Chapter 164 Jealous? (One more)

  Fu Fengcheng fixedly stared at the woman in black who was turning to look at him under the light in the room. In fact, few girls wear this kind of pure black skirt these days. One is that black is not in line with the preferences of Anxia people, and the other is that older people still find it unlucky.

  There is also a black skirt that seems to be difficult to wear. Nowadays, the powerful girls of Anxia prefer to use various lace, embroidery, brocade, prints and even gems to decorate the exquisite clothing.

  At this moment, what Fu Fengcheng saw in Fu Fengcheng's eyes was the huge golden rose in the vest, and the snow jade looming under the rose.

  Slightly curly long hair draped over her shoulders, and the beautiful face of the smiling woman looking back at her was a little more charming and lazy.

  Fu Fengcheng frowned. When she turned around, the beating black and gold ribbon seemed to float on his heart, causing the originally calm heartbeat to suddenly become a little out of order.

   "Why are you here? Anything?" Leng Sa turned and looked at Fu Fengcheng, who never entered her cloakroom.

  As a Zhengzheng man, Fu Dashao is obviously not interested in women's cumbersome clothes and accessories, and can't understand why Leng Sa, a woman who is not so sturdy as a woman, is so obsessed with these meaningless things.

  Fu Fengcheng looked at her and asked nonchalantly, "What is this madam doing?"

   Leng Sha smiled and said: "Choose clothes, you know I received an invitation letter from the Yongcheng Chamber of Commerce, and I will go to the reception tomorrow."

  Fu Fengcheng said: "Are you going to wear this suit to the reception?"

   Leng Sa nodded and said: "Yes, does it look good?"

  Fu Fengcheng glanced at the row of dresses hanging on one side, and pointed casually, "It's not pretty, it's better to wear that one."

  Leng Sa looked at him disgustingly, "What vision? Besides, this one is too grand. People who don't know thought I was going to attend the state banquet."

  Fu Fengcheng said: "Then this one."

  Leng Sa looked at the other one and rolled his eyes directly, “Master, it’s midsummer now, okay? And this skirt is so long, it’s very inconvenient.”

   "What are you going to do inconveniently?"

  Fu Fengcheng is not a person who has never seen the world. Even if he is not interested in various cocktail parties, he does not know how many times he has attended. It is probably still possible to judge what kind of clothes should be worn on which occasions.

  Leng Sa hesitated for a moment, "Uh...fight?"

  "...Did you go to the cocktail party or smash it?" Fu Fengcheng said, "That's it."

   "..." Leng Sa also noticed that Fu Da Shao didn't mean to help her choose clothes at all, he just pointed randomly.

   stared at him a little dissatisfied, "Do you have any opinion on my vision?"

   "Black is not for you, I am worried that you will be fooled and laughed at." Fu Fengcheng said.

  "……"

  Lan Jing saw that the young man’s attention was focused on the young lady, and carefully moved herself out.

   Fortunately, this cloakroom is really very big. After Fu Fengcheng came in, the door was empty, otherwise she would be blocked at the door and couldn't get out.

  This kind of thing, it is better for the young and the young to solve it by themselves. As for her, it is still important to save her life.

  Leng Sa couldn’t help taking a breath, “Fu Fengcheng, did you deliberately? I’m ugly and I’m happy. I want to wear this skirt to the reception.”

   After speaking, he walked outside uncomfortably. Lord Leng said that he did not want to stay in a space with someone, otherwise she would want to punch someone.

  When I walked to the bedroom door, I remembered that I hadn't changed my clothes yet. Wandering around in Fu's house in this suit would definitely attract a lot of sight and the cordial condolences from Mrs. Fu.

   was about to turn around and go back to change his clothes, Fu Fengcheng had already come out of the cloakroom.

   Seeing Fu Fengcheng come out, Leng Sa still did not forget to give him a big white eye and a cold snort.

   Fu Fengcheng frowned slightly, and held her arm when Leng Sa passed by him.

   "What are you doing?" Leng Sa looked down at him.

  Fu Fengcheng squinted slightly and said, "You are not allowed to go out in this dress tomorrow."

   "I'm not." Leng Sa smiled provocatively at him, and you said it was forbidden? How faceless is Lord Leng?

He stretched out his hand to pat him and took his hand, pulling the long hair scattered on his chest to the back of his head, "Doesn't it look good? I think this dress looks good, it's best to look at it. It's just that my hair is a bit troublesome, too. It's long. How about you say I'll get a short haircut later?"

   Fu Fengcheng is not interested in the length of her hair, "If you dare to wear this dress and go out, I will burn the things in your house."

   "..." Leng Sa stared at the stinky man with cold and arrogant face, and secretly grinned his teeth.

what did he say? !

"What did you say?!"

  Fu Fengcheng raised his head and said slowly, "If you dare to go out, I will burn all the things in your house."

  Leng Sa stared at Fu Fengcheng slightly, his eyes motionless and the expression on his face was deep, not knowing what he was thinking.

  I don’t know how long it took, Leng Sa suddenly chuckled, leaning over and approaching Fu Fengcheng, holding both hands on the wheelchair armrests, confining him to the wheelchair.

  Of course, even if she doesn’t, Fu Fengcheng’s range of activities is usually only this large.

  Leng Sa slowly lowered her head and chuckled softly in Fu Fengcheng’s ear: "Fu Shao, are you... jealous?"

  There was silence in the room, as if only each other's breathing could be heard.

   said coldly, "I remember... you were not too happy during the last school celebration?"

  Fu Fengcheng leaned on the back of his chair and looked up at her, his voice calm but low, "Then do you remember what happened that day, and what did I say?"

  What did you say to me? Leng Sa thought disapprovingly in his heart. It was a bit too exciting that day, you don’t have to remember the unimportant things too clearly.

  A pair of slender hands clasped her slender waist before she finished thinking, and she was forced to fall down after a little bit of force and cold feet.

   Still want to come? !

   Leng Sa lightly snorted and stretched out his hand and slashed towards Fu Fengcheng's hand holding his waist.

  The last time she accidentally followed Fu Fengcheng's way, this kind of thing cannot be repeated.

  Always using the same trick doesn’t work well with Lord Leng.

Fu Fengcheng gave a low laugh, holding Leng Sa with one hand to prevent her from getting up. In order to prevent him from getting too close, Leng Sa could only use one hand to prop up Fu Fengcheng’s shoulder and stretch the distance between them. In such an awkward posture, he took it apart with one hand.

  You came and went to tear it back and forth several times, but Fu Fengcheng was better able to clasp Leng Sa’s wrist.

   Leng Sa didn't care too much, let go of the hand supporting Fu Fengcheng's shoulder and attacked him. A smile came up on Fu Fengcheng's lips, and Leng Sa plunged into his arms without any surprise, clasping the hand around her waist.

   "..." Too weak in melee combat is indeed a fatal injury to every sniper.

   "Let go." Leng Sa stared at him in a deep voice.

   "Promise my terms." Fu Fengcheng said lightly.

   "I said let go."

   "Don't let go."

   Leng Sha's eyes rolled, "Don't let it go? Don't regret it."

  Fu Fengcheng raised his eyebrows slightly, as if saying, "What else can you do?"

  Leng Sa grinned at him, stomped on the whole person with force under his feet and turned back together with Fu Fengcheng and the wheelchair.

   Both of them are practicing family, even if Fu Fengcheng's legs are inconvenient, they will not suffer any serious injuries.

  However, Fu Fengcheng, who was sitting in a wheelchair, would never be able to stabilize the wheelchair under such an impact, and could only helplessly let herself and her turn to the ground.

  The two fell to the ground together with their wheelchairs. When they landed, Fu Fengcheng avoided the injury of colliding with the wheelchair and rolled aside Leng Sa. Leng Sa was also unceremonious. After a few laps in the fight, Leng Sa realized that he was still occupying the top, and raised his head triumphantly and raised his eyebrows at Fu Fengcheng.

   Fu Fengcheng sighed helplessly.

   Leng Sa proudly said: "I won, do you still fight?"

  Fu Fengcheng raised a hand and gently picked up the black ribbon behind her to play with, and asked casually, "You said that if...you can wear this dress tomorrow?" Then he pulled the ribbon aggressively.

  "Dare to move my clothes, believe it or not, I will kill you?" Leng Sa said.

  Fu Fengcheng said: "Do you dare to go out wearing this dress, believe it or not, I will kill you?"

  It’s really hard to say who killed who.

  Leng Sa blinked his eyes, remembering the previous conversation, and tilted his head to look at Fu Fengcheng.

"Hey, Shao Fu, you won't be really jealous anymore? You have also studied abroad since you were a child. How come you look like an old antique than my hometown. Besides, the relationship between the two of us is not that. I am. I promise that I will never do anything I'm sorry to you during the continuation of the marriage. You can trust my character."

   Fu Fengcheng cast his eyes down and said lightly: "Well, of course I believe in Madam."

   "That's all right?" Leng Sa patted his hand and motioned him to let go. It was also at this time that Leng Sa realized how embarrassing they are in this posture, "Uh...Would you like to let me go first?"

   "No." Fu Fengcheng Road.

  This kind of intermittent snake disease is really annoying!

  Leng Sa slightly lowered her head and approached Fu Fengcheng, and joked, "Fu Shao, do you really like me? Can't you like me with this attitude? If you want to chase me, at least..."

   "No." Fu Fengcheng interrupted her calmly.

"there is nothing?"

   "I don't want to chase you, don't think too much." Fu Fengcheng said.

  "..." It's really a good idea to punch this guy to death.

  The little devil in Leng Sa’s heart showed his squalid fangs, but the smile on his face became sweeter, "Well, what do you...what do you want to do?"

  Fu Fengcheng didn't answer, he seemed to be thinking about this question.

  Leng Sa stretched out his right hand, and his fingers lightly traversed Fu Fengcheng's heart and all the way up his neck and jaw, landing on his handsome face, and finally stopped on the scar at the corner of his eye.

  Lengsa lowered his head, and lightly tapped on the scar as if a dragonfly was dripping with water.

   Fu Fengcheng's originally relaxed body suddenly stiffened a little, "Leng Sa." As if his voice was a little tight and sweet, but with a clear warning.

  Leng Sa ignores it, isn't it just for fun, it's not that Lengye can't afford it.

  Such a top-quality goods in front of you, thanks to it if you don’t start.

   "Fu Shao, has anyone told you that you look good." Leng Sa whispered in his ear.

  Fu Fengcheng's eyes darkened, and he stood up a little while holding Leng Sa and turned over and immediately turned offensive and defensive.

  Fu Fengcheng looked down at her condescendingly, and stretched out his hand to pull the scattered hair aside, "Leng Sa, you provoke me yourself."

   "Affectionate!"

  Fu Fengcheng pinched her small jaw with one hand and looked at her firmly for a long time before he bowed his head and kissed it heavily.

  　 Master Leng: Shao Fu, are you trying to chase me? If you want to chase me, you have to balabal...

  　　 Fu Shao: No, don't think too much. (I was originally my wife, why chase after?)

  　　 Leng Ye: ... (Kill this guy to death!)

  　　

  　

  (End of this chapter)