MAKE ME WET AND LOVE ME MORE

Fu Yan asked, and his eyes swept in front of the crowd. When he saw song Jiaojiao's subconscious backward steps, he hooked the corner of his mouth, let go of the wrist he still held in his hand, and took the handkerchief handed by Mo Yi to wipe it. It seemed that he had touched something dirty.

Song Jiaojiao has never been wronged since she was a child, but just now her uncle called him Fu Shao. She guessed that this person should be the second young master of the Fu family. She trembled in her heart and hid behind song Yan in fear.

That person's vision is too terrible, like a knife, on her body.

After wiping his hands, Fu took song September and sat down at the table. It seemed that this place had suddenly become his territory, and he was the master.

His aura is too strong, directly overbearing overflow the whole room, let people suffocate, even used to see the storm Song Heng book, some can't help but wipe sweat.

"Song September, you are now a member of the Fu family. If someone beats you, he is beating the Fu family in the face. Tell me who beat you in the face?"

Fu Jin looks at Song September with a smile, but the other party is afraid to look at her, and her face is pale.

Fu Yan's eyes are dark. He really doesn't understand this woman. She is cowardly and timid. Now she has his support. As long as she points at her, her bullies will pay the price.

But she didn't trust him with her mouth closed?

"Sister in law." Fu Yan's voice was low: "who hit you on the face?"

His voice has been with ice, a pair of eyes like Falcon general, closely staring at the people in front of him, want to see her look up.

But song September still pursed her lips and said nothing. Brother Bai was still in the hospital. If she said what she thought, the Song family would definitely send someone to deal with him.

"Bang!"

The sound of the cup falling on the ground, split, the atmosphere of the living room instantly repressed some.

Everyone's face is a little stiff, Fu Jin is like this, but he doesn't give the Song family any face, just like a master's attitude.

"Sister, Fu Shao asked you something."

Song Yan goes to song September and wants to take each other's hand. She's afraid that she won't give face to avoid it. So in the middle of it, she puts it down with a smile on her face.

He also said that he had a bad relationship with Fu Shao. This is the second time that he has come out for her. In September of this song dynasty, could it be that he really wanted to monopolize Fu Shao as Jiaojiao said, but he couldn't see that he was so wild in his heart.

"Well, well, everyone is a family. What does it look like to be in a stalemate like this? In September, tell Fu Shao that everything just happened is a misunderstanding. You are playing with Jiao Jiao."

Oh, for fun

Song Jiuyue tugged at the corner of his mouth, touched his face, and suppressed all his emotions. After a while, he looked up at Fu Yan with firm eyes.

"Yes." Song opened his mouth in September and stopped again.

Song Jiaojiao's face on one side is a little proud. Since Song September came to this home, she has a very low sense of existence. It seems that everyone can be proud in front of her, so as time goes by, she doesn't pay attention to each other.

When song September's words came out, everyone was relieved. Fortunately, this man knew his face and saw Fu Shao like this. If song September refused to give up, it would not be peaceful tonight.

Fu Jin was directly laughed at by the other party. What's his feeling? Maybe he hates iron but not steel.

The smile on Fu Yan's face had completely faded down. He had pinched song September's wrist, which meant that he was gnashing his teeth.

"Since it's for fun, you can return it, song September."

When the Song family heard Fu Jin's words, their faces were not very good, especially song Jiaojiao.

Song September is used to bullying her. Now she wants to return it. It's ridiculous.

None of the people present made a sound, and Fu Yan wiped the silver pistol he had just pulled out.

"Mo Yi, where are all the people who beat Fu's face in Los Angeles?" Mo a heard his boss's meaning, eyebrow a pick back.

"No one is born, no corpse is dead."