When Zhou Fuhai returned home, Xu Wenrong was fiddling with his phone and looking through photos one after another. After seeing Zhou Fuhai walk in, he put down his phone and ran in front of him in a few steps. He hooked his hands around his neck and asked delicately.
Said: "Am I beautiful?"
"What are you asking about?" Zhou Fuhai said with a smile.
"I'll kill you." Xu Wenrong pursed his lips and smiled softly: "Do you know? When all the men saw me today, they were like tigers seeing their prey, with ferocious eyes and they wanted to eat me."
"Aren't you afraid that they will really give you something?" Zhou Fuhai said.
"Don't be afraid." Xu Wenrong said: "I will let them take a small advantage, but it will never be too much. Only in this way can I control them. I have always guarded my body for you."
"Really?" Zhou Fuhai looked at her. Xu Wenrong was no longer the little girl he met on the street asking for money to treat her mother. She had transformed into a woman who could change. She could be gentle.
She can be pretentious, a queen, or a lady. In addition to the evil Japanese movie, Xu Wenrong also has strict requirements for herself. She reads books and magazines about various women every day, regardless of other things.
Only by extracting the essence from the dross can we have today's perfect appearance. Zhou Fuhai can be sure that this woman is a charmer. He doesn't know how many men will fall into her hands. She is definitely not a thing in the pool.
"Of course." Xu Wenrong squinted his eyes and smiled: "You don't believe me, do you?"
"Of course I don't believe it. If you don't follow so many rich bosses and come back to me as a poor boy, who will believe it? No, I want to check." Zhou Fuhai smiled and picked up Xu Wenrong.
"No, I don't want it today." Xu Wenrong's words were so heart-warming that people's blood boiled after hearing it. Originally saying "I don't want it", Zhou Fuhai's understanding was "I think I want it."
Zhou Fuhai pressed her under his body and stared at her for a long time. She had indeed changed. When she was lying quietly under him, she was like an angel who had fallen into the mortal world. She was entangled with him. When she was lingering, she was like an elf.
She asked, teased and teased. Zhou Fuhai vented his emotions firmly on her body, satisfying a man's most primitive desires.
After reaching his peak, Xu Wenrong lay on Zhou Fuhai's chest and said quietly: "I don't know if what I am doing is right, but I don't want to be dependent on others. I don't want to rely on others all my life. I want others to rely on me."
"You have to walk your own road, just go ahead. But when you get tired, look back, and there may be someone waiting for you where you are, never leaving you." Zhou Fuhai was infected by her words and became sentimental.
Xu Wenrong hugged Zhou Fuhai tightly and asked softly: "Will you still stand there waiting for me at that time? What if I go far and don't come back?"
"Then I will follow you and accompany you all the way." Zhou Fuhai said.
Xu Wenrong cried, lying in Zhou Fuhai's arms and sobbing secretly. At that moment, she vowed that no matter what, she would be worthy of this man in her life.
When the two of them were about to fall asleep, Zhou Fuhai's cell phone rang. Looking at the phone number, it was Ling Xiao who had just called. Zhou Fuhai picked up the cell phone and went into the toilet. After answering the call, he sat in the room and smoked a cigarette with a serious expression.
, a pair of eyes sparkling in the dark night.
"What are you doing?" Seeing Zhou Fuhai smoking a cigarette and going out, Xu Wenrong sat up from the bed and asked, "You want to go out so late?"
"Something happened, I have to go out for a while." Zhou Fuhai said.
"What have you been busy with recently? Can you tell me?" Xu Wenrong said softly.
"You'd better not know." Zhou Fuhai shook his head: "Go to bed early."
"Then will you come back tonight?"
"I don't know, it depends on the situation."
After Zhou Fuhai came out, Xu Wenrong got out of bed, lay down at the window and stared for a long time. He picked up a cigarette, coughed a few times, frowned, and took another puff. Under the moonlight, a figure walked hurriedly. No one knew this.
What was he going to do when it was late? What was he going to do? Xu Wenrong only knew that he had answered a phone call. She did not know the content of the call. He said that if he could not intervene in his life, then he should not intervene, because all that belonged to him was chaos. How many times had she
They all want to tell him that no matter what, they are dependent on each other for life and death.
