it at her.

Fan Luowei's footsteps sank, and she unwillingly pulled the quilt to wrap herself.

"Van Lowe, I told you that I hate it when someone plays tricks on me!"

Fu Mochuan was sure that he was designed, but in this situation, he seemed to be unable to wash it by jumping into the Yellow River.

Fan Luowei lowered her face and said pitifully: "Brother Mochuan, I don't blame you, really, everything is done by me willingly." ”

"Hehe......"

Fu Mochuan suddenly hooked his lips and smiled, there was no anger, and he couldn't even show a trace of emotion in his expression, but Fan Luowei shivered inexplicably, and felt a chill surging from the soles of his feet.

"Good." She heard Fu Mochuan say: "Fan Luowei, you go out now and tell her the truth, I can still act as if nothing happened, otherwise, don't blame me for not remembering the old feelings." ”

Fan Luowei's face turned pale, it was already like this, and he still wanted to take into account the woman's emotions.

And what about her? Why is she always the one to be abandoned!

"The truth? Brother Mochuan, what do you want me to say to her? Tell her it wasn't you who took the initiative, but I seduced you? ”

Across the door, An Qing leaned her back against the wall, looking at the ceiling overhead, her mind was in chaos.

The soundproofing of the room is very good, the conversation inside is not real, and she doesn't want to listen to it, everything she saw just now is already very intuitive.

After Fu Mochuan did so much for her, she believed that he was also designed, so she rushed over in a hurry and acted for him.

Really, she didn't blame him at all.

However, why is it still so uncomfortable in the bottom of my heart......