Chapter 1308 (1/2)

Fu Zhongting opened the computer and read the email sent by Gu Tianqing.

I don't know if I'm scared.

Fu Zhongting also knew for the first time that his ex-wife, who had a short-term marriage, had a very colorful past.

Although Han Jing hasn't been married in recent years, she has changed many boyfriends. However, none of her boyfriends can last for a long time. She is like a bus, constantly changing male passengers, and now she still wants to continue her relationship with Fu Zhongting. I don't know where such a woman comes from.

Fu Zhongting only looked once and then closed the page, because he felt that his eyes were polluted by one more look.

Back to the bed, looking at lying on the bed with no defense, but from time to time out of the mouth also came a curse of the son of a bitch Zhong Jiaqi, Fu Zhongting silent smile.

Follow the bed and hug her into your arms.

Look at Han Jing's past, and then think about Zhong Jiaqi's perseverance in pursuing him. Fu Zhongting's heart is more joyful.

Zhong Jiaqi wakes up from a headache, her body is clamped by a pair of iron arms, unable to move, and her legs are on someone's thin waist, the two people are like two juts twisted together.

She had a headache in her head, which seemed to hurt even more. It took several seconds to determine where she was.

But she didn't drink with Xu Jiayin in the bar last night. Why did she come back here.

This kind of thing really can't be thought of. It hurts a lot when I think about it. When I move, Fu Zhongting wakes up.

”Wake up.” Fu Zhongting slightly relaxed her grip, saw her frowning, and asked, ”headache?”

Zhong Jiaqi didn't speak. Fu Zhongting had brought the water cup on the bedside table: ”come on, have a drink first. It will be easier.”

When Zhong Jiaqi was drinking water, he said, ”look at you. You can't drink too much. It's strange that your head doesn't hurt.”

”Hungry, I'll make breakfast for you.”

In the face of Fu Zhongting's boos and colds, Zhong Jiaqi kept her face taut. Although she forgot the later events in the bar, she still didn't forget the previous events.

To be angry at something that hasn't happened seems like a small family. However, once a woman arrives at this position, she really becomes a little unreasonable.

”You can sleep a little longer.” Fu Zhongting got out of bed and prepared breakfast for her.

Zhong Jiaqi looks at the back of his leaving without saying a word, but her heart seems to be filled with big stones. She doesn't have a word to explain, so she goes? She is not in a good mood to eat at all.

They're still in the cold war, don't they know how to coax her, wood head, elm pimple.

Although Fu Zhongting is cooking in the kitchen, he still pays attention to the movement outside. When he hears Zhong Jiaqi coming out of the room, he also follows him out. As a result, he sees Zhong Jiaqi walking towards the gate.

When he saw it, he was a little annoyed: ”where are you going, you can eat right away.”

Zhongjiaqi ignores him and opens the doorknob directly. Fu Zhongting rushes to her and drags her people back. At the same time, she slams the door.

”You let me go.” Zhong Jiaqi struggled for a while, but Fu Zhongting didn't let go, but he was very tight.

”Let go!”

”Well behaved, what kind of temper do you have? What can I do after dinner?” In fact, Fu Zhongting doesn't want to quarrel with Zhong Jiaqi, but he really doesn't understand the customs, so that his words are rigid. Let's listen, it seems that he is a little uncomfortable.

Zhong Jiaqi's anger also rose up: ”who is angry with you? You hurt me. Let go!”

”I can let you go, but you come to dinner first.”

”No food, no hunger, I'm gone.”

Throwing Fu Zhongting's hand away, Zhong Jiaqi went out again.