Chapter 45: The Passing Truth

The fingers of the joints were instantly red, however, it was too late to think about the pain.

As soon as Fu Li opened his eyes, a flawless side face was so close that he could even feel her breathing.

In an instant, the heart beat like a drum.

The ghost envoy asked, "Su Jin, perhaps....... Have you been to the last days? ”

When the words fell, even Fu Li was stunned, tensed up, lowered his head, and stared at the little girl in front of him.

Those deep and dark pupils were shallow and shallow, hiding hope.

Along the way, even if you have experienced too much from expectation to disappointment, as long as there is a slight possibility, you will not give up.

Ha?

Su Jin's face was full of confusion.

In her ears, the man's words just now were like encrypted calls, and only ****** remained, all of which were words that she couldn't understand.

What's the situation?

Which Chinese language is this?

Or are you bullying yourself for not understanding and deliberately scolding yourself?

Su Jin narrowed his eyes: "What did you say?" Say it again? ”

The little girl's blank expression came into view, Fu Li stiffened slightly, as if she had been doused with cold water, and her wildly beating heart sank little by little again.

She doesn't know.......

The corners of Fu Li's mouth hooked up a touch of bitterness, and gradually calmed down.

He said in a deep voice: "It's nothing. ”

On the surface, he seemed to look indifferent and was not affected by anything, but the clenched fist hanging by his side and the bulging tendons on his neck exposed the man's bad mood at the moment.

The sound of the task being completed came, and Su Jin didn't get to the bottom of it.

She has always been very tolerant of tools who can help earn lives.

Everything returned to calm, as if nothing had happened just now.

Suddenly, Yu Guang caught a glimpse of the faint pink on the cuffs, Fu Li twisted his eyebrows and slowly spoke.

"Miss Su, I hope you still remember our original agreement and don't cross the bottom line."

Superficial girlfriend, stand-in vase, right?

She understands!

Su Jin readily agreed: "Of course, Mr. Fu, don't worry, this time it was just an accidental meeting, no one will know, I'll leave immediately." ”

After speaking, he turned around and left, his back was crisp and neat, without nostalgia.

Immediately after, a voice came from behind him: "Wait! ”

Su Jin's footsteps paused slightly, and he turned his head suspiciously.

I saw that Fu Li looked helpless and pointed to the gate not far away, "Here." ”

"Oh, okay." Su Jin smiled obediently, glanced at the window with a little regret in his small eyes, walked out slowly, and closed the door by the way.

Alas!

How convenient it is to climb the window, you can go back to the lounge next door at once, and if you go outside, you have to hide from the camera and passers-by.

In an instant, the vast powder room was once again tranquil.

Fu Li wiped the water on the ground, sat back on the bench, supported his knee with one hand, and said nothing, not knowing what he was thinking.

A few minutes later.

The closed door was pushed open, and a figure recklessly entered.

"Oops, what's so good about a little milk dog!"

The people who came sighed as if the sky had fallen.

"Brother Liu, what's wrong with you?" Fu Li rubbed his temples with a faint pain, and his tone was slightly impatient.

Liu Zhishan had a bitter face, and shouted in his mouth: "The ideal type of my female goose is actually a young boy......."

After a pause, he muttered again: "This can't work!" What should I do if I am too young and unreliable, frizzy, and deceived? Isn't it fragrant when it's ripe? ”

Fu Li raised his eyebrows, roughly in the face of what had happened.

Liu Zhishan has always disliked the two stinky boys in the family and dreamed of a delicate and soft daughter.

So, the first time he saw Su Jinchu's stage, he became a fan.

When I went out just now, I guess I was using the name of my agent to seek benefits, and I went to the interview booth next door to eavesdrop.

Halfway through complaining, Liu Zhishan suddenly stopped, looked at the man next to him, and said, "An older person like you, who is steady and rational will take care of people, you say, right?" ”

The first glimpse flashed through my mind.

There seems to be a remnant of the temperature left by the little girl at the wrist.

Fu Li's eyes flashed slightly, and he didn't trace the sleeves of his lipstick-dyed shirt to cover back.

The tone was flat: "I don't care." ”