Lord Xiao, your little goblin is on fire again

Rain falls.

The humid and solemn atmosphere makes people feel unspeakable boredom.

"Well, I know." Standing on the top floor of the Fu Group, Fu Jing was wearing a black suit to wrap his muscular and powerful figure, looking down at the capital city on a rainy night with piercing eyes.

After hanging up the phone, he frowned, stared at the wedding ring on his ring finger, and remained silent.

A feast for the Pei family.

Pei Yi, who was wearing nine centimeter high heels, was wearing a custom-made white tube top dress.

The slender waist and plump fullness show the curves.

Her slender white fingers lightly gripped the thin column of the red wine glass, and her bright red nails matched her fair skin even more.

"Xiaoyi, Fu Jing hasn't arrived yet?"

Pei's father's dissatisfied words directly interrupted Pei Yi's thoughts, "Yes."

I didn't want to cover for him.

Hearing this, Pei Binsong, with neatly combed temples, frowned, and was about to say something when he saw Fu Jing, whose suit was wet, had already entered the banquet.

"Dad, the company has a temporary meeting, so I'm late."

Fu Jing, who was tall and strong, looked at Father Pei apologetically, and put his broad palm lightly on the woman's back.

Seeing this, Pei Binsong's dissatisfaction eased a little, and he nodded, "Well, it's good when we get here."

After Pei's father walked away, Pei Yi looked at his tense jaw with winking eyes, and smiled lightly, "Mr. Fu is really getting more and more proficient in acting every now and then."

Fu Jing looked down at the woman's glamorous little face, and the corner of his mouth tugged slightly, "That also requires Miss Pei's cooperation."

If one ignores the indifference in his eyes, the scene at this time can be described as a work of heaven.

Commercial marriage is just a show in name only.

Everyone knows it well, but they still have to pretend to be a good couple outside.

By the time the banquet was over, the sky had already darkened.

The two people sitting in the back seat both drank a lot of wine tonight, but no one was willing to take the initiative to interrupt the original silence.

The Pei and Fu families collaborated, and everyone complimented them with wine.

In the rich and powerful class with a lot of interests, flattery and clinging are both compulsory social means.

Nourishing, nourishing, nourishing.

Pei Yi's cell phone in her handbag vibrated a few times, which finally eased the heavy atmosphere a little.

Fu Jing, who closed his eyes and rested lightly, raised his hand and lightly pulled on the tie, and unbuttoned the two buttons, revealing the delicate collarbone in the shirt.

The short hair in front of the forehead fell wantonly, a little bit elegant.

[Sister, are you still here to play today? 】

[Sister, I miss you. 】

Seeing these two messages, Pei Yi chuckled lightly.

But in the silent space, Fu Jing, who was slightly drunk, could hear it very clearly, raising his eyes and sweeping lightly.

I don't know if his gaze is too hot, or the space in the car is too small, Pei Yi, who was replying to the message, turned her head and looked over.

"Like small ones?" The two looked at each other, and Fu Jing, who was leaning on the back seat, did not avoid it.

"Young, with good physical strength." She replied.

Suddenly, Fu Jing's eyes turned a little cold for no reason, and he didn't look at her again, and closed his eyes in silence.

Seeing that he didn't make any noise, Pei Yi also felt bored, and shifted her gaze to the phone screen again.

After getting home.

Pei Yi, who took off her high heels, walked directly into the bedroom, trying to wash off her sticky dryness.

Fu Jing, who was changing her slippers, looked down at her crooked high heels, and picked them up and placed them on the shoe cabinet.

At this time, Pei Yi, who was taking off her dress, didn't notice the man walking in at all, and Fu Jing, who was witnessing the beautiful scenery, didn't make a sound and stopped in her tracks.

The roundness tightly wrapped by the chest stickers is revealed, and the slender waist is as white as snow, making people want to leave traces of their own.

The straight and slender beautiful legs added a touch of style to her.

When Pei Yi turned around and was about to go to the bathroom, she was terrified by the man standing not far behind her and almost bumped against the corner of the cabinet.

Fu Jing, who had quick eyesight and quick hands, subconsciously went to help her, and Pei Yi's nose slammed into his hard chest.

"Get out!" Pei Yi, whose eyes were red with pain, raised her hand and pushed him hard.

Fu Jing, who was cold-eyed and smiling, seldom saw her such a charming and indulgent appearance. He didn't want to let go, but raised his hand to gently pinch her chin, forcing her to look up, "Does it hurt?"

Pei Yi felt that the atmosphere was too ambiguous, so she interrupted, "It's none of your business."

After breaking free from the man's restraint, she directly picked up the nightgown on the bed, put it on, and walked quickly to the bathroom.

Fu Jing regained his original appearance again, and the smile in his eyes disappeared instantly.

After taking out the men's nightgown from the closet, he walked to the next room.

At night, the rain gradually stopped.

Fu Jing, who turned from the study to the master bedroom, just opened the door, and saw the woman who was holding the mobile phone directly pulled the quilt away and lay down on her side.

I don't want to talk to him a word.

Pei Yi, who closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep, felt that the position beside her was gradually collapsing, and she couldn't help moving her body to the side of the bed.

Fu Jing had a panoramic view of the woman's little actions, and just about to make a sound, his eyes suddenly caught a glimpse of the chat interface of her mobile phone, and he frowned.

【Sister, shall I pick you up tomorrow? 】

【Need not. 】

[Could it be that my sister is stuck in her tracks? 】

[Old men don't please my sister, let alone hinder my sister's footsteps. 】

Immediately afterwards, the other party sent another ambiguous text message, and Fu Jing was not in the mood to peek at the contents again, "Going out tomorrow?"

Pei Yi knew that he was talking to herself, but didn't pay attention. .seven

Seeing that she turned a deaf ear to her, his tone became a bit colder, "Pei Yi, if you want to play, clean it up for me!"

Hearing this, Pei Yi, who was pretending to be asleep, frowned and raised her eyes, "Do you think I'm not doing my duty? You should clean up your mess!"

She always knew that there was a white moonlight hidden in his heart.

Even the friends around him sometimes make jokes, but she just responds with a smile.

Tit for tat, four eyes.

In the end, it was Fu Jing who was defeated, "Go to sleep."

And Pei Yi's gaze dimmed a lot after he said those two words.

Knowing what she was worried about, he never wanted to explain it.

"You go to sleep next door."

After saying this, Pei Yi turned around and fell asleep again, and didn't care about the constant text messages from her mobile phone.

Gradually, when she heard the man beside her get up and get out of bed, she never made a sound.

Gradually, as night fell, she fell into a dream.

Wearing a black nightgown, Fu Jing stood alone in the study.

His eyes fell into the abyss of the night, and there was still a sparkling cigarette butt between his slender fingers, and the smoke was misty.

Thoughtful.

several days in a row.

Fu Jing didn't even see a woman at home.

That night.

Fu Jing, who had just returned home from the company, smelled heavily of alcohol on his face. Through the darkness, he glanced at the woman curled up on the sofa in the living room.

Turn on the lights in the living room.

The glare was dazzling, and Pei Yi, who was drunk, frowned and narrowed her beautiful eyes.

The scattered and unfocused eyes could not completely see the appearance of the man walking slowly, but the familiar aura made her recognize him.

In an instant, Pei Yi, who was intoxicated with intoxication and rationality, completely lost the usual indifference towards him.

Stretching out her white and slender arms, her charming voice was mixed with a rare coquettish voice, "Husband, hug."