The male god of the wall: cute and black

Chapter 660 I'm Married (2)

Opening the door, just about to breathe a sigh of relief, suddenly, her arms tightened, and a pair of powerful big hands brought her into his arms. The domineering and powerful man gave her a punishing and fierce kiss.

Until her feet were weak and she had no strength at all, the man's magnetic low laughter came from her ears, and she was already on the bed, covered tightly with the quilt.

"Hey, rest first, I'll be back to accompany you later." The man kissed her forehead and tucked the quilt again.

"Yeah." Bai Chichi blushed and nodded softly, feeling sweet in her heart.

This time, the man finally left.

bar
Zhou Jue ordered a table of wine, red wine, beer, white chicken, cocktails, expensive and cheap.

"What's going on?" Fu Hei came over, sat across from him, and asked in a deep voice when he saw the man with an uneasy face.

"I'm married." The man raised his head, colorful, jumping and dazzling lights hit his face, he looked at him for a while, and said slowly.

Fu Hei's dark and deep eyes looked at him strangely. If he got married, then now should be his bridal chamber wedding night, shouldn't he be with the bride?

Drinking stuffy here, that girl must not be his favorite.

"Congratulations." Suppressing many doubts in his heart, he said in a cold tone.

"Aren't you going to ask who I married?" Zhou Jue probably had too much to drink, leaning back on the chair, looking at him with blurred eyes, and a wicked smile curled up at the corner of his mouth.

Fu Hei stared at him with deep eyes, waiting for him to continue.

"Hi..." He hiccupped, picked up a bottle, and took a few gulps.

"You won't be interested either. Come on, brother, stay with me until we get drunk." He motioned for him to take the wine on the table.

Fu Hei picked up a glass, and Zhou Jue, who was very drunk, brought the bottle over and touched him.

While drinking, Zhou Jue moved to Fu Hei's sofa from the opposite side, and seemed to be unconscious from drinking.

"Shall I take you back?" Fu Hei only drank a small cup, so his head was very clear. He saw the man on his shoulder, and endured the urge to push him away.

"Yes, go back, tonight is the young master's wedding night." Zhou Jue said with a smile, stood up, and fell down again within a second.

Fu He pouted, held his hand, and dragged him out of the bar.

He put him on the back seat and walked into the cab. The man lying in the back row suddenly sat up and said "drink" drunkenly.

Then, fell down again.

After a while, he sat up again, "drinking".

Then, fell down again.

So repeatedly, until he lived in the community.

As soon as the car was parked, the rear door was suddenly pushed open, and Zhou Jue jumped out from the back seat, vomiting profusely.

Fu Hei looked at him with disgust, and asked in a cold voice, "Which building do you live in?"

"I'll go on my own. Young master, I won't drink a thousand cups. I'm not drunk. Okay, you go back." He shook his body and waved his hands, meaning to let him go.

Fu Hei stared at him and walked a few steps in a pretense manner, saw him pressing the elevator, and then left after entering.

Unexpectedly, after he entered, he slowly slid down the elevator wall and fell to the ground.

When Fan Qingling returned to her place of residence, she had been nestling on the sofa in the living room, waiting for Zhou Jue to come back.

However, after waiting, it was twelve o'clock unknowingly, and when she heard the sound of Ding Dong, she opened her heavy eyelids, and the room was pitch black, and she hugged her arms tightly as she felt a cool feeling.

(End of this chapter)