Fu Shao's little wife is a prophet

Wen Qingyue had already stood up, her expression indifferent, with a warm smile on her lips, "I'm sorry, my husband and I made an appointment to go home and have dinner with my parents tonight, Vice President Liu, I received your apology, and the meal I won't eat, let me and my husband be hosts next time, please leave."

With a quick word, he pushed the chair away and left.

Liu Nanchen didn't move, just sat calmly, looking at her back with gloomy eyes, watching her being stopped by two waiters after taking two steps.

"What does Vice President Liu mean?" Wen Qingyue's eyes darkened, and she turned to look at him.

Liu Nanchen leisurely reached out to pick up her glass of fruit wine, put it in front of her nose and sniffed it, then turned the glass, found the lipstick mark she had just left, stuck it on it pervertedly, didn't drink it, just sucked the lipstick on the wall of the glass Lipstick marks, as if kissing her indirectly.

Wen Qingyue was disgusted by his actions, and her face was full of bad luck, "Liu Nanchen, do you have a tendency to be abused? Want to taste the feeling of breaking your hand?"

A dangerous aura emanated from her body.

"You guessed it right, I like to abuse while doing it the most, the sound of the whip being whipped is so wonderful..." Liu Nanchen completely tore off the disguise, revealing his true nature, smiling obscenely and pervertedly, "Look how much we have You both have the same hobbies, Fu Han will definitely not be able to satisfy you, follow me, my technique in bed is definitely better than his, you will know after you try it."

He put down his goblet and stood up and approached her.

Looking at each other, Wen Qingyue's pupils shrunk slightly, and her brows were furrowed. She couldn't see anything a moment ago, but now she saw the countdown of life in Liu Nanchen's eyes.

At twelve o'clock tonight, he will die in his apartment, in his bed...  

"Scumbag, tell your people to go away, or I don't mind smashing your broken shop."

It's best for a beast like him to die, Wen Qingyue doesn't intend to save anyone.

Liu Nanchen didn't take her words to heart, and reached out to touch her face, but was startled by Wen Qingyue's eyes, paused in the air, and took it back embarrassingly, "Okay, since you don't want to eat, then go straight to Theme, I promise you will beg me to fuck you when you get to bed!"

Wen Qingyue heard something was wrong from his words, narrowed her eyes slightly, turned around and was about to push the two waiters away, but she didn't want to lose her strength, a hot breath shot up from her lower abdomen.

This hotness had appeared since she got up and was about to leave, but she didn't pay much attention to it at the time, it would feel worse and worse, Liu Nanchen's words even told her that her reaction was not normal.

Liu Nanchen also saw that her cheeks were gradually flushing, and said to the two waiters, "Take her to the reserved room."

The two immediately went forward and wanted to carry her away. Wen Qingyue bit her lip, grabbed the bag and swung it violently, hitting one of them on the face. The bag had obtuse angles.

Seeing this, the other person rushed over to control her, Wen Qingyue quickly picked up the chair next to her and threw it at her.

No one expected her to be so tough, that person was directly smashed to the ground, clutching his head in pain and twitching.

Liu Nanchen was so frightened that he took several steps back.

Breathing more and more heavily, Wen Qingyue's legs softened, and she knelt down. Seeing this, Liu Nanchen calmed down her fear, approached her with a triumphant smile, squatted down in front of her, and stretched out her hand to pinch her jaw. Soft, do you really want it?"

Wen Qingyue's beautiful eyes slowly turned red, she stared at him coldly, gritted her teeth and said, "You put medicine in my food."

Not a question, but a certainty.

Neither the tiramisu nor the wine smelled like medicine. How did she get caught?

Liu Nanchen rubbed his thumb against the delicate skin of her chin, his eyes darkened, admiring her current appearance, and said in a low voice: "It's really not easy to give you medicine. He's right. You are very vigilant. In order not to To let you know, I deliberately took the medicine step by step..."

He looked into Wen Qingyue's cold eyes, paused for a while, didn't continue to explain, approached her face and sniffed intoxicatedly, "Ah, baby, you smell so sweet! You look so beautiful blushing, I understand." Why did Fu Han fall in love with you? I can't wait to see you lying under me."

"Bah, scum, you don't have that fate." Wen Qingyue bit the inner wall of her mouth, and the pain made her wake up a lot.

After listening to her words, Liu Nanchen didn't care, let go to pull her arm, Wen Qingyue didn't hide, stood up with his strength, narrowed her eyes, before he could react, she turned around abruptly, bent her knees and raised her legs, and pressed against his crotch fiercely superior.

slap!

A sound of egg breaking rang clearly in Liu Nanchen's mind, his eyes widened in pain, screaming and bending over to cover his crotch, Wen Qingyue quickly backed away, leaving her bag behind, and stumbled out.

Liu Nanchen never took the Taoist's words to heart, let alone thought that she could still resist after taking the medicine, so there were only two waiters in the restaurant, and they were all knocked down by her at the moment, and he could only watch her run away.

After running out of the restaurant, Wen Qingyue realized that it was raining. The drizzle fell on her body but it didn't suppress the restless heat in her body.

Huhu——

Breathing more and more heavily, Wen Qingyue staggered forward and bumped into a passerby accidentally, the strange touch made her tremble.

"Miss sister, are you okay..." An unfamiliar man's voice sounded in Wen Qingyue's ear, a little tranced and distant, the man helped her to stand up, the skin touched, and the breath of hormones rushed towards her face.

What was that feeling like?

It was like the scorching skin suddenly hit an ice cube, which relieved the scorching heat, but it was only for a moment, and then it was even more unbearable scorching heat, making her yearn for more.

"Miss sister?" The strange man looked at the girl in front of him with a strange look in astonishment, not knowing what to do, a man with a strong aura came over and pulled her into his arms.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

"Thank you. She is my wife. She is not sober when she is drunk."

The cold and deep man's voice penetrated into Wen Qingyue's ears, and the familiar atmosphere enveloped her. She felt inexplicably at ease. She squinted her eyes and looked up at him, and murmured: "Fu Han... why did you come here? .”

There was a bit of grievance in the words.

"There won't be a next time." Fu Han picked her up and promised in a low voice.

Seeing that they really knew each other, the strange man didn't stop him.

Fu Han carried her into the car, and pulled the seat belt to fasten her. As soon as the seat belt passed across her body, his slender hands quickly and ruthlessly grabbed his neck. He maintained his final sobriety, his eyes full of murderous intent.

Fu Han was slightly choked for breath, and kept moving, fastened his seat belt, and comforted him: "Yueyue is me, don't be afraid, it's okay."

Hearing his voice, Wen Qingyue regained consciousness and gradually let go of her hands.

Fu Han quickly closed the car door, got into the car from the other side, started the car and left.