“…… Although the progress is faster, if he sincerely asks to marry, it is okay to marry into the Fu family first. ”

"The beauty you think, this time the big boss is a type who will never take the initiative."

"Oh, then I'll attack."

It was originally her who attacked him, which is not difficult.

Fire Ear: "......" returns its reserved host.

There was a knock on the door outside, and Shi Huan stood in front of the mirror for a while, making sure that he opened the door slowly.

Blocking the door was the man who had just forced her to drink.

"Miss Sheng has been in the bathroom for a long time, so long that I'm a little worried about whether you were washed away by the sewer, and I plan to ask someone to go down to catch you."

The playful eyes and flirtatious tone are really annoying anywhere.

Shi Huan's beautiful peach blossom eyes were slightly raised, and her delicate face showed a little fierceness:

"Let's make way when I'm done, oh, yes," she smiled, her white fingers covering her nose:

"The taste in your mouth is too bad, I sincerely recommend that you talk less if you are fine."

Kuo Shao: Is this a satire on his bad mouth?

"Sheng Huan, how long are you going to make trouble?"

Zhou Qichen was forced to drink a few glasses of wine, his face turned red, and his slightly drunk state made him look even more fierce.

He felt that it might be because the wine was too hurtful for Miss Shanda's self-esteem.

She only makes a fuss when she is stimulated.

However, it should be enough to make trouble for so long, she is no longer the little princess of Fengcheng, and she has no capital to make trouble.

Shi Huan's face was very light, and he said in the tone of the superior:

"Zhou Qichen, pay attention to the attitude you say."

She pushed away Kuo Shao who was in the way with her bag, her high heels fell down the steps, and she looked at everyone with a smile:

"Have you forgotten that I am the real master of the prosperous world. If you want to talk about business, I'll accompany you. For such a thing as drinking, look for my subordinates. ”

His eyes gestured to Zhou Qichen, and in one sentence, the identities of the two were corrected.

Ban Cuntou shook his red wine glass locally, "It's not interesting to drink too much with men, I just want to drink with you today." ”

Shi Huan blinked, looking charming and cute:

"Just think about it, you are only worthy of lifting my shoes, not drinking with me."

When Sheng Huan was still a little princess, she was in contact with top celebrities.

However, in the box, except for the board inch, there is no one who is familiar.

It shows that they are just like that, poor dicks in the rich.

The other men were furious, but Ban Cuntou suddenly laughed.

Miss Shanda, she should be domineering and cute.

He didn't say anything, and drank the wine in his hand.

Asked meaninglessly: "Isn't Miss Sheng going to like Zhou Qichen anymore?" ”

Shi Huan pursed his lips and looked at him: "We're all grown up, don't keep talking about the past." Zhou Qichen and I are just subordinates. By the way, I am the daughter-in-law of the Fu family in Fengcheng, don't mess with mandarin ducks, be careful of misfortune. ”

That's a proper threat.

Fengcheng Fu family, a hidden family that people are far away.

Fu Xiu of the Fu family, there are very few people who have seen him, but they have heard a lot of rumors.

At a young age, he sat in the position of the head of the Fu family, turned his hands into clouds and covered his hands for rain, and he was a big guy who could never be provoked.

However, what about Sheng Huan, who said that he was going to hang himself on Zhou Qichen's tree?

Hearing this, it was obvious that he wanted to abandon the tree and lean on Fu Dashan.

Although they are mixed, they don't take drugs today, and their brains are clear. Miss Sheng moved out of the Fu family herself, and no one dared to embarrass her anymore.

Ban Cuntou only noticed the first half of the sentence, she said that she and Zhou Qichen were in the past.

His eyes flashed with playfulness and imperativeness, and he ignored the words that followed.

Fu Xiu will not marry her.

At the same time, in the other corner of the city, low-key luxury villas are brightly lit.

In the bedroom on the second floor, the man had just finished taking a shower, and only a pure white bath towel was wrapped around his waist.

The body is long, the muscles are tight, and the smooth and pronounced lines accentuate the perfect proportions.

He wiped his hair as he walked, and under the white towel was a finely carved face, with red lips and white skin, cold as the moon.