After filing for divorce, the hidden marriage boss panicked

Chapter 162 The little puppy is very considerate

In the ancient town at night, red lanterns and the moonlight are reflected on the river, like sparks igniting the night, blurring the signboards of shops on both sides of the river, and low wooden houses hidden among them.

There is a constant flow of tourists on the street, and there are also young people in small groups, sitting on the small wooden tables under the stone bridge, sipping tea, eating snacks, and chatting about life. It is extremely comfortable.

"Where are you taking me?"

Fu Shuruan was not in the mood to appreciate the beautiful scenery. He gritted his teeth in anger, kept beating his legs, turned his head and bit the back of his neck hard.

"hiss--"

The sound of the man's cold breathing came, and the hand holding her couldn't help but tighten a little. He reluctantly glanced at the little thing on his shoulder with its teeth and claws: "If you don't want to fall into the river to feed the fish, don't make trouble with me."

Although his voice sounded calm, there was a hint of helplessness.

Fu Shuruan lay on his shoulder and turned a deaf ear, and continued to pinch his waist with her little hands, warning fiercely: "Xiang Chuan! You'd better put me down quickly, otherwise, I want you to look good! "

In front of so many classmates in her class, it was so embarrassing to pick her up and leave like a bandit.

"If I don't let go, how do you want to make me look good?"

Xiangchuan walked forward without losing speed. Fu Shuruan was so annoyed that he grabbed his ears and twisted them hard: "Then I will take off these two ornaments of yours."

The two refused to give in to each other. If he didn't let her go, she wouldn't let go either.

More and more strange looks were cast around them. There was a little boy with a lollipop in his hand who was looking at it particularly seriously. He raised his head, his grape-like crystal clear eyes sparkling with curiosity, and walked up to the two of them and made a sucking sound. He asked angrily: "Brother, my sister is so beautiful, how can you bully her?"

"Did you hear that the kids said you were bullying me and you still didn't let me go?"

Fu Shuruan took the opportunity to struggle and jump off his shoulder. Just as she was about to raise her foot to kick him, she saw the little boy waving his chubby little paws to stop her: "Sister, the kindergarten teacher said that you must be civilized in public places and don't use violence. !”

Xiangchuan lowered his eyes and looked at the little boy, who was looking at him with his eyes open and a serious look on his face.

This look... inexplicably hit Xiang Chuan's cuteness. He curled his lips, squatted down and kneaded the fat face a few times, and said in a lazy tone: "You are at this age when you can't even control your peeing. He understands quite a lot.”

The little boy blinked his big eyes and suddenly ran to Fu Shuruan and tugged at the corner of her clothes with his little hands, as if asking for advice: "Sister, you are so beautiful. When I grow up, can you be my girlfriend?" ?”

As he spoke, he lowered his head and took out a blueberry-flavored lollipop from the pocket of his Doraemon jacket and handed it to Fu Shuruan. He looked at her expectantly and added: "If you are willing to be my girlfriend, , I will give you lots and lots of lollipops every day."

After finishing speaking, he turned to Xiangchuan and raised his chin: "Brother, when my sister and I get married, can you be the best man?"

"..."

The corner of Xiangchuan's mouth twitched a few times, and he reached out to pick up the little boy. A pair of dark eyes locked tightly on the little kid with drooling chin, and his tone was cold and dangerous: "Kid, she is mine, please stop beating her. Her idea, don’t you have a little Qingmei who grew up with you?”

"What are small green plums? Can they be eaten?"

The little boy tilted his head and thought, his face full of confusion.

Xiang Chuan raised his eyebrows, his expression looked very serious, he kindly used a tissue to wipe his saliva, and replied patiently: "You can go home and ask your parents, won't you know?"

"......"

Fu Shuruan stood aside and couldn't bear to listen to his serious deception, so he turned around and ran away.

She had just walked a few meters away when someone suddenly grabbed her wrist and pulled her into the alley. Before she had time to react, she was pushed against the wall.

The alley was quiet, and the dim streetlights outlined the man's handsome facial features in a deep and three-dimensional way. His eyes narrowed slightly as he stared at her, his thin lips pursed, and a strong male hormone lingered around her instantly, making her heart tighten.

She opened her mouth and said gently: "Xiang Chuan, what do you want to do?"

The tall figure enveloped her tightly, Xiangchuan laughed softly, bent his head close to her ear, breathed hot breath on her neck, causing a tingling sensation, and his voice was hoarse and sexy: "Guess."

These changes one after another are too overwhelming.

Her eyes were misty, her heart was beating wildly, and her cheeks were pink, just like the most beautiful little bud among the flowers, tempting to pick.

"I...I don't know..."

She curled up into a ball, looked at his bottomless eyes with defensive eyes like a little cat, wary and confused, and her tone was nervous.

It was so embarrassing. She was obviously not really afraid of him, but she was always invaded by the oppressive feeling on his body, making her tremble even when she spoke.

"Stop getting angry with me, okay?"

His big palm pressed against her cheek, and the calloused fingertips felt the soft and delicate touch. His eyes darkened, and his voice seemed to be filled with alcohol, with traces of bewitchment: "Baby, call me brother again." .”

Fu Shuruan's eyes rolled darkly, and he called out obediently: "Brother."

"So nice."

Xiangchuan curved the corners of his lips, stroked the tip of her straight nose with his long and clean fingers, and a slight smile appeared in his eyes.

Her expression became a little silly, she slapped his hand away, snorted arrogantly, turned away, refused to look at him, and said with disgust, "You seem to be teasing a dog."

The man held her face and came back to look into his eyes, smiling fondly: "Are you allergic to romance?"

"Romance also depends on the right person."

There was a hint of teasing in her voice, and she deliberately chose words he didn't want to hear: "For example, Mu Xiao, who looks like a puppy, or Lin Yixuan, who is also good, can play the guitar and sing."

Xiangchuan laughed angrily, his chest rising and falling sharply. In the dim light, you could clearly feel that his face was getting darker and darker. His sharp eyes swept over her pure face, and his tone was cold to the bone: "The type who likes little puppies." of?"

Her eyelashes fluttered, and she pretended to be serious and nodded: "Yes, the little puppy is very considerate."

The man stared at her and squeezed out each word through clenched teeth: "Do you dare to say one more thing?"

Xu Shi was really angry at her words. He felt a cramp in his stomach, and nausea surged up. The hand that restrained her suddenly let go, and she leaned against the wall, bent down, and endured the pain.

Sensing something was wrong with him, she stopped her playful attitude and hurriedly held his arm: "Xiang Chuan, what's wrong with you?"

Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, his jaw tightened, and the cramping pain in his stomach became more intense. He slowly slid along the wall and sat on the ground, with a look of pain on his face.

"Xiang Chuan, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me."

The little girl was so anxious that tears came to her eyes, and she tried to use all her strength to help him up, but he was completely exhausted. She tried all her strength, but she could only barely hold up one arm.

He held his stomach and curled up like a shrimp. Fu Shuruan was frightened and hurriedly squatted in front of him. He raised his hand and touched the back of his hot hand, only to realize that he had a fever.

"Damn it, you're not really so angry with me, are you?"

Fu Shuruan hurriedly picked up his mobile phone and dialed 120. Water mist gradually rose in his eyes. He bit his lip and looked at the man suffering from convulsions on the ground with red eyes: "Does it hurt? Be patient for now, the ambulance will be here soon." "

"Fu Shu Ruan."

The man's eyes were hot and focused, with an indescribable obsession. He raised his hand to wipe away the glistening tears on her face, as if he was about to die at any time: "If it hurts me to death, you can go find me." You are such a considerate little puppy, so that’s fine..."

Unable to finish the second half of the sentence due to his poor acting skills, he dropped his hands weakly and closed his eyes pretending to faint.

Fu Shuruan was simple-minded and anxious. How could he discover his cunning little tricks? He threw himself into his arms, shaking his head like a rattle. He cried harder while holding him: "I lied to you, I only like You alone, don’t die..."

Xiang Chuan paused slightly as he held her hand, and the corners of his mouth could not help but rise.