Chapter 1301 (1/2)
”Angry? No, come on, have a glass of water, calm down and play a joke on you. After drinking this glass of water, you can go. ” Han Jing hands the water to Fu Zhongting's lips. Fu Zhongting turns his head to one side. Han Jing also insists, ”if you don't drink it, I won't let you go.”
Fu Zhongting lost patience, drank all the water in the cup, turned around and left.
It was only when I got to the door that I found that it couldn't be opened at all.
”Han Jing, what do you mean?”
Han Jing is still languidly leaning on the sofa, holding a red wine cup in one hand, enchanting and charming: ”Zhongting, do you feel hot? Why do I feel my body is getting hotter and hotter?” Then she pulled her nightdress down a little.
Fu Zhongting was not that kind of casual man, but at this time, he even felt the body of the strange: ”what did you give me to drink!” He felt the heat of his body, and asked without anger.
Han Jing walked towards him barefoot. Fu Zhongting tried hard to break the door, but Han Jing suddenly held his lean waist from behind. The soft body suddenly hit his hard back, and Fu Zhongting's body suddenly couldn't move.
He wants to push Han Jing away, but their bodies are separated by thin cloth, and the heat of their bodies constantly affects each other. He can't even use any strength. It seems that his hands and feet are no longer his own, and he doesn't listen to them at all.
Han Jing half closed his eyes and said, ”don't struggle. It's useless. Zhongting, take a good look at me.”
”Let go!” Fu Zhongting felt that the blood vessels in his body were surging again, and the blue tendons on his forehead were also highlighted, but he still worked hard to push Han Jing to the ground.
”Zhongting --”
fortunately, Han Jing lives in a villa here. Fu Zhongting can't open the door for a while, but he swings a chair and smashes it into the floor to ceiling window of the living room, and then leaves in a hurry from the window.
Han Jing falls on the white carpet in the living room, but she can only watch Fu Zhongting leave, and then hate to hammer the floor twice.
-- Zhong Jiaqi has fallen asleep.
Now all the neighbors know about her and Fu Zhongting, and there are some gossips naturally. However, it is gratifying that those who have seen Fu Zhongting believe that others are reliable, and they are well matched with her.
The awe inspiring righteousness matched the tall stature. When father Zhong went out, others boasted more than he expected, and the smile on his face naturally increased.
Of course, I also want to thank this society for its more inclusive attitude towards people, so that she won't suffer too much gossip.
But this afternoon at the gate of that out, and her hard to settle down to the heart of seven up and down.
She felt that her mind was in a mess, lying on the bed, and she could not sleep. At this time, if Fu Zhongting was by her side, she could talk to her and calm her mood.
Just thinking about whether to call Fu Zhongting or not, the mobile phone on one side suddenly rings. She sits up from the bed and grabs it. It's Fu Zhongting. Her face is ecstatic: ”Hello, Zhongting.”
”At home?”
”Yes, what's the matter with your voice?”
”Come down!” Fu Zhongting's voice sounded especially low.
Zhong Jiaqi immediately worried: ”are you downstairs? What's the matter? ”
”Come down and say it.” Fu Zhongting then hung up.
Zhong Jiaqi ran to the window and saw Fu Zhongting's car downstairs. She couldn't help but say and hurried out.
Fortunately, her parents have gone to bed, otherwise they have to explain it again.