Chapter 6: The False Prodigal Son

[Ji Shao, Miss Qiu has already left the hospital. 】

The mobile phone screen showed such a sentence, and Ji Shuhua got up from the KTV box.

"Shuhua, don't you play?" Some brothers noticed his movements.

Ji Shuhua hugged his suit jacket and glanced at the mahjong table: "Continue to watch you lose money to me?" ”

The level of underbeating in the words makes people hate itchy.

But who made this guy have good luck and crazy capital.

The brothers glanced at each other and faced the door in unison.

"Whoever has won the money, a treatβ€”"

Ji Shuhua lazily put on his blazer, and his leather boots rubbed against the smooth floor: "The luck is too good, it's boring!" ”

The brothers' three views are shattered.

Won their money, and provoked, this guy really doesn't talk about martial arts!

"Shuhua, what's so good about a woman like Qiu Shiman, who is worthy of your guard?"

Ji Shuhua was sharp-tongued: "It's better than what you chose." ”

"Use your reputation to play games with her, and you are not afraid to go back and be scolded!" There is no shortage of fiery eyes among the brothers, "If you want me to say, isn't it right to marry a well-known person, if you want a company to go bankrupt, and your parents are dead, you will be a cheap goblin...... Ahh

For the first time, Ji Shuhua fell out of control with a woman, lost control of his emotions, and beat his brother.

He twisted his wrist, stood up, looked condescendingly at his brother who had been beaten out of his nosebleed, and said coldly.

"Don't let me hear bad things about her."

The brothers were dumbfounded, usually an ascetic male god, in order to pursue women, made himself a sea king who read countless women, what is the picture?

Handsome and rich have an identity, but choose a scumbag, what is the picture?

The good time at night is not jumping, not indulging, running to play with the goblins, what's the picture?

The beaten brother raised his hand tremblingly and said to the other brothers: "Do you feel ...... Shuhua is like a male moral pacesetter? ”

"Yo, I was beaten so badly, and I still talk about it."

"This is something you don't understand, it's interesting for such a big brother to follow."

Qiu Shiman was bored, returned to the apartment, and as soon as she came out after washing, she saw a little spark shining at the end of the shadow.

Ji Shuhua was sitting there, smoking.

Tut.

When did this guy come back?

She approached and squinted at him with her arms crossed: "Ji Shao is not going home?" ”

As soon as she asked this, a strong arm rolled over and shackled her to the sofa.

Pressed against his chest, he could almost feel his scrambled breathing.

"Before eight o'clock, you washed up, didn't you just wait for me to come?"

His free fingers restlessly landed on the edge of the bath towel.

Move up.

Qiu Shiman scolded nervously: "Ji Shao is so idle every night? ”

"Hey, there's a chance!"

The old lady has never seen such narcissism.

Qiu Shiman raised her hand and hugged Ji Shuhua's neck, her face expressionless: "You say, do you want to suffocate to death in an instant, or do you want to stop what you do for a good time." Where, count less, you choose? ”

"Peony flowers die under ......" Ji Shuhua decided that Qiu Shiman did not dare.

But this ridicule ...... The leprechaun almost choked him.

Ji Shuhua let go, sat up on his knees, and said helplessly: "Murdering your boyfriend is your loss." ”

"The world is so big, there are many two-legged men."

Depend on.

Ji Shuhua stood up and was depressed: "Come back after taking a bathβ€”β€”"

Ji Shuhua, who rushed into the bathroom depressed, splashed his slightly hot face with cold water in both hands.

He just couldn't understand why Qiu Shiman's heart couldn't tolerate him?

As long as she has a little place in her heart, even this life can be given to her!

Can it be ...... She just doesn't love herself.