"Damn, which onion is Fu Xizhou, I will scare him?"

The man named Yang Zheng was still full of anger, but he didn't move forward.

The light of the box swept across his hesitant face, and he put down the cruel words, but there was no next move.

I thought it was a waiter with no background, and I was bullied and bullied, but I didn't expect to have something to do with Fu Xizhou.

The Fu family was at its peak, and when it came to Fu Jinghuai's generation, the company became a giant, and in recent years, he has been obsessed with public welfare undertakings, and various social relations have been maintained very well.

The rich circle has to give three points of thin noodles.

As for his son Fu Xizhou.

He has his own small circle, and in the past few years, he has devoted himself to his career, rarely has a night pu, and basically does not mix with this circle.

But there has always been a legend of him in the circle.

The eldest young master belongs to the type of "if people don't offend me, I won't offend anyone, but if people offend me, I will fight back", his temper is not good, and the fight is ruthless enough, so it's best not to offend him.

Su Yingyue looked at him coldly, and saw that this cowardly bag was nothing more than that.

Seeing that there were people around with mobile phones and filming, they suddenly became nameless.

It was her who had a party today, and when things got bigger, they came to Fu Xizhou, or they were criticized on social networks, and she was the one who was unlucky enough to be scolded.

"Yang Zheng, what are you arguing about, hurry up and go to the hospital to bandage it."

Yang Zheng couldn't swallow this breath, and pointed at Mingsheng to sue her for deliberately hurting people.

"Then call the police."

Ming Sheng's shoulders were straight, and his expression was awe-inspiring, "Let the police check the surveillance and let them see why you got the wine bottle." ”

The scene was tug-of-war, Su Yingyue gave her companion a look, and her companion pulled the scolding man away.

Su Yingyue was really annoyed by Ming Sheng.

It's okay to be poor and sour, but the personality is not pleasant, thinking that it is Qingcheng University, do you really think that you are the proud daughter of the sky?

She waved her hand calmly in the direction where Ming Sheng was, as if she was chasing a swarm of pesky flies, "What are you still pestle for?" I've been messed up by you, so let's go, don't get in my way. ”

Immediately, his body twisted, and he was impetuous, fanning the wind with his hand: "Bad luck is dead." ”

Out of KTV.

Zhao Yiqing went to buy a bottle of ice water and handed it to Ming Sheng, who was sitting by the fountain: "Senior sister, give it, it will be more comfortable to put on ice." ”

"Thank you."

Mingsheng at night, his eyebrows and eyes are calm, looking up at the stars.

The moon stars are scarce, and on unlucky days, even the stars are reluctant to show their faces.

The sky is dark, and so is the mood.

The man's slap left deep marks on Ming Sheng's face, the red finger marks were still there, and half of his cheeks were slightly swollen.

Zhao Yiqing couldn't bear it.

Although the senior sister didn't say a word or cry, under her calm appearance, she exuded a sad sense of brokenness.

She's actually very sad.

Zhao Yiqing sat quietly with Mingsheng, and neither of them said a word, until Mingsheng's mobile phone rang several times, but she pinched it off.

There was a guy who had been calling and messaging her.

Zhao Yiqing turned his face and saw that the senior sister was drooping her eyelids and looking lonely.

Look down vertically.

Seeing that she was turning off her phone, the screen of her mobile phone was completely darkened.

"Senior sister, that Fu Xizhou...... ()”

She hesitated, "It's your boyfriend, right?" ()『Come on[]. See the latest chapters. Complete Chapter'()"

Mingsheng was silent, and she continued to swallow gently: "The classmate is his face fan, and he showed me a photo not long ago, although it is a little mushy, but he can also see it clearly......"

And she clearly remembered the face of the man who came to pick up her senior sister from work and blocked the knife for her with his bare hands.

The good-natured senior sister and handsome guy Fu Xizhou ......

This is a secret that she does not dare to tell outsiders in her heart.

Only today, she got a glimpse of more.

The senior sister's father drove for Fu Xizhou's family, and the two families were too different, and the road ahead may be full of obstacles.

Mingsheng listened quietly, not much of a reaction, just a bitter smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Isn't it amazing?" She murmured softly, "To the person who is messing around, report his name, than to report. The police are still easy to use. ”

"However, anyone can mention his name, but I can't."

She held her chin, and there was a little confusion in her eyes, "He wants to help me, but he can't help me justifiably." ”

"What are we?"

Zhao Yiqing turned his head, and the slap prints on Mingsheng's face were clearly visible.

There is still a little red blood at the corner of his mouth, which is shocking.

The man hit someone and killed him.

Zhao Yiqing didn't know if Fu Xizhou was a man who pitied the fragrance and cherished the jade.

Anyway, she died of grievances for her senior sister.

Is there anything more insulting than slapping a girl?

"Senior sister, are you okay?"

She opened her mouth worriedly, "Don't turn off the phone, tell Fu Xizhou quickly, just like last time in the fruit store, he will definitely protect you and find justice for you." ”

Mingsheng looked up at the starry sky.

Then he exhaled a breath of turbidity in his chest.

"Can he really do it?" She looked confused, "Protect me now, what about a year from now, ten years from now?" ”

"When I'm old and my skin is wrinkled, will he still care about me?"

Her clear and bright eyes met Zhao Yiqing's confused gaze, and she said in a sincere tone: "Qingqing, girls can also be very strong, let's not always think about letting men protect us." ”

"Otherwise, what difference is there between us and the prisoners?"

At night, Fu Xizhou drove Liao Qing off the driver's seat, and the speed did not go down 100 yards after speeding onto the highway, which frightened Liao Qing in the co-pilot's face to be blue and white, white and blue.

Stopping to refuel in the service area, Liao Qing opened the car door and vomited on the side of the road, took the cigarette handed by Li Jinger, and took a sharp puff, so that his face looked better. br />

"Fuck, why did he grow such a big love brain?"

Taking advantage of Fu Xizhou's irritable pacing on the other side of the road to make a phone call, Liao Qing and Li Jinger got together and vomited bitterness: "Ming Sheng was slapped in the face, and our brothers will be unlucky, if he is kicked by Ming Sheng in the future, what will we do with our brothers?" Will he be kicked as a punching bag? ”

Li Jinger glanced at Liao Qing angrily, "You have less crow's mouth." ”

Liao Qing pursed his lips, looked at Fu Xizhou, who was getting more and more irritable over there, and dusted off the ashes with his index finger.

"You said that he and Mingsheng have been hiding from their family for three years, and they are about to graduate, what are his plans?"

"Xu

() Aunt is such a face-saving person (), a lady who sits in the C position in the circle of noblewomen? ()"Come to []??, see the latest chapter?" Complete chapter'(), then you must desperately disagree with this marriage. ”

Li Jinger smoked and was silent.

He occasionally comes to a cigarette when he is tired, and tonight he took a two-hour roller coaster ride, Rao is a strong heart, and he also needs a cigarette to refresh himself.

Liao Qing talked to himself alone for a long time, and touched Li Jinger unwillingly.

"Hey, Jing'er, you can also say two words, they are all brothers, we can't leave him alone."

"You weigh it yourself, and you and I can control him?"

"What can I say?"

Li Jinger squinted his eyes and took a deep breath, popping out the cigarette butt that was only half left, and the firelight drew a beautiful arc in the air, and then suddenly extinguished: "I have grown such a big love brain, if I can't marry Mingsheng in the end, how will this matter end?" ”

Liao Qing glanced at Fu Xizhou, who was bothered and scratching his hair in the distance

Scratching my head, I was suddenly annoyed.

How can it end?

With Fu Xizhou's crazy appearance, it obviously can't end.

In the dark twilight.

The neon lights of the city outside the floor-to-ceiling windows are still shining, but late at night, every house in the neighborhood is dark, and most people in the city have fallen asleep.

The curtains were heavy, blocking out the outside light, and only a vague dark light leaked out of the cracks.

The door locked, and a tall figure pushed the door in, closing the door, and the body merged with the darkness.

"Shengsheng?"

"Are you there?"

He was cautious, seemingly unsure if there was anyone in the house at this point.

No one answered.

He reached out and subconsciously wanted to touch the light switch on the wall, and the figure curled up on the sofa moved, as if awakened in his sleep.

"Don't." She let out a frightened cry like a small animal at night, "Don't turn on the lights. ”

Fu Xizhou's fingertips stiffened when he touched the switch, and he retracted his fingers very obediently.

His eyes gradually adjusted to the dark environment, and with the pitiful light, he could catch Mingsheng curled up on the sofa at a glance.

My heart tightened.

"Why don't you go to bed?"

He approached her, his voice very soft, gentle and gentle as never before, "Will you take you to bed and sleep?" ”

Ming Sheng moved, turned his face to one side, his voice was lonely, and he spoke in a nasal voice, saying, "Fu Xizhou." ”

"You're back."

Fu Xizhou was stunned and didn't say anything for a while.

He was thankful for the barrier of the night.

Covering his messy short hair, anxious eyebrows, she quickly turned off her phone after that phone call, and she didn't know where to go, Tuo Liao Qing asked Qiao Yu, she didn't go back to school, the door of the coffee shop was closed, and there were vivid smiling faces of girls on the street, but there was no her.

There is also a rich second generation he knows, and the dispute that occurred at night has something to do with him, and the other party sent him the video he took with a smile.

Hang Erlang should send him a message.

[Xizhou, do you recognize, was it your driver's daughter who was slapped? ] Quite a fierce woman]

Fu Xizhou's eyes were cold and silent, and they were extremely cold.

Is she fierce?

Of course she is fierce, and no girl dares to take a desperate gamble and smash an empty wine bottle at a man's head.

But is she really fierce?

() Not fierce at all.

Half of his face was slapped by a man, and the whole person seemed to be fanned, stumbling on the edge of the sofa, and swaying and unsteady.

Fu Xizhou's thin lips were pursed, and his dark pupils were dark.

There was a raging flame in his chest, and the tongue of fire flew so high that it was about to swallow up reason.

All he saw was her stupidity.

For the sake of a stepsister who is not related by blood and has ignored her for many years, she took out what little loneliness she had left, and took such a big risk for an unworthy person.

She didn't know it.

If someone hadn't moved out his Fu Xizhou's name, she would have suffered more than an ear scraper tonight.

Along the way, Fu Xizhou was quite calm.

Drive calmly and look calmly.

No one saw that he was not far from going crazy.

With full eyes full of thoughts, I will catch someone later, hold her in my arms, how to teach her how to teach her sharply and viciously, and make her grow her brain.

But when he really stood in front of her, seeing her pitiful arms around her shoulders, twisting half of her white and clear face, a pair of injured pure eyes looked at him darkly, pretending that nothing had happened, but calling his name full of dependence, and softly said, You are back.

Fu Xizhou was defeated.

I was reluctant to kill her for a word.

I don't want to see her face half swollen on the side, and her wet eyes are holding back tears and not crying.

He was born with a golden key, and he had at his fingertips what many people could not pursue in their lifetimes.

He never knew what it was like to be sad.

But now, he really understands it.

So it was.

It's sour, some kind of emotional fullness, blocked in the chest, stuffy like the heart is pouring in the next heavy rain, sour like rain!