"Every time I touch her, she feels nauseous and vomits. The psychiatrist said she has this problem and shouldn't worry."
Jiang Yukuo felt that Fu Yanlin's smile was somewhat gloating, more like ridicule and pride. Who can feel better when encountering this kind of thing? Jiang Yukuo's tone was very aggrieved, "I am a normal man, can I not have needs?
After holding it in for more than a year without being kissed or slept with, who can withstand it?"
"So you went to fuck her roommate?"
"I'm not a monk!" Jiang Yukuo said angrily with a stern face, "Besides, her roommate and I were just playing around, huh... damn, she found a wild man to fool around with just after we broke up, she was so cold
What a fool!"
When he thought of the voice he heard at the door of Wen Sheng's room, Jiang Yukuo's inner anger burned intensified.
Wen Sheng's thin voice was a huge blow to his dignity as a man.
"Are you feeling aggrieved?" Fu Yanlin sneered, "The scumbag has not done enough, and you still want to be a beast?"
"I feel wronged! Little uncle, you said it was your fault, aren't you angry?" Jiang Yukuo didn't dare to talk back, and Fu Yanlin had no choice but to endure Fu Yanlin calling him a beast.
Who told him that he couldn't afford to offend him? Even if Fu Yanlin was only two years older than him, he was still his brother-in-law, and seniority matters here.
"Don't be angry." Fu Yanlin exhaled a puff of smoke, rolled up his sleeves slowly and said expressionlessly, "I'm not as shameless as you."
"..." Jiang Yukuo was so indignant that he opened his mouth to spit out, "If I had known, I would have gone hard on you! She just owes..."
Before Jiang Yu finished speaking, his vision suddenly went black and he screamed in pain.
Fu Yanlin punched his face with a fist, then held his cigarette holder with a look of cold disgust on his face, "How did the Jiang family raise such a bastard like you? Huh?"
Jiang Yukuo was stunned by the sudden punch. He was completely stunned. He stared at Fu Yanlin angrily and dared not speak, "Uncle, why are you hitting me!"
Fu Yanlin threw another fist at him, "I don't have the ability to watch people, so you mess with my affairs?"
"..."
"Are you aggrieved by beating you?"
Only then did Jiang Yukuo understand that Fu Yanlin had gone downstairs in anger. Maybe when he called just now, Fu Yanlin was on the verge of breaking out. He was dissatisfied with his good deeds being interrupted, so he went downstairs to settle the score with Jiang Yukuo.
Jiang Yukuo thought he was unlucky, but in Jiangzhou, who would touch a hair of his head? Fu Yanlin was a demon king that he couldn't afford to offend. He had to swallow his anger after being punched twice, and was even humiliated by Fu Yanlin, who said, "He looks a bit like a man."
Is it possible?"
Before Jiang Yukuo could answer, Fu Yanlin threw away his cigarette butt and turned towards the hotel parking lot.
Only then did Jiang Yukuo remember the important things that came to Qingzhou this time, and shouted to Fu Yanlin's back, "Uncle, grandpa asked me to take you back! His old man is celebrating his 70th birthday at the end of the month, and you can't miss it!"
If his family hadn't asked him to come to Qingzhou to deliver a message to Fu Yanlin, and he had to go back to show his face for the old man's birthday at the end of the month, Jiang Yukuo wouldn't have come to Qingzhou to suffer. However, if he hadn't come, he wouldn't have thought of talking to Wen Sheng, let alone
Found Wen Sheng fooling around with a man.
Fu Yanlin didn't care about him. After getting into the car, he impatiently lit a cigarette.
Tonight in Cheongju, the moon is bright, the stars are sparse, and the air is fresh. Ganglan District is not a bustling area of Cheongju. The streets at this point are already sparsely populated, and the streets are blown by the breeze, giving the appearance of a quiet time.
Fu Yanlin leaned on the back of the cab chair, holding a cigarette at an angle. Wen Sheng's clean little face and her indifferent little deer eyes flashed in his mind. Wen Sheng's words of indifference to the core of his heart echoed in his ears.
Chi: Get lost.
After a long while, Fu Yanlin took out his mobile phone and sent a text message to an unmarked number.