Chapter: 5118

Fu Yechuan's gaze cooled down. Normally, when she scolded him, he wouldn't bicker.

Mainly because I can't talk to her.

But now, he sounds harsh.

So he interrupted her with a heavy tone.

"It's best to have no feelings. I don't need others to like me, but I can teach you how to chase me!"

His expression was indifferent and cold, without the slightest warmth.

He turned and walked out, leaving a word

"I'll give you time to think it through, but I don't want to wait too long."

Seeing that he was about to go out, Ning Yue squinted her eyes, and couldn't help but say a very inappropriate sentence

"The cotton swab I just sterilized for you has expired, go to the hospital to check if there are any bacterial infectious diseases! Stinky man!"

Fu Yechuan paused, and his angry face turned pale again.

He gritted his teeth, resisted not turning around to settle accounts with her, and went straight downstairs.

If he stayed for a second longer, he was afraid that he would not be able to control himself.

He didn't want to progress so quickly, but he saw her changing clothes by accident, and the sneaky thoughts in his heart could no longer be lingered.

A cigarette could not calm him down, on the contrary, it brought out his long-suppressed hotness.

So he simply solved it tonight, whether it was soft or hard, he had to let her know that she couldn't escape his palm.

Fu Yechuan went downstairs, his clothes were a little messy.

Just didn't care to sort it out.

And Xiao Chen, who has been paying attention to the situation upstairs, brought Fu Yunche over with sharp eyes, and said politely

"Boss Fu, have you finished talking?"

He swept his gaze, and his expression changed slightly.

The band-aid on Fu Yechuan's neck was too obvious, and a band-aid obviously couldn't cover all the wounds.

That scratch looks like a woman's nails, ambiguous, messy, out of control...

Xiao Chen's mind was very messy.

He looked at Fu Yechuan, pursed his lips, feeling a little uneasy.

No way, Ning Yue really put Fu Yechuan to sleep?

He has already made up many small plots in his brain.

Fu Yunche next to him was not so reserved. Instead, he looked at the wound on his neck and asked

"Daddy, what's the matter with your neck?"

Fu Yechuan's face remained unchanged, he pursed his lips and opened his mouth