Chapter 209: One Less
I was stunned and asked unrelentingly, "You don't still have feelings for him, do you?" β
Xu Fangfang sneered, "Su Ran, am I really so stupid?" When I saw him again, I did love him again, but love was only in the past, and the fire that burned was not strong, now I see it clearly, and I figured it out, Xiong Da is just a disgusting old man to me now. ΡΡΡ.(vii) (ix) x.S.ΡΠΎΠΌ The update is so fast. β
In fact, I don't know how to evaluate Xu Fangfang, I used to think that she was too 'sexual' and cowardly, knowing that Huo Jie was not a good person, but she still insisted on sticking to him and was unwilling to leave, but now she is unusual, and she looks very rational 'sex'. I think it may really be that she was hurt by Huo Jie and Xiong Da, and she was so hurt that she no longer wanted to trust men.
From Xu Fangfang, I can't help but think of myself. If I hadn't met Fu Lingye at the beginning, would I have stopped believing in men because of Song Huanian's betrayal? If I hadn't met Fu Lingye, where would I be now? What are you doing?
The mood was inexplicably low, and he didn't even want to drink a sip of water in the afternoon.
By almost four o'clock, I went to the toilet to wash my face and stared in the mirror for nearly ten minutes. When I walked to the office door, I suddenly found that everyone was doing their own things seriously, and I was a little puzzled for a while, thinking that this was not the case when I left just now......
After walking in, I suddenly saw several people standing next to the manager and Wang Shu, among which the most conspicuous one was Fu Lingye, who was Xiao Fang next to him, and there were three foreigners and two leaders next to him.
I suddenly remembered that I said at the morning meeting this morning that a major foreign customer came to visit our company.
Digging a groove, I was a 'excited' spirit, and quickly and quietly 'touched' the seat and sat down, pretending to work seriously.
I was startling a hand when I was doing the report data, and I was startled when I heard a familiar voice next to me whispering, "Why is there water on my face?" β
I was stunned, and I reacted that it was Fu Lingye, and whispered, "I washed my face." β
"Why are your clothes all wet?"
Look down, isn't it? The front of the clothes is **. I was absent-minded when I washed my face just now, but I didn't expect my clothes to be 'wet', but Fu Lingye didn't say that I didn't react myself, and I happened to be sitting under the air conditioner's tuyere.
Before I could answer, Fu Lingye took off his blazer and draped it on me, I looked up at him, and before I could touch his eyes, he had already turned his head and walked towards the manager and major foreign customers.
It's just that this series of actions is enough for the entire big office to see, and although our voice is not loud just now, everyone should be able to hear it. I was really embarrassed, so I quickly withdrew my gaze and continued to work.
After they all left, Zhang Hua, who was sitting near me, immediately turned his head and looked, "Boss, don't show affection in front of so many of us~"
Blushing slightly, he crumpled a piece of paper and smashed it into his face.
When I went home at night, it was too hot to work, Fu Lingye went to park, and I took the lead to go upstairs.
As soon as I entered the house, I quickly turned on the air conditioner, then untied the inner ./y shoulder strap with my backhand, shrunk my two arms, took off the shoulder straps, and then stretched out my arms again to put on my clothes, and put my hand under my clothes, and then pulled the inner ./yi out of it.
Fu Lingye happened to see this scene when he opened the 'door' and came in, and he was a little surprised.
I saw him staring at me, threw Nei./yi on the couch, and asked, "What are you looking at?" Do you need me to show you how to take off your underwear without taking off your outer clothes? β
He tugged at the corners of his mouth and smiled, "You can show me it again after you put it back on." β
"I can lend you Neiyi to wear it."
He squinted at me, and I didn't dare to do it again.
After Fu Lingye changed his shoes, he asked me, "Do you want to put water in the bath?" β
"No, I'll be cool."
It's only been June and it's been so hot, and I'm very sad. We ate out in the evening, so I collapsed on the sofa and 'touched' my stomach and said, "Tomorrow we will buy some mung beans and come back to cook soup and drink. β
He sat next to me, "Drinking an iced mung bean can make you fly?" β
"Of course."
"And what about that in the 'bed'?"
I mumbled, "I don't remember." β
The man raised his eyebrows, "If you don't do it for two days, you won't remember?" I'll let you reminisce now? β
"Don't!" I hurriedly put my foot on his chest, "It's hot." β
Lying down for a while, my body was comfortable, and I saw the side face of this person watching TV, um~~ handsome......
I had rejected him just now, and now I stared at this man for a minute, and then thought about it again, so I slowly leaned over to him, and rested my head on his 'legs'.
It's just that I don't know if Fu Lingye really watched the news too much, or if he was rejected by me just now, and he was unhappy at this moment, and he didn't react to my initiative to approach.
So I grabbed his hand and put it on my stomach, and he was still watching TV.
I didn't know what to look at, so I simply grabbed his hand and stuffed it into my clothes and put his hand on my belly.
The man didn't look at me, his eyes were fixed on the TV, but his hands began to run through my clothes.
The hot weather is the best assist, and the atmosphere is heated up all at once.
I hurriedly said, "Go to the room ......"
He picked me up and went into the room, and he said eagerly, "I'm going to be in front of the mirror today." β
I struggled straight down the floor and he pulled me to the bathroom.
ββ¦β¦ Wait, I'll get a set first. β
Fu Lingye quickly undressed and went into the bathroom, and I opened the 'drawer' to get the set. But there are only two sets left in the box, and my hands are stiff, thinking that when we did it two days ago, I took the set and saw that there were obviously three left, and we didn't do it in the past two days, and we didn't touch it, how could there be one less? I was amazed at the moment.
Fu Lingye urged in the bathroom, "Bai Suran, what are you rubbing, come in quickly." β
Walked in directly with the box and asked him, "One is missing." β
He had already taken off completely, and was waiting to eat me clean, and when he heard my words, he frowned and asked, "What do you mean?" Suspect I used one secretly? β
I leaned on the 'door' frame, "I remember there were three more in it when I took it two days ago. β
"Didn't we have two left after we used one that night?"
"No, I mean when I finish taking it, I see that there are three more in it."
He was silent for two seconds, "Maybe you were hungry in the middle of the night and ate." β
Me: "......"
Fu Lingye's patience had reached the limit, and he pulled me, his head began to be confused, and he didn't think about it for a while.
He 'pulled' the box from my hand, and after quickly 'getting' it, his tone was cold and hard, "Little girl, do you suspect that Lao Tzu did it with someone else?" Lao Tzu has such a little trust in you? β
I defended myself in a fragmentary tone: "But I really remember that there are three ...... left."
As soon as the words fell, he suddenly became ruthless, "What's in your head?" Always suspect that Lao Tzu wants to do it with other 'women'? Lao Tzu has been squeezed dry by you, do you still doubt it? β
"But...... Oops............"
"Do you dare to doubt Lao Tzu? Do you dare? 'Get' won't kill you! β
When it was finally over, I took a shower and walked out with trembling legs, and he snorted and threw the box on the bedside table, "Think about it yourself, how many did you see at the beginning." β
Rolled onto the 'bed' and pulled the air conditioner over his body, "I really remember it was three, and I thought we were a little bit ...... that way"
"That excessive? Which is excessive? He laughed and slapped my ass hard at the covers, "I wish I had it once a day, not every two or three days." β
I screamed, hurriedly wrapped myself in a quilt and jumped out of the 'bed' to find underwear in the wardrobe to put on, put on a nightgown, remembered that the clothes were not confiscated, and trembled out of the room, walked to the balcony, saw my clothes fell on the ground, picked them up and found that they were all dirty, so I only accepted Fu Lingye's clothes, and threw the clothes that the two of them changed today and the clothes that were 'dirty' into the washing machine.
It's just that I can't help but wonder in my heart, I mop the floor every other day on the balcony, and we live so high, there is almost no dust like the bottom floor, and there is no wind on such a hot day, why did Fu Lingye's clothes hang on it well, and my clothes all fell to the ground? And even if it falls on the ground, every piece is so dirty?
It's a bit puzzling.
When I returned to the room, I found Fu Lingye standing at the window 'smoking', and I immediately shouted: "Fu Lingye, you are 'smoking' in the room again!" β
When he saw me coming in, he quickly extinguished the cigarette butt, closed the window, and justified his behavior vigorously, "The smell didn't come in." β
"'Bastard', I told you dozens of times not to 'smoke' in the room! The first two times I 'smoked' it, and I actually smoked the house with my perfume again! β
"Fart, I've done this once, and you kicked off the 'bed' and locked out of the 'door'!"
"Without quibbling, I've found out that my perfume has been sprayed twice."
He directly reached out and pinched my ass, "Don't fart, you don't have a good head, maybe you used 'mix' yourself and don't know." β
I was going to grab him in the face, and he picked me up and threw me on the bed.
Just after a protracted affair, where did I still have the strength to mess with him, so I had to surrender, "I was wrong, I was wrong, I used 'mix' myself." β
Fu Lingye let me go, went to bed, leaned on the book, I thought to myself that next time I caught you red-handed, see how you quibble!
After wiping his face, he got on the 'bed', leaned on Fu Lingye's shoulder, and saw the all-French book he was reading at a glance, his head was dizzy, and he slid to his 'chest' to play with his mobile phone.
After playing for a while, I felt bored, so I went to 'Sao' to disturb Fu Lingye.
"Fu Lingye, tell me about when you were a child."
"What are you talking about?"