Master Fu’s full-level cutie fights fiercely

When he walked to the corridor, the numbness in Fu Lingxiao's body had receded.

The arm around the girl's neck could clearly feel her body temperature. It was so warm that his forced indifference almost melted away from her.

He calmly took out the arm supported by Yuntuo and relied on her both physically and mentally.

It wasn't until he walked out of the old house and came to the car door that he finally forced himself to wake up, took back the hand around the girl's neck, and at the same time grabbed the small hand on the waist and controlled the force to throw it away.

Mu Xing did not expect that this weak man would suddenly shake her off, and was stunned for a moment.

Fu Lingxiao held the car door, got into the car, and quickly pressed the door close button.

The car door slowly closed, isolating the man's gloomy face.

You've been on your knees for a whole day and still have a bad temper?

It's really untidy!

Mu Xing threw the car keys to Yuntuo, "You drive my car. Also, call Butler Wu and ask him to make the porridge and medicine."

After that, he stepped on his stilettos, slowly walked around to the other side, opened the car door and sat on it.

The man's cold voice followed: "Who allowed you to come up? Get down!"

"No, no, I'm here."

Mu Xing leaned forward slightly, resting his elbows on the armrest and supporting his small chin with one hand.

Those beautiful eyes stared at the man unabashedly, their eyes playful and dangerous, "If you can, just throw me away."

As long as he dares to take action, she must take care of him!

But Fu Lingxiao was not willing to throw her out of the car.

Every time she came closer, his persistence became weaker. Now, let alone pushing her away, he had to think twice about even saying something to hurt her, for fear of really hurting her.

Feeling bitter and helpless in my heart, I had to work hard to maintain my indifference, "What do you want? Money?"

He took out a black card from the inside of his suit and threw it over, "Ten million, is that enough?"

"It's only ten million, Master Fu is too stingy."

Mu Xing picked up the black card that fell on the armrest, played with it with his slender fingers, and said in a slow and smiling voice, "According to Master Fu's worth, throwing money at people will cost at least [-] million to start."

The man suddenly turned his head and looked at her with his dark eyes. He lifted his thin lips and said disdainfully: "Are you worth it?"

Mu Xing doesn't think he has a very good temper, but he rarely gets angry.

But this man could always make her so angry that she burst into flames as soon as he opened his mouth.

This mouth really needs to be cleaned up!

Without any thought, she rushed forward, held the man's face with her small hands, and bit his pale thin lips.

Crazy man! I'll bite you to death!

In Fu Lingxiao's imagination, Mu Xing should get out of the car and leave in anger.

I didn't expect that she would suddenly pounce on him.

The moment the delicate body collided with her and their lips touched each other, all the nerves in his body were tense, and even his breathing stopped for half a second.

There was a stinging pain on his lips, but he made no move to resist and allowed her to bite him.

As long as Xing'er brought it to him, the pain would be as sweet as sugar.

Tasting the smell of blood, Mu Xing realized what she had done, and she was a little surprised that the man didn't resist.

Thinking that she had already bitten it, she might as well bite a few more to relieve her anger. She held the man's face and bit his thin lips twice more hard before letting him go.

At this time, the man's thin body was sunk in the car seat, his usually smooth shirt was a little messy, and his cold and cold eyebrows were now calmer.

Under the warm yellow car roof lights, the handsome face is thin but also particularly delicate and outstanding. The pale thin lips are stained with blood, and the sexy collarbone is half exposed from the spread collar...

She looks like a sickly beauty who has been bullied miserably.

You can't help but want to hold her in your arms, pity and love her.

Terrible!

Seeing the man's appearance, Mu Xing even felt that he had become a bit of a beast just now.

But at least let him be honest!

She sat back in her seat with satisfaction, took out a tissue and wiped the blood on her lips, and said softly: "Drive."

The driver glanced at the man in the back seat in the rearview mirror and saw that he had no intention of stopping him, so he started the car with confidence.

Back at the manor, before the car had stabilized, the man had already opened the door and got out.

He pursed his bloody thin lips and walked into the villa with difficulty and haste.

Mu Xing followed him in unhurriedly, and met Butler Wu who ran out of the kitchen, "Miss Gu, the porridge has been cooked, and the medicine will take half an hour."

Mu Xing originally wanted to ask Yuntuo to feed Fu Lingxiao, but when he thought about the way he fed medicine that day, he gave up. He took the mahogany tray from Butler Wu and carried it upstairs.

Butler Wu was relieved that the young master had little baby Mu Xing to take care of him, and happily ran back to the kitchen to watch the fire.

Mu Xing came to the master bedroom on the second floor and opened the door but saw no one.

Where did you go again?

Mu Xing carried the porridge and went all the way to find it.

Finally, the footsteps stopped at the door of the study.

The door was not closed, and the lights were not turned on inside. In the darkness, a spark flickered, and there was a faint smell of smoke wafting out.

Mu Xing frowned slightly and touched the switch next to the door. With a "click" sound, bright light instantly filled the entire study room.

The man was sitting on a black sofa chair smoking, and the smoke from his mouth slowly swirled around him, hiding his cold and sharp facial features.

Half of his face was engulfed in white smoke, and half of his face was illuminated by light.

Between dawn and dimming, it is as dazzling as the scorching sun, and like the moon hanging high in the night sky, bright, cold, lonely and lonely.

Makes you want to find out.

Mu Xing frowned slightly and stepped in. There was no carpet on the floor, and the sound of high heels hitting the floor echoed clearly in the large study.

The man didn't listen and sat there motionless, breathing in the smoke.

Mu Xing walked over, placed the mahogany tray on the desk, took out the cigarette butt from the man's fingertips, and put it out in the ebony ashtray.

"Drink the porridge."

Unexpectedly, the man did not drive her away with cold words, but instead picked up the bowl obediently.

Mu Xing was wondering why he suddenly changed his gender, when he saw the man put the bowl to his lips, raised his mouth and swallowed.

"What are you doing!"

Mu Xing hurriedly grabbed the man's wrist and took the bowl from his hand.

Most of the bowl of porridge has been consumed.

The freshly cooked porridge was still piping hot. His intestines and stomach were already fragile, so drinking it like this was pure self-abuse.

"Fu Lingxiao, do you think you died quickly enough?"

Mu Xing glared at him angrily. He had never seen such a death-seeking person before!

If I had known earlier, I should have let him kneel to death in the ancestral hall! Save yourself the trouble!

Fu Lingxiao's throat and stomach were burning. He endured the pain and said expressionlessly: "I'll drink it, you can go."

As soon as he finished speaking, footsteps sounded and he walked away quickly.

Fu Lingxiao immediately pulled the trash can and pressed his cramped stomach to vomit.

After vomiting, he leaned weakly on the sofa chair, but suddenly he heard the footsteps coming back again.

He thought he was hallucinating.

How could Xing'er come back...

Until the footsteps got closer and closer, spreading to his side, soft little hands helped him wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, and the glass was brought to his lips, "Rinse your mouth."