Fu Shao's little wife is a prophet

Wen Qingyue slumped on the armchair with a red face, slapped his hand away, and stared at her panting.

But she didn't know that her look was not only without any deterrent power, but instead had a winking eye, with waves flowing, so charming that it made people want to bully her even more.

Wen Qingyue's eyes suddenly went dark, and she was caught off guard by the man covering her eyes. The warm palm was pressed against her eyelids, and her hot eyelashes trembled uneasily.

"Fu Han, what are you doing?" Wen Qingyue grabbed his wrists with both hands, lost her vision, and felt instinctively uneasy.

It's just that she didn't struggle for a few seconds, but the man's words froze her movements.

"Don't look at me like that, I can't help it."

Wen Qingyue? ? ?Can't help it?Can't help what?

How did she look at him?

What is this man saying about tigers and wolves? !

Wen Qingyue realized that Fu Han's words were not very serious, her whole body was not well, her face was burning hot, she gritted her teeth for a while and growled in shame and angrily: "It's here, let go! I want to fix my makeup."

Fu Han curled his lips, let go of him, and sat back on his seat, leaning back lazily, with his long legs crossed, and his legs crossed, with a look of satisfaction on his face.

Wen Qingyue opened her eyes, and after getting used to it for a while, she lowered her head and took out the makeup powder from her bag, and looked at her messy lip makeup through a small mirror, and the corner of her mouth was bitten.

dog man!

Wen Qingyue gritted her teeth, took out a wet towel to wipe off the lipstick marks around her lips, and reapplied her lip makeup. When she touched the corner of her mouth, she hissed lightly, frowning slightly, and greeted the evil man in her heart.

She adjusted the angle of the small mirror, and a pair of phoenix eyes looked at her playfully through the mirror.

Wen Qingyue was caught peeking at the bag, feeling suffocated, coughed dryly, shut the mirror with a snap, and put the powder into the bag.

The car also stopped at the entrance of the bar. After half an hour's drive, it was already dark, and the colored lights adorning the bar's entrance were flickering. Wen Qingyue opened the door and got off, and Fu Han got off behind her.

Wen Qingyue looked down at the message sent by Shen Yin, and saw that there was no specific box, so she sent a message asking, "We are here, have you arrived yet? Do you have a place?"

Shen Yin didn't reply to the message, probably didn't look at the phone.

"Let's go in first." Wen Qingyue turned to look at the man behind her.

After finishing speaking, his eyes fell on the suit in his overcoat, and he raised his eyebrows and said, "You are too formal, not suitable for a bar."

Fu Han disagreed, "Who said you can't wear formal clothes when you come to a bar?"

"I didn't say no, it's just that you are so serious, those who didn't know thought you came to the bar to discuss business."

Wen Qingyue pressed the tip of her tongue against the soft flesh next to her mouth, sized him up, and said, "Let me help you transform it."

As she spoke, she stretched out her hand to pull his tie, but Fu Han didn't resist, and let her manipulate him.

Wen Qingyue unbuttoned his tie, pulled it down and put it on his shoulders, and unbuttoned two buttons of his shirt, revealing his sexy Adam's apple and collarbone, took two steps back in satisfaction, looked at him and said with a wicked smile : "It's so handsome!"

As expected of her man, he was so handsome!

Fu Han raised his brows slightly, he was very pleased with her compliment.

Wen Qingyue put his tie into her bag, hooked the man's arm and entered the bar together.

Once inside, the visual and auditory senses are impacted to varying degrees. The deafening music and dim lights brew people's madness to release stress.

The smell of alcohol was intertwined with the smell of various perfumes, Wen Qingyue and Fu Han walked along the bar counter one after the other.

After a few steps, Wen Qingyue was suddenly stopped by someone, a young man with dyed blond hair and a hip-hop dress approached her, "Hello, miss, let's have a drink together?"

The music was too loud, Wen Qingyue couldn't hear it very clearly, but she heard a few words vaguely, guessed the other party's intention, just about to refuse, her arms tightened, and then she was pulled into her arms by the man behind her.

Wen Qingyue curled her lips, and simply said nothing, waiting for someone to solve the "rival in love" by herself

Fu Han glanced at the man who struck up a conversation, and said coldly: "She has a man."

The hip-hop man froze for a moment, looked at the man with a stern face and piercing eyes, and said awkwardly: "Sorry! I didn't know you were together! Have a good time!"

The man's attitude was also very good. After apologizing, he smiled and turned around to mix into the crowd, looking for the next young lady.

Wen Qingyue looked at the man beside her, raised her eyebrows in a happy mood, and said deliberately: "They're all out to play, don't be so fierce, you scared the little brothers away."

little brother?Fu Han narrowed his eyes and stared at her dangerously, "It's so easy to scare, coward."

"How cute." Wen Qingyue continued without fear of death.

Fu Han stared at her, did not speak, but did not let go of her hand, and took her to the second floor, exuding an aura of not being close to strangers around her, making people afraid to approach, and no one came to talk to Wen Qing. Yue strikes up a conversation.

The two sat in the booth on the second floor, and soon someone brought over drinks and a fruit plate. The service was attentive, and they didn't ask who they were.

Wen Qingyue raised her eyebrows secretly, and after the waiter had left, she asked, "Are you a frequent visitor to this bar? Isn't this seat your exclusive seat?"

She just observed it. This position has a good view. Compared with other decks, it is more private and quieter.

In addition, the bar attendants didn't stop them, and they served drinks and fruit plates on their own initiative, obviously they recognized Fu Han.

"Yes." Fu Han didn't deny it either.

Wen Qingyue's beautiful almond eyes narrowed, and she suddenly turned around and threw herself on him and strangled his neck, "Honestly tell me, how many times have you been here? Who did you come with? Did you call for that kind of service?!"

Fu Han half-lyed on the leather sofa, his thin lips curled up slightly, and with a lit cigarette in his hand, he let her pinch his neck rebelliously, and said slowly: "What kind of service is that?"

"Stop pretending to be stupid! You often come and go to this kind of place, don't you know?" Wen Qingyue glared at him angrily.

A smile appeared on Fu Han's stern face, he looked at her with deep eyes, and his thin lips moved, "Honey, this is a serious bar, the kind of service you mentioned doesn't exist, but I'm curious, how do you know Does the bar have that kind of service?"

Wen Qingyue frowned, as if thinking about the truth of what he said.

However, the Addiction Bar is different from the bars in the red light district, and the high-end route it may take does not seem to have that kind of special service.

She coughed, let go of him and sat up, and said calmly: "It's all in anti-drug movies. Bars, hair salons, and foot-washing cities are the three major places to fight pornography."

Fu Han also sat up, took off his coat and put it on the sofa, unbuttoned his suit jacket, with a cigarette in his mouth, his collar was crooked because of Wen Qingyue's disturbance just now, which made him feel a bit ruffian handsome.

The dim light made him even more seductive. With just one glance, Wen Qingyue's heart beat faster, and she quickly looked away, secretly thinking that this man is a disaster!