Chapter 315 The Asura Field of the Rich Wife (34)

Fu Yue chuckled.

She raised her white and slender fingertips, touched the man's cherry red lips, and said with a smile: "You man, is your mouth a display? Can't you just say that I regret it?"

Qi Jin blinked, then hummed, and whispered: "Then, are you going?"

Fu Yue nodded perfunctorily.

The young and beautiful officer curled the corners of his lips, his indifferent eyebrows burst into a stunning smile, and then happily put the key in his hand into Fu Yue's hand, "Then you should keep this one."

Fu Yue didn't refuse this time, but raised his eyebrows and began to settle accounts, "The first time we met, you left me alone at the wedding, making me the laughing stock of everyone in Beicheng."

"The second time we met, you pinned me to the ground and pointed a gun at me. Later, you tied me to the bed because I didn't sleep well."

"A few days ago, you pushed me and bumped into the cabinet. I got a big bruise on my arm, and it hasn't faded yet."

Saying that, Fu Yue opened his sleeves slightly, revealing the shocking bruise on his arm, "Tell me, how should I settle accounts with you?"

Facing Fu Yue's narrow and beautiful eyes, Qi Jin felt a little guilty, moved his thin lips, and asked tentatively: "Why don't you beat me up?"

Fu Yue: "..."

He gently held Fu Yue's arm, looked down at the bruise, and distress flashed hastily in his eyes, "I'm sorry."

Qi Jin thought for a while, he raised his hand to hold Fu Yue's hand, and then slapped himself hard on the face.

There was a crisp sound.

Fu Yue was stunned.

Lieutenant Li, who was driving in front, was also stunned. The steering wheel flicked and almost fell into a ditch.

This slap is really unambiguous.

There was a clear slap mark on the man's fair and beautiful face, and the corners of his lips were even broken a little. Looking at it like this, there was a shockingly abusive beauty.

Seeing that Qi Jin wanted to slap himself, Fu Yue hurriedly withdrew his hand, then reached out to hold his chin, and said sadly: "Why did you slap yourself in the face!! My favorite is your beautiful face Such a flowery face!!"

"Qi Jin, believe it or not, if you are disfigured, I won't want you."

Qi Jin: "..."

There was a heartache in his heart, as if he had just touched himself.

He slowly opened his lips and said, "You said that I once made you a joke in Beicheng. Tomorrow is the day when all the warlords will join forces. I will go with my slap and I will be with you..."

Become a joke with you.

To say she was moved, Fu Yue must have felt it, but she still felt sorry for Qi Jin...'s face.

This slap hit her heart, her heart! !

The beautiful young officer said quietly: "So, you just like my face?"

Fu Yue said honestly: "Not all of them. But... Let me give you an example, if your beauty drops by 50%, then my liking for you will also drop by 50%."

This is very true and very heartbreaking.

Qi Jin: "..."

He tried his best to suppress the feeling of heartache and try to comfort himself. Such...a sincere girl is hard to find.

Raising his hand to gently pinch Fu Yue's face, Qi Jin withdrew his hand expressionlessly, "He has no conscience."

Fu Yue's eyes turned and fell on Qi Jin's pure white and clean gloves. She blinked her beautiful phoenix eyes and asked, "Why are you wearing these white gloves all the time? To pretend to be 13?"

Qi Jin raised his eyes in doubt, "Pretend to be 13?"