Chapter: 5047

"Well, if you really can't stand the phone call, just sleep here."

"Here? You let me sleep on the sofa?"

Ning Yue couldn't believe it.

She came here as a guest, and if she was asked to sleep on the sofa on the floor, she would not do it!

I still have this bit of backbone.

Fu Yechuan paused, "What else? Do you still want to sleep on the bed?"

The corners of his eyes curled up, with a bit of playfulness and scrutiny, and his deep voice was mellow and magnetic in the dark night, as if someone was tickling his heart.

She suddenly raised her head and bumped into the man's dark eyes, which were as dark as ink, and seemed to cause ripples at this moment.

Fu Yechuan was still calm and composed, as if he was waiting for her to jump into the trap voluntarily, and he looked confident.

But Ning Yue's face seemed to be a little warm, and it climbed up her face to her neck.

Although she was married, she was very resistant to men and women.

Nian Dafu didn't have much patience with her in the early days, and every time he only cared about himself, using her as a tool to wantonly humiliate.

So she will not be interested in this kind of thing, and even very resistant.

She has no plans to remarry.

Fu Yechuan was no longer within her range of choice.

At this moment, she felt that she might be getting older, and her hormones could not be suppressed. Looking at his stern face, her heart beat so fast.

She shouldn't be like this.

Fortunately, the light was dim, and the colors on her face were invisible to others.

So she stood up abruptly and put some distance away.

"I can't talk to everyone, so it's better not to talk when I sleep with you."

Fu Yechuan wasn't angry either, he just chuckled lightly.

"Well, I also think it's dangerous. After all, I'm the one who's injured now. If you really can't control the overlord, I'll be the one who suffers. I think I should worry about you."

Ning Yue frowned, her bright face was slightly angry

"It's just you? I've seen men's figure is 800. You're an old man who is almost 40, and I can't even rank here. You are too confident in yourself, right?"

In the dark.

Fu Yechuan sneered

"Eight hundred without one thousand? You have a lot of experience?"

Ning Yue really didn't lie.

The little fresh meats who come to the bar like to take off their clothes when they drink too much, and sway their youthful hormones on the stage.

Looking at it makes people excited.