Chapter Forty-Seven: A Stand-In, She's Ruthless and Sultry
In the end, Jiang Qi was already confused.
Fu Xinghe was obviously clumsy at the beginning, but he seemed to be extremely talented in this area, and in the end, he actually improved by leaps and bounds, and directly kissed Jiang Qi all over his body.
By the time she reacted, her legs had already wrapped around Fu Xinghe's narrow waist, and the clothes on her upper body had already detached from their original position.
Jiang Qi supported Fu Xinghe's shoulders and couldn't say a word, he could only look down at his expression.
But at this time, he met Fu Xinghe's eyes, his forehead was full of crystal sweat, down his red cheeks, sliding down to his chin, and finally dripping, so sexy that he couldn't talk about it.
It was obviously dripping on the ground, but Jiang Qi felt that it was dripping on his heart.
Fu Xinghe smiled and made Jiang Qi think of the demon concubine of the country of calamity.
What about the princes of the Beacon Theater? Such a person, she is willing to give it away.
"Be my girlfriend?"
Fu Xinghe sent Jiang Qi up, and then bit her chin, this time very lightly.
Jiang Qi smiled like a flower: "Okay, Mr. Fu." ”
Fu Xinghe's eyes lit up, and he didn't speak again, but eagerly resealed Jiang Qi's lips.
Just when Jiang Qi felt that Fu Xinghe's hand was becoming more and more dishonest, the door was suddenly knocked from the outside.
Immediately followed by Tang Huifan's voice: "Mr. Fu, can you talk about it?" ”
This voice pulled Jiang Qi back to reality, and his strength reappeared, and he got down from Fu Xinghe at once, stood against the wall, and sorted out his clothes.
Then he looked at Fu Xinghe and asked him what he wanted to do?
Fu Xinghe's face was full of unhappiness, and while elegantly arranging his clothes, he pursed his lips and looked at Jiang Qi.
This look always made Jiang Qi feel a taste of grievance.
But Jiang Qi didn't think much about it, just leaned over and said, "You can see it, I don't think Tang Huifan will hurt us."
"You trust him." Fu Xinghe grabbed Jiang Qi's hand and played with her fingers, his tone was light and light.
"He's a ······ of keeping his word." Jiang Qi's words came to an abrupt end, and his eyes stopped on Fu Xinghe's face.
This person was still laughing, and it looked normal, but Jiang Qi just felt that this person was angry.
She didn't get bored, and even thought this person was too cute.
She approached him with a smile and said in a cute tone: "Fu Xiansen~ Are you jealous?" ”
Fu Xinghe's face was expressionless, but his hand hugged Jiang Qi tightly: "Can't you?" Ms. Jiang? ”
"Absolutely." Jiang Qi smiled and fell into Fu Xinghe's arms.
But soon, Jiang Qi ran over and opened the door, and said to Tang Huifan outside: "Mr. Tang, I'm inside." ”
As he spoke, his tone turned cold: "You can't hurt my subject." Otherwise······"
Tang Huifan paused and whispered, "Object? ”
Then he laughed: "Of course." ”
Fu Xinghe walked out and looked at Tang Huifan, and no one saw the spark between the two eyes.
Fu Xinghe: "Mr. Donald." ”
"Mr. Fu."
The two shook hands, and then Tang Huifan made a gesture of please: "Please, Mr. Fu." ”
Jiang Qi took the initiative to hold Fu Xinghe's arm: "And me, I'm with him." ”
Tang Huifan swept over their intertwined hands, then nodded and smiled, "Of course you can." ”
Jiang Qi always felt that he had forgotten something, and after walking far away, he finally remembered, and hurriedly asked Fu Xinghe beside him: "That young man, you don't have much family, right?" ”
"I knocked me unconscious, tied it up and threw it on the bed."
Jiang Qi: !!
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In the room, the boy on the bed was still struggling: "Hmm. ”
Someone, help, what's going on?