Chapter 331 The Shura Field of the Rich Wife (50)

What Fu Yue means is that people with mysophobia are more resistant to this kind of stuff. Because they dislike other people being dirty, they yearn for platonic love more.

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She hurriedly expressed her meaning clearly, then opened her eyes, stared at Qi Jin, and said aggrievedly: "I really didn't mean that."

Qi Jin stared at her calmly for two seconds, said slowly, and then continued: "You haven't answered the question I just asked."

Fu Yue: "Huh?"

The young officer lowered his beautiful eyes calmly and looked over coldly.

"..." Fu Yue said hurriedly: "No, not anywhere."

She just stretched out three fingers and pointed at the sky and swore.

Qi Jin smiled, not sure whether he believed it or not, and continued to ask: "Have you ever been with Sheng Jinghua?"

Speaking of this, Fu Yue felt her head hurt. She tilted her head and said nothing, her eyes falling to the side.

Qi Jin pinched her chin, turned Fu Yue's eyes to him, and then spoke softly, "Yueyue, be good, tell me, I want to hear it from your own mouth."

The man's cold fingertips pinched his chin.

Fu Yue couldn't help shaking her body, and even her breathing became softer.

Extend your head and cut your head, then shrink your head and cut your head.

Fu Yue's heart skipped a beat, her red lips opened and closed, revealing everything.

"Yes, I have been with Sheng Jinghua. Not only him, but also another person, that Qing Yi who performed on stage that day. That's right, I just stepped into a few boats..."

Qi Jin pinched Fu Yue's face, reached for his coat, and wrapped Fu Yue tightly.

Then he picked her up and walked outside.

Fu Yue stretched out her hand to stop him, widened her eyes and said, "! What are you doing??"

Qi Jin said indifferently: "Go home."

Holding the woman in his arms, he walked out step by step with a steady pace.

Walked out of the dormitory building.

The rain that hit her face made her face feel cold. Fu Yue subconsciously hid in Qi Jin's arms. The man's broad chest was warm and safe.

He was pushed into the car by Qi Jin.

Fu Yue wanted to say something else, but then the man's light words made her shut up.

"Please calm down, I can't control myself anymore..."

Through the reflector, Adjutant Li secretly glanced at Qi Jin and Fu Yue in the back seat, and then met the young marshal's beautiful and cold eyes.

With a shrinking of his neck, Adjutant Li withdrew his eyes timidly, and then drove as quietly as a chicken.

As soon as Fu Yue moved, her wrist was held by Qi Jin, and the man's low and hoarse voice sounded in her ears: "What is Yueyue going to do?"

"...It's nothing. My feet are a little sore and I want to change to a sitting position."

Qi Jin didn't let go of Fu Yue's hand and said slowly, "Oh, I thought Yueyue wanted to jump out of the car and run away."

Fu Yue: "..."

Can you still talk properly?