Big hands lead small hands.

Fu Sihan's recent skin has developed in a more honey-colored direction, and Ye Wanqing's skin has always been snow-white. The two overlapped each other, which was originally a very harmonious picture, but in Fu Zhiyi's eyes, it was particularly dazzling.

She rushed straight up.

Neither of them reacted, Ye Wanqing was pushed hard by her, leaned back, and fell backwards.

"Late Qing !!"

Fu Sihan reached out and grabbed it, but the speed was still slow, and his fingers only touched her smooth skin, and gently slid from his fingertips.

His pupils contracted violently.

I only saw Ye Wanqing's delicate and slender body, falling from the second floor. Fortunately, there was a gap in the middle that eased a little, and she landed on a piece of cloth, and then gently went to the first floor.

"Ye Wanqing! Ye Wanqing!! ”

Fu Sihan kept roaring on the second floor, and his pupils were full of blood red.

Ye Wanqing struggled on the ground for a few seconds and got up.

She didn't seem to be doing anything, and patted the dirt off her body. There is a large area of dirt at the back of this bar, which may not have been repaired. However, it also happened to give Ye Wanqing a chance to ease, the relaxation of the cloth from the first floor to the second floor, and the buffer of the soil, she really had nothing to do.

I didn't go straight to the hospital like the first time.

Ye Wanqing patted her chest and looked up.

She heard Fu Sihan's beast-like roar, and she also saw Fu Zhiyi's indifferent appearance.

If it weren't for her fate.

Fu Zhiyi is really a madman, which is why Ye Wanqing is reluctant to entangle with her. Just ask a normal person, how can he be compared to a madman.

Man is afraid of death.

But the madman is not afraid of anything.

Ye Wanqing erected an international friendly gesture and aimed at Fu Zhiyi. Then before the two people upstairs could react, they limped away.

"Count her fate."

Fu Zhiyi's tone was full of regret, "Why didn't you fall to her death." ”

A hint of pity flashed in her eyes, and her understated tone made her hairs stand on end if anyone listened to it.

"Brother." After Fu Zhiyi solved Ye Wanqing's matter, he began to find trouble with Fu Sihan.

But she is still relatively gentle with him. Pink nails gently slid across Fu Sihan's sturdy arms, "What did you do with her last night?" You're really not good, I obviously said not to associate with her, why don't you listen to me. And you don't answer my phone, if I hadn't come to Shangcheng, I would have been hidden from you, right? ”

She seemed to reproach Fu Sihan, but as if she didn't, "You say, how do you want to compensate me." ”

Fu Zhiyi is like a delicate little girl, who is coquettish with her beloved boy, completely ignoring that there was such a terrible thing that happened before.

Fu Sihan didn't speak.

With his hands propped up on the balcony, his head hung down, not knowing what he was thinking.

His bulging muscles became unusually noticeable as he was tense. Seeing that Fu Zhiyi's eyes were hot, he stretched out his hand to go up.

Haven't touched it yet.

Fu Sihan suddenly turned to look at him, his blood-red eyes glared at Fu Zhiyi, "Are you finished?" ”

"Nope!" Fu Zhiyi didn't perceive the danger, stomped his feet as usual, and coquettishly slammed at him, "You have to compensate me, and people will sleep with you." You've never slept with me in your arms, why can a, it's not fair......"

The words are not finished yet.

A huge palm wind struck, and the snap sound could be said to be deafening.

Fu Zhiyi was crumbling by this slap, and his hands were propped up on the edge of the balcony, so that he did not let his body fall. But what she cared more about than falling down was that she was actually slapped by Fu Sihan.

From the moment she was sent to Fu Sihan, everyone was respectful to her, even Fu Sihan himself, he had to be obedient to her.

She's used to it.

So she acted willfully and wantonly insulted anyone, especially those who dared to approach Fu Sihan.

She regarded Fu Sihan as her possession and did not allow anyone to covet it.

However, now, she was actually beaten by Fu Sihan.

Fu Zhiyi's eyes were full of incredulity, she touched her beaten face, red and swollen and painful face when touched, telling her that none of this was a dream.

She laughed, tears of laughter falling, "You actually hit me." My dear brother, it doesn't matter if you hit me, you can hit me whenever you want. But if it's for that, I won't allow it. ”

"You're really crazy."

Fu Sihan had long known that Fu Zhiyi was a madman, but every time he met her, she would refresh the ceiling.

The hand he slapped Fu Zhiyi trembled slightly, and he didn't want to stay any longer.

I'm afraid I can't help but slap her again.

"Don't go! Where are you going! Do you want to go to that mean woman! Fu Zhiyi reached out and grabbed Fu Sihan's arm, "Don't go, if you dare to go, I'll send someone to find trouble with the." You say, how can you torture her? For women, the most important thing is not chastity, if you go to her, I will find a few men to force her......"

Syllable.

Another slap in the face.

This time, Fu Zhiyi was knocked to the ground.

It's heavier than the last slap.

"Ahem......" Fu Zhiyi fell to the ground and coughed twice. A rusty smell welled up in my throat, and I opened my mouth to speak, but I couldn't say anything. Blood seemed to bubble up from her mouth first, dripping onto the ground, forming a pool of blood.

"You should be glad I never hit a woman."

Otherwise, he would have beaten her half to death by now.

Fu Sihan couldn't bear it anymore, he was fed up with days like this, "Fu Zhiyi, if your purpose is to drive me crazy, then you succeeded." ”

He lifted his leg and left.

Fu Zhiyi's intuition told her that there was something in Fu Sihan's words, and there was a deep meaning hidden in it. She couldn't understand, but she vaguely sensed a danger, a threat from herself.

"Don't go, what are you going to do!"

Fu Zhiyi couldn't get up for a long time, so he reached out to grab Fu Sihan's trouser leg, but all he caught was a touch of air.

Fu Sihan casually found a piece of clothing and pants to put on, changed his shoes, and walked out of the bar.

He took out his phone and made a call that he thought he wouldn't make for a long time.

"Hey."

Soon, it was picked up over there.

Fu Boyan's deep voice came from inside, and it was somewhat similar to Fu Sihan's voice, only it was more deep and old, "Speak." ”

"Father."

It's been a long time since he's called his dad so affectionately, "I'm going home." ”

The home that Fu Sihan said was not the villa in Shangcheng, but the Fu family in the imperial city.

His return home means that something big has happened, and Fu Boyan also understands, "Okay, I will send someone to pick you up." ”