Chapter 8: How can it be simply over

Fu Jinxi's expression of speech was excellent, and her melancholy appearance really made Zhou Sihe pay more attention.

She put her hand on his shoulder, wrapped her arms around his head, and leaned in to kiss him shallowly.

"I heard that Su Shi went to the police station today, it should be reported that I smashed his head, and I will probably go to jail soon."

Fu Jinxi spoke, paused, and added: "It's obvious that he owes a beating!" ”

doesn't know anything wrong, like a little white rabbit grinding his teeth and ready to bite again.

After the surface of anger, she stared at Zhou Si and the pair of dark eyes as deep as a well, pinching the tips of his ears for a while, as if she wanted to remember this last warm time as much as possible.

The tips of her ears were kneaded and red by her little by little, but she didn't change her face when she looked at the man.

It's a pity not to be a monk with this shallow lust......

Zhou Sihe obviously felt that the fingertips of rubbing his ears stopped.

He hooked his fingers on the armrest of the chair, pressing the urge to grab her hand and signal her to continue.

He sat up a little straighter, and his posture was leisurely like a lion with his hair brushed.

At this time, Fu Jinxi listened to him respond loudly: "If you go to jail because of this incident, you really deserve it." ”

Fu Jinxi: "......"

Zhou Sihe, no conscience!

She cursed secretly in her heart, and stepped on the ground with her dangling feet, ready to get up from him, but he reached out and wrapped her waist around her waist, and pressed back into his lap to sit down.

"Don't want to go in?"

"Nonsense, who would want to go to jail, but it's true that I also take care of it, Su Shi has to really pursue it, it's a big deal to go in and squat for a few years."

Fu Jinxi snorted coldly, with a stubborn face.

Zhou Sihe looked at her now that she was not pretending at all, and she was completely prepared for the worst, which made his face a little solemn.

Fu Jinxi didn't know what he was doing all of a sudden, and pinched the palm around her waist hard, pinching her and almost feeling like a piece of meat was going to be scratched off, and it hurt to death.

She struggled to her feet, her nails scratching at the back of his hand.

"It hurts! Dare to love is not your waist, you are not distressed. Fu Jinxi covered the pinched position hard, but it still hurt a lot.

She wanted to lift up the hem of her clothes to take a look, but she glanced at Zhou Sihe, and then stuffed the clothes she pulled out into her skirt.

He doesn't like this look!

"Come here, I'll take a look." Zhou Sihe ordered, stretched out his hand and dragged her in front of him again.

The hem of the skirt was tucked into the skirt, and as soon as he pulled it, he lifted it up, revealing the thin waist that was pinched red.

His fingertips were a little cold, and the area where he was pinched was red and hot.

When she was examined by Zhou Sihe, Fu Jinxi could clearly feel the coldness wandering and depicting, until that little bit of coldness was assimilated by her body temperature and turned into a vague itch.

The itch is little by little, slowly moving up the back spine.

Fu Jinxi slammed down Zhou Sihe's arm, and the two looked at each other.

I don't know how long the stalemate lasted, but Zhou Sihe's palm against her back retreated little by little.

"If you want to go in yourself, I can give you a ride at any time."

"I don't want to."

"It's not very clear, since you don't want to, what is there to worry about. The emotional game you want to play, isn't it over yet, Fu Jinxi? ”

Zhou Sihe's tone of voice was light, and it was still impossible to tell whether his interest in her was strong, or whether he was simply looking for her to pass the time and have fun.

But a little reminder is obvious.

She can play when she wants, and end it when she wants, does he seem to be such a good talker!