Mr. Fu hurt her to the bone

Chapter 227 The smell and traces on her body are not his!
Fu Jingxing reached out to take the coat away, and threw it directly on the ground aside. He didn't even lift his eyelids, turned around and walked to the car, and said, "Follow me back."

Zhang Zhu looked at his indifferent and resolute back, and the circles of his eyes suddenly turned red bit by bit.

She stood there without moving, and the river wind swayed her long hair and dress. She stood on the high embankment, as if she was about to fly into the sky and become a fairy.

Fu Jing walked a few steps and stopped, turned around, and saw that she was standing there without moving, but her clothes were fluttering, and it was obviously such a short distance, but it seemed that there was a ravine that could not be crossed.

From far to near things, from relatives to husbands and wives.

Although they are not husband and wife, they have had skin-to-skin contact, slept in the same bed, when they were the closest, and when they are the most distant, there is no other time than this time.

There was a fire in his heart, and he questioned and wanted to say a lot to her, but in the end, he still couldn't even utter a single word.

Every time he backs down, he bows his head first, so, is it because of this that his weight and status in her heart will become lighter and smaller, and she will not care that he is angry or sad at all.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Zhangzhu just stood there with a sullen face. The words that he wanted to explain seemed to be blocked, and he could no longer speak.

She lowered her head, and shifted her gaze to the sparkling river: "Ask Gu Heng to send my luggage back to the hotel, I'll go back to the hotel."

Fu Jingxing seemed to smile, that smile tore a ridiculous gap in the calmness and indifference on his face, he kept looking at her, her face was blurred by the distance and the heavy light, but it was still amazingly beautiful .

He turned around, with his back straight, standing there like an orchid and jade tree. Pedestrians walked by in the distance, and the girls looked back at him from time to time, their eyes were shining brightly, but his face was getting colder and colder.

Her voice sounded again and again, and was blown to the ears by Jiang Feng: "...Thank you for the elder sister's matter, I will collect the money as soon as possible, and return it to you..."

He clenched his fists suddenly, turned around, and approached her step by step.

Zhangzhu's heart was trembling, and she subconsciously stepped back, he took a step closer, she took a step back, until finally, she retreated to the edge of the river embankment, stepped on the ground, and almost fell down the steps...

She was pulled into his arms by him, and when she hugged her slender waist and pressed it to her chest, her heart was still beating, as if it was about to pop out of her cavity, her face was pale, her back was drenched with cold sweat, her arms Her legs were weak and swinging, and she could hardly stand in his arms.

There was a faint smell of smoke in her hair, and the smell of wine scattered on the skirt of her clothes. The smell of smoke was not his, and the smell of wine was not the kind he was used to drinking. It was the smell and imprint left by other men. Like that big man coat, a sarcastic provocation.

The flames rushed from the blood vessels to the limbs and veins, wandering around the whole body, unable to find an outlet to vent, he grabbed her wrist, dragged her to the car, and locked the door.

The car galloped back to the villa. Just like that night, he dismissed the servant and almost dragged her all the way back to the bedroom on the second floor.

　Dear friends, ask for tickets~~~ The beauties who handed over the tickets, the president has a pair of beautiful breasts like Zhuzhuer~~~ o(∩_∩)o
　　
　
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