Chapter 67

    The kiss became hotter and hotter, Zhou Jintong couldn't move at all, Fu Chi pressed against the door tightly, the breath on his lips was hot, and the strong smell of alcohol spread to every corner of the mouth, up to the throat. Fu Chi clasped her waist, pressing her hard chest tightly against her. The flower in his hand lost focus and fell to the ground at his feet.

    Zhou Jintong's lips were numb.

    Fu Chiqing. Desperate, insatiable, her hot lips moved back and covered the delicate skin on the side of her neck.

    The slippery, greasy feeling spread all the way to the deeply sunken collarbone, Fu Chi loved this place so much, and kept grinding together.

    Zhou Jintong was not feeling well at all, parted his red lips slightly, panting lightly and heavily, raised his pointed chin, and grabbed the hem of his clothes with his fingertips.

    Fu Chi groaned on his collarbone for a while, then returned to the corners of his rosy lips, and bit them lightly. His hands were also irregular, and he moved up through the clothes quietly. He was playing with the silver buttons on the clothes. Alcohol had wiped out some of his sanity, but he was still sober.

    He put his arms around her, backed away a little, and said in a hoarse voice, "I really want to sleep with you."

    Zhou Jintong's face was flushed, and she didn't look at his burning eyes.

    Fu Chi was stimulated by Fu Minglin's words, and wanted to be desperate, but it was only after he really got started that he realized he was reluctant.

    Fu Chi picked her up by the waist and walked to the sofa, and put her on the carpet. There were five or six empty beer bottles on the table, all in disarray. Zhou Jintong frowned as he looked at it. He had to drink so much wine to relieve his worries.

    Fu Chi also sat down, arched one leg, pulled the thin blanket on the sofa to cover his abnormality, and opened a bottle of beer with one hand.

    "You still drink!"

    "I've had enough, I want to feed you." Fu Chi raised his head and took a sip, the bubbles bursting in his mouth.

    Zhou Jintong had question marks in his head, and in the next second, Fu Chi came over unexpectedly, pressed her shoulders, and wrapped his slender fingers around her hand hanging on the carpet.

    She blinked slightly, and Fu Chi caught her slightly parted red lips in surprise. He forced her to open her mouth, and the lukewarm beer slowly poured into her mouth.

    Liquid in throat.

    Zhou Jintong gulped it down.

    Fu Chi was not in a hurry, and at the end, he asked, "Is it good?"

    Zhou Jintong hardly drank alcohol, and the moment the beer entered her mouth was actually a bit uncomfortable, but Fu Chi blocked it tightly, and she couldn't vomit, so she could only swallow it. Next, when he finished the journey, he could feel the sweetness of the wine.

    "Is it good?" Seeing that she should not answer, Fu Chi asked again, his broken hair covered his unscrupulous eyes peeping at her.

    Zhou Jintong's lips were water-colored, moist and swollen, and he looked at her with blurred eyes. The thin clothes couldn't cover the undulating plumpness, and the slender waist was full of grips... There were alluring scenery everywhere, and Fu Chi's throat rushed.

    He quickly avoided it, lest he couldn't help but blow up.

    Zhou Jintong lost the sense of oppression, exhaled, and moved away from him, "I don't like drinking very much."

    "Oh." Fu Chi raised the beer to his mouth, and put it down after thinking about it, "I don't drink much either. "

    "You and Aunt Manli..." She hesitated to speak, and peeked at his attitude when he heard these words. Seeing this, she was shocked and exclaimed, "What's wrong with your face, have you been beaten? Does it hurt?"

    Fu Chi's left cheek was already swollen, and there were clear fingerprints, which she didn't see when she was in a daze.

    "It hurts." Fu Chi's heart was already in pain, and he didn't care about it on his face, but in front of Zhou Jintong, he still wanted to show his misery to gain attention. He leaned over, his eye circles quickly turned red, and complained pitifully, "It hurts, Tongtong." , I drank so much wine to numb myself, but this slap still hurts, and

    my heart hurts too." Fu Chi's appearance is outstanding, and he feels pity for me at this moment.

    Zhou Jintong's heart was so soft that he held his face in his hands and said distressedly: "Is there any ice cubes? I'll apply them for you."

    "There are no ice cubes."

    "Are there any eggs?" The same goes for eggs.

    Fu Chi shook his head: "No."

    Zhou Jintong was troubled, "What should I do then? I don't know if the swelling will go away after I wake up from sleep." She thought to herself, if Fu Chi went to the company tomorrow with such a face, it would definitely detonate all gossip groups big and small in the company.

    "Kiss once, it won't hurt anymore." Fu Chi asked shamelessly, Zhou Jintong would obey anyway.

    really.

    After hearing this, Zhou Jintong leaned over and kissed the swollen finger marks without hesitation, staying for a few seconds.

    Fu Chi enjoys her intimacy.

    After Zhou Jintong kissed her, she left a distance of one centimeter, opened her mouth and exhaled slowly, "It won't hurt anymore." It's

    terrible!

    Fu Chi wished he could overthrow her.

    Reason told him to be patient, it's not the time yet, don't scare people, after all, the desires that have been dormant for many years are terrible.

    Zhou Jintong didn't know that she caused the storm, and after blowing a few times, he saw that his eyelashes blinked quickly, and his dark eyes glanced away, with bloodshot eyes floating in the bottom of his eyes. She smiled and kissed him lightly on the eyes.

    Fu Chi's eyelashes trembled.

    Zhou Jintong's kiss was undoubtedly gentle and warm, and it comforted his heart that was dying of pain all night.

    "Does it still hurt?" Zhou Jintong returned to his original position and tilted his head to look at him. Fu Chi's eyes curled up, "It doesn't hurt anymore."

    She continued to ask: "Can you tell me what happened?"

    Fu Chi looked gloomy, "It's nothing, but she is dissatisfied if I don't listen to her, give me some Lesson."

    The Rong Manli that Zhou Jintong has come into contact with is intellectual, beautiful and gentle, and she is not the same person as the cold and heartless mother in Fu Chi's eyes.

    She didn't know what kind of conversation would make her fight Fu Chi, and she couldn't see the slightest affection for her son. She thought about what happened at noon, and worried, "Is it because of me?"

    "No. "It's Fu Minglin.

    Fu Chi didn't want to say this, and he didn't want Zhou Jintong to worry about it, so he smiled, took a sip of his wine, and pinched her chin to attack her. Zhou Jintong was dizzy, as if a cloud of embarrassment floated in her mind.

    the next day.

    When Zhou Jintong arrived at the office, he found that the chamomile blanket on the table was still on the ground, trampled to pieces.

    She frowned.

    A colleague came over in due time, and whispered: "Weng Xue did it."

    Zhou Jintong also guessed that it was her, she pressed her lips tightly, picked up the broken flowers on the ground, and put them back on the table with care.

    Weng Xue didn't come today, and it was only in the afternoon that someone notified her that she had been fired.

    In the evening, she received a call from Rong Manli, asking her to come out to meet her on the weekend, and Zhou Jintong agreed.

    Rong Manli's slap completely pushed Fu Chi away.

    On Sunday morning, after Zhou Jintong helped Gu Qinnan deal with the morning flowers, he drove to the place agreed with Rong Manli ahead of schedule.

    There are very few customers in the Moonlight Cafe, they sit in twos and threes, soothing light music lingers around the corners, and the green plants are also pleasing.

    Zhou Jintong found a place by the window, turned on the phone to check the time, it was still half an hour away from the appointment, guessing that she would arrive in a while, so she clicked on the chat box of WeChat and Fang Huisheng. After establishing a relationship with Fu Chi, I never had a chance to tell her, and Fang Huisheng never contacted her after he went to the film and television city.

    [Huihui]

    Fang Huisheng replied after a few minutes [? 】

    Zhou Jintong glanced out the window, and went back to 【Are you busy with work? ]

    Fang Huisheng [m]

    seemed to be busy, Zhou Jintong turned off the phone and looked out with her chin propped up. Fu Chi called at the right time. I don't know if he just woke up or something. He called her name with a hoarse voice and a strong nasal voice.

    "Tongtong, Wen Zhuo said that couples in love have a date on weekends, do you want to go out and watch a movie?" Not a question, but a statement, Fu Chi eagerly implemented what Wen Zhuo said boyfriend and girlfriend should do.

    Zhou Jintong raised her wrist to check the time. She and Rong Manli had an appointment at 10:30, and now it's early 9:30, and it should be one or two o'clock when they go out for dinner after the appointment. She thought about it for a minute, and while Fu Chi waited patiently, she smiled, "Okay, not now, can we make an appointment at 3:30 in the afternoon?"

    "It's up to you." Fu Chi also smiled.

    After Zhou Jintong hung up the phone, she saw Rong Manli pushing the door in in a light-colored cheongsam, she got up and went up, "Auntie Manli."

    Rong Manli nodded and sat opposite her.

    The waiter served some good coffee, but Rong Manli didn't say a word, she stirred the coffee with the spoon hooked on it, her bright appearance made her aura that cannot be ignored, and Zhou Jintong felt timid because of her non-smiling appearance, thinking that she was too Bold, went to the banquet alone, said he didn't tell Fu Chi, then he really didn't tell, I really admire myself!

    "Tongtong, you and Fu Chi..." Rong Manli opened her mouth, staring at her for a long time, but couldn't say the word inappropriate.

    After beating Fu Chi, her heart trembled, and it was too late to regret.

    Fu Chi has a sensitive mind and a stubborn personality, he can do anything, but he loves Bo, and rarely likes someone to the point of being unable to extricate himself, Zhou Jintong is the first. At first, she thought that she and Fu Minglin would be compatible. After that slap, she began to examine the relationship between Fu Chi and her. She was pestering her from the beginning, right?

    "Auntie Manli, are you here to persuade me to separate from him?" Zhou Jintong thought it was difficult for her to say, so he took the initiative.

    Rong Manli stopped stirring the coffee, "If so, will Tongtong agree?"

    Seven years ago, Zhou Jintong would answer yes without hesitation, but seven years later, she pondered for a long time, and faced Rong Manli straight away. Looking at him, she said solemnly, " No."

    "Why?"

    "Because he is Fu Chi."

    Rong Manli remained silent for a while, and couldn't hold back her laughter in Zhou Jintong's nervous mood. She continued to stir the coffee, and her voice also Tend to be soft, "You and Qin Nan are really similar, and no one can influence you after you identify it."

    Zhou Jintong understood.

    Gu Qinnan is still unwilling to accept Dr. Sui.

    Rong Manli told Fu Qian about the matter that day, but she was silent for a long time, and finally lost to Fu Chi. The marriage was also clearly explained to the Xu family. Fortunately, Xu Xiawen felt relieved and was not unhappy at all. Xu Wenhong loved his daughter and naturally let her go, but he was still full of hope that Xu Xiawen and Fu Minglin could get together.

    "Tongtong, I have a movie ticket here. Take it and wait for me at the movie theater. I'll be here soon." Rong Manli suddenly thought of something, took out the movie ticket in her bag, and handed it to Zhou Jintong.     The movie is the hottest romance movie nowadays. Zhou Jintong originally planned to watch it with Fu Chi in the afternoon, but Rong Manli also liked watching it. She took it, noticed the time, and asked in confusion, "It's about to start, you won't go with me?"     Rong Manli rolled her eyes, "Go first, I'll make a phone call." The     movie theater is above the coffee shop, It didn't take much time in the past, Zhou Jintong undoubtedly had it, twisted his bag and took the ticket to the cinema. Rong Manli sat in her seat, struggling with her eyes, and dialed the phone.     "Tongtong has already gone up."     She hung up the phone, thinking to herself, if there is no way to change the ending, then give Minglin one last chance.     The author has something to say: There are no bicycles!     Do you guys notice that I have a sign of ending?     It's time to tweet, my friend San Pangwu's "Unrestrained Love" is super beautiful, the copy is as follows, if you are interested, you can check it out!     [Campus + city, gentle and flirtatious big guy X unconvinced sweet girl]     Xu Jiahe, a top student in the Department of Economics of Haida University, has fair skin and beautiful appearance, with a cool temperament.     Because of an award-winning photo in an international investment competition, the sea school forum was screened.     Furthermore, the outstanding talent that was picked out of the professional field, the actual performance track is surprisingly similar to Ji Mu, another master of economics, an upstart in the business world of Haishi, and the leader of Jifeng Holdings.     Some people predicted that she would become another god-level legend of the School of Economics just like Ji Shen.

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