Fu Mochuan frowned slightly, but still didn't move, Lu Zikun looked at his expression and smiled again.

"Why don't you go with me? I inquired, and in that private room was Liu Qiang and a few of them. Ghost. ”

"You're idle?"

Lu Zikun was choked, looked at him with a smile, got up and looked at the cards.

Fu Mochuan lit a cigarette, took a puff, squinted at the curling white mist, took out his mobile phone, paused with his long finger on An Qing's number, and then dialed it.

The private room was noisy, and seeing An Qing struggling hard, she snapped and slapped Liu Qiang down.

Her head tilted, her eyes darkened, and her ears and eyes buzzed.

"Lao Liu, take it easy, it's a little affectionate. Fun is not good. Xiao Xiong pretended to persuade a few words, but when he didn't listen, he shook his head and walked away.

Liu Qiang slapped An Qing again, she was much more honest, and suddenly smiled: "Mr. Liu, why don't we change to a quiet place?" ”

Liu Qiang stared at her: "Sao. Goods, how good it is to be like this early, I want to pretend to be high with Lao Tzu. ”

She smiled seductively: "Why don't I be on top?" ”

Liu Qiang was itching, thinking that she had figured it out, and let go of her with a roar, An Qing got up with a smile, and when Liu Qiang was relaxed, he suddenly picked up the wine bottle on the table and smashed it on his forehead.

Liu Qiang screamed, An Qing didn't care what he smashed, threw the wine bottle and ran to the door.

There was a commotion behind him, and he was about to rush to the door, the back of his head tightened, and his hair was tightly pulled again.

"Damn, you want to run away when you hit me?"

With a bang, the door was kicked open, and almost at the same time, Liu Qiang pulled An Qing's hair and threw her to the floor.

She was smashed to pieces, and it was easy to stand up, a figure squatted in front of her, she thought it was Liu Qiang again, and she was in a hurry, and beat her head and brainless.

In the next second, a powerful palm wrapped around her little hand, and a familiar low voice came from her ear: "An An, it's me." ”

She raised her eyes and saw Fu Mochuan's cold eyebrows, obviously without any expression, her tense emotions suddenly relaxed, and her nose was sour for no reason: "Brother Mo......"

Fu Mochuan hugged her in his arms, narrowed the corners of his eyes, bent his long legs, and kicked Liu Qiang to the ground with a fierce kick, as if it was not enough, and when he was about to get up, he went up to him and kicked him on the back.

Kick after kick, he moves gracefully, but he is ruthless.

Xiao Xiong saw that the situation was not good, and hurriedly stepped forward to stop: "Three Shao, show mercy to your subordinates." ”

He turned his head, and under the dim light of the private room, the dark light in his eyes surged, and Xiao Xiong's heart was cold.

Fu Mochuan won an endorsement for Fan Luowei, and Xiao Xiong also thought that he was on a whim for An Qing, and it happened that Liu Qiang was there complaining about being released by An Qing, so he pushed the boat down.

"My people dare to move?" Fu Mochuan's voice was not even, word by word, but people were furious when they heard it.

Lu Zikun followed closely, followed by a few small people who were afraid that the world would not be chaotic, and they were all gearing up when they saw this.

"Third child, you take your younger siblings away, leave it to us here."

Fu Mochuan sneered, glanced at Liu Qiang, who was squirming on the ground, kicked his slightly chubby body and flew out before leaving with An Qing in his arms.

An Qing's two small hands tightly wrapped around his neck, extremely attached posture, and it took a long time to remember and ask, "Why are you here?" ”

"I'm not coming, what are you going to do?"

Hearing Fu Mochuan's cold voice, An Qing felt aggrieved in her heart, if he hadn't given the endorsement to Fan Luowei, why would she have come here to be insulted, speaking of which, she would have provoked Liu Qiang because of him.

She lowered her eyes, she was poured with half a bottle of spirits, she felt like her stomach was burning, her head was dizzy, the slightly drunk smell of wine brushed his cheeks, and the man's brows frowned slightly.

He carried her into the upstairs guest room, and after a bumpy ride, An Qing's alcohol was surging and he rushed into the bathroom and began to retch.

Barely spitting out her bile, she leaned on the edge of the sink with her hands, limp all over.

In the mirror, her embarrassed face was revealed, her hair was scattered, her cheeks were red and swollen, and there were faint pinching marks on her chin.

Sitting on the sofa with no strength, Fu Mochuan sat down, her long fingers pulled up her little face, and her black eyes were cold.

"Don't look at it, it's ugly."

She turned her face, Fu Mochuan let go and sneered: "Do you know that you are afraid?" ”

She bit her lip and heard his complaint, the two were already in a cold war, and now that this kind of thing happened, he must think that she deserved it, because she was indecent.

In order to get on the throne, she did everything she could, and she was no longer the simple and pitiful Fan Anqing she was back then.

With sadness in her heart, she looked at Fu Mochuan.

"I came today to endorse K&G, and I was supposed to sign a contract today, but I suddenly gave it to someone else."

Fu Mochuan's eyes moved slightly, An Qing looked at his face, word by word: "You know who it was given to, right?" ”

"I didn't know you were fighting for this ad as well."

Fu Mochuan's eyes were cold, he thought that Fan Luowei just wanted this endorsement, so he didn't think much about it, and helped her with a gesture.

An Qing smiled bitterly.

"yes, there's a lot we don't know."

Even if the love was strong before, after all, after being separated for three years, in the past three years, he has become cold, and she has become dusty, just with a little guilt, how far can the love of the two go?

She got up happily: "I'm so tired, I'll go back first." ”

Fu Mochuan reached out and grabbed her arm, he also got up, and pressed her back to the sofa without saying anything.

"Stay still."

Then the doorbell rang, and he walked over and closed the door again, with an extra tray in his hand.

An Qing didn't know when he ordered to get ready, there were some trauma medicines in the tray, and two eggs, the long fingers peeled off the eggshells, he held up her delicate jaw, and carefully covered her face.

She leaned back against the couch and raised her face slightly towards him, and the two of them were so close that they breathed staggered.

The smell of alcohol she exhaled mingled with the smell of tobacco on his body.

There seems to be a hint of ambiguity in the air. Dark.

An Qing thought that she should remain as shy as before, or pretend to be a lady like Van Lowe, but she still leaned over and kissed him on the lips.

Fu Mochuan seemed to be slightly stunned, and An Qing intertwined both hands and hugged his neck recklessly.

She had drunk a lot of wine, but she was not drunk, but her behavior was very much like pretending to be crazy under the pretext of drinking, gnawing at him indiscriminately, and pulling his clothes with both hands in an orderly manner.

"I don't want my stuff, don't give it to others."

She murmured, pushed him onto the couch and sat down on top of him in a very disfigured manner, her hands moving around him.

Fu Mochuan cooperated with her nonsense, spread his hands, looked up at the bottom of her pupils, and floated a little helplessly spoiled.

Finally, he grabbed her wrist, and her inky eyes were slightly crimson, with a nasal tail, hoarse and intoxicating.

"Little demon. Fine, let's do it with me......"

After it was over, Fu Mochuan sat sideways in front of her and carefully smeared the ointment on her face.

He looked at her puffy face, and his voice was soft.

"It's just an endorsement, it's really so important to you?"

It was his mistake that gave this endorsement to Fan Luowei, but as long as she opened her mouth, he would give her a better one, or as he proposed before, quit the entertainment industry, and he would support her for the rest of her life.

It's not entirely because of Fu Zhensheng's opposition, he doesn't want to see her rolling in this circle, wronged by himself and dealing with those men.

He didn't realize that he was jealous.

Just like that time, he listened to Liu Qiang's group of old colors. Talking about women, somehow it came to An Qing, listening to those unbearable words, he felt like a fire in his heart, so he called and called her out.

It's deliberate, deliberately to see how she is willing to fall.

He watched coldly, watching her deal with those people like a fish in water, smiling smartly, and didn't seem to mind being rubbed with oil.

Thinking about it now, he still has a fire in his heart.

An Qing's face couldn't move, and she looked at him with wet eyes, and the answer was self-evident.

"I'm sorry, I don't plan to quit the entertainment industry, so any opportunity is important to me." She turned her face sideways and said softly: "Not only because I like this job, but also because I want to have my own career and live on my own ability, instead of clinging to a man, hiding behind him, and watching his face pass the time." ”

An Qing lowered her eyes, and her long eyelashes cast a faint shadow under the eye sockets, making her small figure linger with a layer of loneliness.

She said: "Even if you are by my side now, I don't know if you will be there in the next second, I don't dare to bet, the past three years have taught me that everything is only on my own." ”

Only when she becomes strong enough can she do what she wants and not be swayed by anyone.

The long eyelashes also perfectly concealed the coldness that swept under her eyes, and she hung her face sadly, and the sadness and helplessness were even more pitiful.

Fu Mochuan looked at her like this, and his memory came to the memory of the past Anqing, pure, confident, and beautiful, as if she was bathed in sunshine.

In the three years that he was away, what happened to turn such a bright and fresh girl into a woman covered in spikes, always on guard, and insecure?

Sighing slightly, he threw away the ointment and lay down on his side next to her.

Pillowing the same pillow, he straightened her face, looked at each other, and said softly, "Just worry about me so much?" Is it okay to leave the whole person to you? ”

An Qing blinked slightly, and he leaned over and took her lips in his mouth......

The next day, the swelling on An Qing's face disappeared, but there was still a little bruise on her jaw.

Last night, she was taken back by Fu Mochuan in a daze, and she was washing, when Fu Mochuan stood behind her.

"Is there an announcement today?"

The few dramas that Bi Dong picked up for her were all scheduled for the New Year, so the work during this period was not too tight.

She thought for a while: "I made an appointment to take a hard photo today." ”

"Call and reschedule." Fu Mochuan said easily: "I also pushed all of today's work. ”

She twisted her face strangely.

"What's going on today?"

"Maybe there's a little bit," Fu Mochuan leaned against the door frame, smiled in his eyes, and said seriously: "Does dating count?" ”