Fu Xicen appeared wrong after she had already put forward her fifth condition.

He began to become inattentive, especially in his eyes, and he couldn't concentrate all the time.

Since the beginning of this month, Fu Xicen has only touched alcohol a handful of times, and this time it has been more than a week since the last time he touched alcohol.

After a cup of belly, I gradually became a little unable to hold it.

Bai Qiao was actually afraid.

Because the other party is Fu Xicen, she put more than the dose that the medicine buyer said for ordinary people.

People say that it is a medicine that is poisonous, Fu Xicen was a little in a trance just a cup, and Bai Qiao's heart was even more empty.

And the man who was sitting quietly on the sofa with his chin propped up gradually became more wheezing at this time.

The bright light reflected the raised green tendons on the back of his hand, and the side of his face was perfectly curved, like a ghostly workmanship.

She swallowed her throat and bit her lower lip to call him, "Mr. Fu? ”

After a full minute, the man did not respond.

Bai Qiao got up and turned off all the lights in the room.

She glanced back at him in the hazy light and shadow of the cold temperature, then closed her eyes as if determined, and went to the bathroom.

The bright light in the bathroom shone on her slightly drunk cheeks, and Bai Qiao reached under the water, trying to wash away the inexplicable heat with cold water.

The face in the mirror was a little unreal, and his eyes were confused and frightened.

She is 25 years old and has been in the entertainment industry for ten years.

She knows very well that there are not many clean people in this circle, and the disgusting ones are even more disgusting, and she is even more convinced that if people fall, it will be a catastrophe.

And now, she's going to cut herself off.

……

When he went out, Fu Xicen was still nestled in the sofa, and his wheezing sound was heavier than just now.

Bai Qiao squatted in front of Fu Xicen and smiled like a flower: "Mr. Fu, you are drunk." ”

The woman's voice is particularly delicate, and she looks very smoky and flattering even if she doesn't do anything in front of him.

Fu Xicen's eyes were full of anger, but he was extremely sober.

He grabbed Bai Qiao's arm, but he never thought that the woman's distinct fingers were very cold, and the discomfort on her body would be reduced by half as soon as she held it.

Bai Qiao stared at him, and couldn't help but put his entire palm against his fiery palm, "Mr. Fu, you ......" so hot-

Before she could finish speaking, Fu Xicen pushed her away.

Bai Qiao sat down in front of the sofa, only having time to catch the majestic figure of him heading towards the bathroom.

She tugged at the corners of her mouth, her face cold.

Sure enough, are soldiers more self-disciplined and restrained than ordinary people?

But Bai Qiao still remembered that when the man sold medicine to her, he said, "It is comparable to the ancient Hehuansan, there is absolutely no way to solve it without male and female intercourse." ”

The bathroom door was not closed, and the sound of dripping water could be heard.

Bai Qiao blinked, and he actually felt that his body was even hotter, probably because of the glass of red wine.

She got up and headed for the bathroom, and as soon as she reached the door, a wall of people appeared in front of her.

There was a sound of the door being violently slammed against it.

She shuddered and looked up, her eyes crashing into his lustful eyes like a fawn.

The man's hair was half-wet, and water beads rolled down his eyebrows from deep within his hair.

The eyes were deeper, and there was a raging fire in them.

Fu Xizen's chest rose and fell violently, and his half-wet dark green T-shirt clung to his tense muscles.

His gaze was firmly fixed on her face, and in Bai Qiao's frightened gaze, the man pressed towards her step by step.

His low chuckle could be heard from the silent space: "So you thought about your own death before you came here?" ”

Bai Qiao couldn't stop retreating, and he moved forward step by step.

Right now, I can't even pretend to be calm.

She was forced into the bedroom by him, and the soft carpet beneath her feet made her even more unable to stand, and waves of cold sweat oozed from her back.

She couldn't help but grit her teeth, the fabric she wore inside her coat was probably almost wet.

Until she couldn't retreat, she didn't know what she had hit, and the whole person fell directly into the sofa, and her long hair was piled up messily on her chest.

Fu Xicen followed the trend, propped his hands on both sides of the armrests, leaned over and looked down at her.

He moved closer, his burning breath coming straight to her face, the heavy smell of alcohol spreading from between their noses.

Bai Qiao couldn't help frowning, his fingers clutching the sofa tightly.

"Who told you to do this? Well? Fu Xicen squinted his eyes and stared at her, and when he saw that she didn't answer, he raised his eyebrows again, "Zhou Yanqing?" ”

"Or ...... I'll call you an ambulance ...... "car......

In this posture of the two, Bai Qiao could easily see him when her eyes flickered, her face was slightly red, but her eyes were more scared.

She suddenly regretted it, as if she had just understood a fact at this moment: anyone can be provoked, but Fu Xicen must not be provoked.

Fu Xicen's right hand was raised, pressed against her fingers grasping the sofa, and twisted slowly.

Slowly grasped her wrist again, and then tightened: "The little girl has quite an idea, so I'll crush your bones first." ”

Bai Qiao's eyes widened in horror, "Fu Xicen - I, I, I ......"