Mrs. Fu, please grasp the scale

Chapter 141 He's Drunk

He lightly wrapped his arms around her, it wasn't considered a passionate kiss, but it made her heart pound violently, an unconcealable color was drawn between her brows and eyes, and her body softened quietly.

Xu Qingcheng had to put her arms around his waist, face up to bear his aggression.

Lingering, her breathing was messy, her whole body was nestled into his arms, the occasional sound of firecrackers outside covered up her strange panting and humming, but they all fell into the man's ears, as if she was in his arms. I lit a fire on my body.

The blue veins on Fu Jingting's forehead tensed violently, and the arms clasped around her waist were tightly tightened. He cursed suddenly, and hugged her forcefully into his arms.

He said shamelessly, "Fuck, you can't stand it anymore."

"you--"

Xu Qingcheng was so angry that she put her hand on his waist and pinched him hard. She was really convinced, how could this man be so unscrupulous and open-minded.

Fu Jingting hissed, "It's really hard to start. I didn't tell you to be gentle. Mrs. Fu's learning ability needs to be improved, and she needs to practice more."

"Fu Jingting!"

Xu Qingcheng almost wanted to scream.

He dragged her into the absurd scene in the study room last night.

In the relationship between men and women, she is the one who is passive and accepting. All the initiative is just a bluff. All her experience comes from him only.

So when she took the initiative to seduce him, she would always reveal her secrets. When she acted too hard, he yelled, "Be gentle. Fuck, you want to destroy me."

Obviously his words are rough and not serious, but his muscles are tense, and his veins are about to pop out, he is strong and sexy.

Xu Qingcheng blushed and stopped serving.

The man coaxed shamelessly again, "Hey, study hard and improve every day, just practice more."

Practice more ghosts!
"You can either call her husband, or brother, or call her by name." Fu Jingting pinched her face, "And then call her by name and surname, clean you up."

Xu Qingcheng opened his hand and ran outside, "Don't shout."

The delicate figure of the woman fled in front of her eyes, and Fu Jingting walked out with a smile.

Dinner is all ready, just waiting for everyone to sit down and eat.

The elders are seated first, followed by the younger ones.In the end, this year is still not the most complete. Fu Pinxiu showed his face in the afternoon and left, saying that he would come to pay New Year's greetings tomorrow morning.

Uncle Fu's family couldn't make it back from overseas, so he said it was a short video call to experience the Spring Festival.

Xu Qingcheng sat next to Fu Jingting, very well-behaved, and didn't talk too much unless necessary, followed him to toast tea and toast to the elders.

Fu Jingting drank a lot, because she was newly married and started a family, and because she couldn't drink, after paying homage to her elders, she drank with her peers, and she had to share her share.

The elders didn't feel embarrassed here, but on the contrary, some cousins ​​started to boo at the peers.

He never refused to come, and after a while, he saw evil in his eyes, Xu Qingcheng finally couldn't help but said when someone persuaded him to drink again, "He drank too much, he can't do it."

The two little cousins ​​of the uncle's house whistled and asked, "Sister-in-law said you can't do it, Brother Jing Ting, are you okay?"

Xu Qingcheng was so embarrassed that he stopped him for a while.

Fu Jingting cursed, as if he was going to hit them both with a wine bottle, and smiled with the corners of his eyes, "Man, if you can't do it, you have to do it."

Everyone laughed, Xu Qingcheng just watched him drink a glass of white wine.

The applause and the sound of firecrackers at the scene came one after another, so it was very lively.

Xu Qingcheng stretched out his hand to support him, frowned, and muttered in a low voice, "There is no such thing as drinking, and it's not a must for business banquets that can't be rejected. When the atmosphere is created, it's you who feel uncomfortable."

Fu Jingting leaned on her body and whispered in her ear, "Why, do you love your man?"

He imitated the old lady's words ten to ten, and the smell of alcohol all over her body rushed to her face, Xu Qingcheng blushed from the smoke, and annoyed him, "Stand still, drink whatever you want, if you drink it, your stomach will perforate. "

"Tsk, did you curse your husband like that?" He clicked his tongue, instead of standing up, he threw himself on her body.

Xu Qingcheng hurriedly supported him, hugging his waist with both hands, her waist was bent back by his pressure, and then he hugged her waist and helped her up either intentionally or not.

Only when she lost one point of weight did she stand upright, and she didn't dare to let go of his hand, "Are you okay?"

The man turned his head to look at her, and his lips brushed across her side face, "What do you think?"

There was nothing wrong with that expression, obviously.

She reached out and patted him hard on the back, Xu Qingcheng wanted to let go, but someone came over again.

The hand that received half of it suddenly hugged him back, warning him, "You pretend to be drunk."

Someone came over, Xu Qingcheng was embarrassed, "He drank a little too much tonight, and he is a little unconscious."

"Is Jing Ting's wine so shallow?"

"Drinking too quickly." Xu Qingcheng explained, his body stiffened suddenly, someone bit and licked his neck lightly, Xu Qingcheng's whole scalp tensed up, and he supported him with all his strength, "I, I will take him back first. Take a rest in the room."

The hand holding him twisted him without a trace, as if warning, be honest.

She supported him to the room, they asked if they wanted to help, but Xu Qingcheng politely refused.

She wobbled and supported him to walk, angrily, "You are too heavy, don't put all the weight on me, I can't hold it anymore."

"It's not that you told me to pretend to be drunk. I have to be more realistic." Fu Jingting wrapped his arms around her waist and stood up straighter.

Her face was a little red from exertion, and it was extraordinarily moving under the light of the chandelier. He suddenly kissed her forehead and praised without hesitation, "Beautiful."

"What beauty?"

"People are beautiful."

Xu Qingcheng cut her voice, "You just realized that it's already beautiful."

"The face is really big." Fu Jingting grinned.

Xu Qingcheng was annoyed, "Shut up, drunk people don't talk so much nonsense."

The two went up the stairs together, but ran into Fu Hongxin who was about to go downstairs.

"Yo, drunk?"

Fu Hongxin smiled, "Brother and sister, I will help you."

"no need."

Xu Qingcheng refused, but he insisted on grabbing Xu Qingcheng's hand casually, climbing up the back of her hand to her wrist, and caressing the inside of her wrist with his fingers.

Xu Qingcheng's face suddenly turned cold, she pulled her hand hard, her voice was cold, and she tried her best to suppress her temper, "I said I can do it myself, please let go of my hand."

"Hey, don't be so polite, it's all... ah..." Before he could finish his sentence, someone grabbed his wrist and forced it to bend. Fu Hongxin screamed in pain. He didn't see what was going on, and he was thrown off in the next second. overturned.

A thud.

The first time Fu Hongxin was in pain, he didn't even cry out for pain.

Fu Jingting knelt down in front of him, the man's eyes were full of ostentatious wildness, cruel and evil, "Think I'm dead? Believe it or not, I can cripple your hand today?"

Fu Hongxin spat, "Fuck, try... ah... I'll fuck your ancestor!"

With a click of his wrist, Fu Hongxin cursed.

Xu Qingcheng's temples twitched. Seeing everyone gathering here, she pulled Fu Jingting up, threw herself into his arms and cried, "Honey, he bullied me..."

Fu Jingting, "..."

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