Seeking love through marriage: Mr. is too arrogant

Fu Qingye came very quickly, and brought a group of people with him, carrying a chilling anger.

The entire cafe was emptied, leaving only the private room.

In the room, Jiang Xiaoliu was teasing Jiang Manxue like a cat. Hearing Jiang Manxue's trembling voice in the inner bedroom, he became more and more excited.

For women, the more you tremble, the more scared you are, and the better the taste.

Suddenly, the door was knocked.

He shouted impatiently, "Who is it?"

The person outside the door replied, "Here to deliver wine."

Jiang Xiaoliu didn't want to pay attention to it at first, but suddenly remembered that he ordered a bottle of wine for fun, and no matter how upset he was, he had no choice but to open the door.

As soon as the door opened, I saw a man, a man of extremely tall and handsome appearance.

He was still thinking in his heart, in this world, even a waiter looks so good?

After looking up and down, Jiang Xiaoliu became impatient, "Where's the wine?"

Fu Qingye looked at Jiang Xiaoliu who was only wearing a pair of boxer shorts, and there were more and more dangers in his eyes, like a harbinger of a storm that was about to gather.

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In the next moment, a sudden change occurred!

With a movement of Fu Qingye's figure, he raised his long legs and kicked Jiang Xiaoliu's belly fiercely——

Boom!
Two muffled beeps in succession.

The first was the sound of a kick in the stomach, and the second was the sound of Jiang Xiaoliu being kicked to the ground.

Jiang Xiaoliu hung his breath in his throat, before he could breathe out in pain, Fu Qingye stepped on his feet.

The oxford leather shoe stepped on his throat, mercilessly strangling all his breath like a crush.

Jiang Xiaoliu's whole body began to go numb from the back, numb to the scalp, together with the fingertips of the body, trembling and whining.

He tried to break the foot on his throat with both hands, but he couldn't move it, only a hissing sound came from his mouth.

"Isn't that timid?"

The owner of the Oxford leather shoes looked down at him. In the backlight, he seemed to be stepping on all the dark demons.

Between his brows, he was full of unhappiness.

Master Fu is not happy——

That is bloody.

"Damn it, let me go, I'm... from the Jiang family!" Jiang Xiaoliu intermittently reported his family name.

I thought this name would scare this person away, but unexpectedly, the person who stepped on me didn't even move.

After a while, several people came in from the door.

Jiang Xiaoliu squinted his eyes, saw a few big men in a daze, and thought to himself, bad, maybe he attracted some family enemies.

Fu Qingye waved his hand lightly, and the two black-clothed bodyguards graciously helped Jiang Xiaoliu who was on the ground stand up.

"Who is inside?"

Fu Qingye sat on the red leather sofa, pointed in the direction of the bedroom, and asked a question in a leisurely manner.

Jiang Xiaoliu didn't want to lose his position, so he said, "I'm a woman, what's wrong? I brought my woman here to have a good time and make trouble? Who are you?"

Fu Qingye narrowed his eyes, and the bodyguard immediately pushed Jiang Xiaoliu to the ground.

Jiang Xiaoliu howled immediately, "What are you doing! Who the hell are you? If you have the ability, tell me!"

Fu Qingye squatted down, which was obviously an ordinary movement, but it was condescending when he did it.

"People with dirty mouths have to have a long memory."

He spoke slowly and calmly.

It was like chatting normally, but those phoenix eyes were frighteningly deep.

The next moment-

The blade was unsheathed, and a cold light suddenly appeared.

A scream pierced the night, startling the birds that roosted in the distance.

I saw a black-clothed bodyguard raising a knife in his hand, blood spattering——

He actually cut off one of Jiang Xiaoliu's ears.

"Ah...ah..."

Jiang Xiaoliu's voice was almost hoarse, and under the moonlight, his pants were actually wet.

Such cruel treatment made him incontinent.

After a while, his wailing stopped abruptly, and upon closer inspection, he had already fainted.

Fu Qingyeyou was still not satisfied, and snorted coldly.

"Your woman? A joke."

Jiang Xiaoliu was lying on the ground, blood was pouring from his face, and he was already unconscious.

"Didn't you just ask who I am?" Fu Qingye squatted down, his eyes were cold.

"Remember, I'm Fu Qingye."

After he finished speaking, he ignored it and let the bodyguards drag him out, and even tidied up the outside.

After everything was quiet, Fu Qingye walked towards the bedroom door. At this moment, Jiang Manxue opened the door.

The four eyes met, and suddenly felt that the time was long.

Jiang Manxue's panic-stricken heart instantly calmed down the moment she saw Fu Qingye.

She stood in front of him, her eyes drooping slightly, and she stood cautiously.

The distance between Fu Qingye and her was very close, and there was a charming entanglement between each other's breathing.

For some reason, Jiang Manxue became inexplicably nervous, even more nervous than when she faced Jiang Xiaoliu just now.

Although Fu Qingye didn't speak, she felt a constricted breath, which seemed to split the air around her and made it difficult for her to breathe.

Jiang Manxue lowered her eyes, seeing blood all over the ground, it was so dazzling that she trembled again in fright.

"This this……"

Fu Qingye didn't reply, just stretched out his hand to grab her wrist, and strode out.

"Hey, Ah Ye, slow down." Jiang Manxue yelled while walking quickly.

Fu Qingye snorted coldly, "It seems that you really want to stay."

"Of course not." Jiang Manxue shook her head desperately.

Fu Qingye glanced at her and stopped talking. The two didn't communicate with each other until they walked out of the hotel.

It's just that at some point, Fu Qingye's hand holding her wrist changed into holding hands with her, and his pace also slowed down a lot.

Jiang Manxue looked at his tense profile, but didn't dare to speak out, always feeling that Fu Qingye would turn her into scum if she spoke out now.

I don't know if it was because of the rest of his life after the catastrophe, but Jiang Manxue, who was relaxed, actually started to hiccup.

"Uh...uh..."

Jiang Manxue was a little embarrassed, and patted her chest lightly.

At this moment, Fu Qingye also let go of her hand. Jiang Manxue was relieved by the sudden disappearance of the warmth in her hand, but also felt an inexplicable sense of loss.

Before he could react, he suddenly felt a shadow covering his head.

Then his lips were touched by something soft and sticky, with a hint of mint fragrance.

Jiang Manxue blinked, and suddenly realized that something had happened.

Fu Qingye was kissing her...

boom!The heat rushed straight from the soles of the feet, steaming the face red, and even the ears were scalding hot.

After all, she was really shy in public.

At this moment, she couldn't see the surrounding scene, and she could only feel the mint fragrance of the man in front of her, as well as the eyelashes and the high nose bridge that were close at hand.

The wind passed her ears, and her hair was lifted, but in this intoxicating atmosphere, she clearly saw Fu Qingye's eyes as deep as black jade.

Her eyes were clearly reflected in the beautiful and charming phoenix pupils.

He is sober and calm.

This realization made Jiang Manxue's heart suddenly cold.

Fu Qingye let go of her, and his thin lips also left hers, then said softly:

"Kissing is the best cure for hiccups."

Fu Qingye's voice was as cold as ever, but also as pleasant as ever.

Slightly muffled and seductive.

He raised his hand and gently stroked Jiang Manxue's long hair that was blown by the wind behind his ears. His slender fingers carried gentle strength, which looked affectionate.

"See if you still dare to run around in the future, let's go, let's go home."