Zhou Fusheng pinched her wrist, and slammed the door with the other hand, pushing her to the cold corner, she had never seen such a gloomy Zhou Fusheng.

"Are you crazy?" She scolded angrily, her wrist was clenched red and painful, and she wanted to break free but couldn't exert her strength, so she let him squeeze it.

"Let go! Let me go! ”

Song Jingyu couldn't break free and kicked his calf twice, but the person in front of him was like a wall, no matter how he beat it, he didn't move.

There was a moment of froze.

Zhou Fusheng's hand loosened slightly, and he said in a cold voice: "Song Jingyu, what do you want to do?" ”

"Shouldn't I have asked you?" A trace of inexplicable emotion flashed in Song Jingyu's eyes, "What do you want to do?" Do you have to humiliate me in this way? ”

"Humiliation?"

"That's right! Humiliate! Isn't it humiliating for you to find a woman in front of me? Zhou Fusheng, I'm just trying to make you fresh, what qualifications do you have to humiliate me? ”

Zhou Fusheng suddenly felt funny, and repeated what she had just said, "Fresh? ”

She sneered and laughed, her clear eyes filled with mist, "Or is it up to you?" ”

"Zhou Fusheng, do you really think I like you so much?"

It may be that she was too calm when she said this.

So calm that she couldn't believe it was what she could say.

However, Zhou Fusheng's expression was still indifferent, without any emotional ups and downs, as if it was none of his business.

After a while, he smiled darkly and sneeringly, "Yes." ”

Song Jingyu looked at him suspiciously, "What?" ”

"Don't you want to wrap me? OK. Zhou Fusheng relaxed the strength in his hands, lowered his posture slightly, and set off the wildness of beast pupils in his deep eyes.

Song Jingyu hugged his waist tightly and approached him, "I said it, I can't go back?" ”

He lowered his eyes, pursed his lips, and let out a faint epilogue: "Hmm." ”

"I can't find another woman." She hooked her lips, and the warm breath fell on his face.

Zhou Fusheng leaned over and nodded, and the slightly cool temperature covered her lips.

All she felt was breathing.

The fierce heartbeat and scorching breathing diffused in her ears together, causing Song Jingyu to be a little out of breath.

She tilted her head and nudged him so that there was breathing distance between them.

Then there was a knock at the door.

Burst after burst.

Song Jingyu raised her voice and asked, "Who?" ”

Jiang Chongzhou's voice came from outside the door, "It's me, how are you?" Feeling better? ”

As soon as Song Jingyu wanted to answer, she was tightly clamped by Zhou Fusheng's wrist.

With his other hand around her waist, he took a step back and pushed her back against the door, a tingling sensation coming from behind her, something hard and hard stuck in her waist, perhaps the doorknob.

She snorted in pain, but she covered her mouth very soberly to prevent the sound from leaking out of her lips and teeth.

"What are you afraid of?" Zhou Fusheng seemed to be smiling, and grabbed her waist, and the strength in his hands was still tightening.

It hurt so much that she was going to suffocate.

"Zhou Fusheng!" Song Jingyu gritted her teeth and endured it, but she still couldn't help but let out a low moan.

She didn't understand why Zhou Fusheng did this.

Maybe it's a whim, or maybe it's ...... Is it to take the opportunity to take revenge, in order to retaliate for her breaking his plan tonight, maybe the woman in the elevator had an awkward relationship with him?

Voices rang out outside the door again.

"Song Jingyu, are you there?" Jiang Chongzhou knocked on the door a few more times and asked tentatively.

Song Jingyu was bitten on the shoulder by Zhou Fusheng, gritted her teeth and replied, "I'm here!" Yes...... What's the matter? ”

"You don't feel well after drinking, I bought medicine for you, you open the door."

At this time, she dared to open the door.

If Jiang Chongzhou sees that she is having an affair with Zhou Fusheng, it is equivalent to giving up the opportunity to stay in the company.

Song Jingyu is not stupid.

She lowered her voice: "You can hang it on the doorknob, and I'll pick it up later." ”

"I'll leave when I get the medicine."

Listening to his words, the fingertips that grabbed her shoulder suddenly stopped.

In the next second, the door was opened by Zhou Fusheng.

Song Jingyu's center of gravity was unstable and almost fell backwards, but Zhou Fusheng pulled her in time.

His gloomy eyes shifted to Jiang Chongzhou, and an impatient voice came out of his throat: "Why don't you get out yet?" ”