Chapter 170: If she really marries him, it will be a disaster
"Teasing?!" Feng Qianyu raised her eyebrows, and she almost didn't see him getting up. He had already floated in front of her, holding up her chin with his long white fingers, and narrowed his eyes dangerously: "You think so?" His face showed
He was stiff and cold, his tone was hard, but there seemed to be a trace of hurt in his eyes.
"Okay! Then I will do as you wish! Don't regret it!" He let her go quickly, turned around and slammed the door.
Long Fuyue sat down slumped, and after a long time, she slowly crawled back to her bed, covered her head with a quilt, and continued to sleep. She continued to sleep after being manipulated by him all night, and she was already very sleepy.
Keep sleeping, this guy is out, and no one will disturb her anymore...
Long Fuyue tried her best to hypnotize herself, but she could no longer fall asleep.
Why did he go? Looking at the dissatisfied look on his face, he must have gone to his concubines to vent his anger... Go, go! She won't regret it! But, why is her heart so good?
Sour? I really want to cry...[
That night, she didn't know when she fell asleep. When she woke up, there was some moisture on the pillow. She didn't know if it was her saliva or tears.
Early the next morning, she rarely waited for anyone to call her, so she got up on her own. Subconsciously, she turned her head and looked at the inner bed. The bedding there was still messy as when Feng Qianyu left. Feng Qianyu left and never came back...
Long Fuyue's bright red mouth was bitten to death by her. Damn it, a dead shemale, a broken shemale, a big stallion! He looked like he was dissatisfied with desire after not having a woman for a few days! Huh, you still want her to marry him? Huh.
!It would be an absolute disaster if she really married him!
She muttered angrily, but for some reason her heart felt empty and she couldn't fill it up. She folded up the bedding haphazardly, washed herself again, and walked out of the door.
The early morning sunshine wrapped around her body without any reservation, making it warm and extremely comfortable. Long Fuyue took a long breath and stopped thinking about anything.
Three years, and she will be free in another three years. Then she can go wherever she wants. She will also run around like a hero, and maybe she can meet someone like Zhang Danfeng (for Zhang Danfeng's story, see "Ping Zong" for details)
A hero like "The Movie", who is passionately devoted to himself