Chapter 14: I think you're lying to me

The secretary in the driver's seat looked at his nose and nose, and tried not to look behind him.

Fu Zhuoyi didn't speak, and he didn't dare to drive.

Shi Yan was at a stalemate with him, wanting to do something, but she couldn't put it down, and there were people in front of her.

She silently moved half an inch in his direction, and stroked him somewhere.

She and Fu Zhuoyi were close to each other, and they were both dressed in black, and from Jiang Ming's point of view, the two of them seemed to be hugging each other.

But only Fu Zhuoyi knew that Shi Yan's eyes at the moment were like the snow-white feathers of a white pheasant, with a hook, gently and seductively brushing his heart.

It seems to be pleading, but also soft.

His dark eyes, as if soaked in ink, blurred into a deep anger that was too thick to dissolve.

Shi Yan was beating a drum in her heart, and the seductive expression was pretended by her.

After she provoked him and got into his car so blatantly.

Fu Zhuoyi didn't stop it, but the anger in the corners of his eyes couldn't be hidden.

Shi Yan inexplicably remembered the suffocating feeling from being choked by the neck, and her smooth fingers shrunk.

The gap between the body's retreat.

The partition between the front and rear seats of the car was raised, and Fu Zhuoyi leaned forward and pressed her upper body.

The glass windows thumped.

"Drive."

The assistant in front didn't make a sound, but Shi Yan felt that the car was driving at a constant speed.

She wanted to pull away, but sensitively touched the changes in his body.

The two are almost negative now, using Taj perfume, the taste and breath are entangled, and Shi Yan doesn't know who the fragrance belongs to.

Fu Zhuoyi's eyes were pitch black, as if she had been swept by a strong wind, and between the surging waves, she set off monstrous waves, and her breath seemed to be grabbed by him.

Shi Yan didn't dare to act rashly, she was in a hurry just now, afraid that he would drive herself down impulsively.

Fu Zhuoyi felt her retreat, her hard chin shrugged, and the corners of her thin lips raised in sneer.

"What, scared?"

"I'm afraid...... What am I afraid of? ”

As he said this, his hand was stiffly pressed against Fu Zhuoyi's chest.

She can be cheeky when Fu Zhuoyi shirks in every possible way, or she can disregard her dignity and try her best to tempt him.

But Fu Zhuoyi's wisher took the bait, but she didn't dare.

Fu Zhuoyi's long legs overlapped and let go of the hand that bound her.

Leaning back, his thin eyelids lifted up, and he glanced at her lightly.

The gaze is obscure.

Shi Yan is always reluctant to give up such an opportunity, if she hadn't been bold enough to follow Jing Xi's car, Fu Zhuoyi might have gone to Jing Xi's bed in the morning now.

Thinking of this, she felt a thorn in her heart.

Her tone seemed to be pressing fire, but she was light and light.

"Jing Xi came to perform, and you came with you."

Fu Zhuoyi stared at her, his eyes dark, but he didn't say a word.

He went to get the cigarette in his pocket again, the same as the one in the master bedroom of Qiwuyuan, and Shi Yan snuffed out his cigarette before he lit it.

His right hand grabbed him by the neckline, "What about you, I ask, speak." ”

Fu Zhuoyi lifted his eyelids, his lacquered eyes seemed to carry the cold wind of Siberia, and they seemed to be pasted with an ice blade, slashing on Shi Yan's face inch by inch.

"I don't see them all."

Shi Yan was furious, but she couldn't spread the fire.

I almost couldn't restrain my temper, but the message on WeChat reminded her.

Fu Zhuoyi still seems to like the Huairou policy, and it is better to speak with physical contact.

No, after one night's work, she was added back.

But it is impossible for her to delete things in the circle of friends.

Her lips were almost close to his ear, and her breath grinded like a feather dipped in water.

"I think you're lying to me."

Fu Zhuoyi swallowed his Adam's apple with restraint, his straight spine almost tense.

Shi Yan saw his change, he took a step back, and his thin waist took a step closer.