Quick Wear: After being conquered by the male protagonist, he said I was sick

Chapter 800 The Domineering CEO Fu's Fierce Love (4)

"Hey Fu, it's my big day opening a bar. Come on over and support me! Check out the video I sent you—hot, sexy girls and handsome guys who're all alluring. Which one do you like? I'll introduce you to them."

Fu Xun was annoyed by his scumbag father blocking the way at the villa and didn't want to see that loving family.

I've been staying at my maternal grandfather's house for the past few days.

In the old-fashioned courtyard, Fu Xun's room was in a secluded attic in the backyard, on the second floor.

I had just finished washing up and was about to go to bed when I saw a voice message from a friend, along with a 15-second video.

In the dark environment, with the energetic DJ and dazzling lights, the young men and women on the dance floor shouted excitedly.

Fu Xun only found it noisy.

In a fleeting shot, a man dressed in black with a buzz cut, long and narrow eyebrows, was drinking in a corner booth. His gaze was fixed in another direction, like a venomous snake, crouching and darkly watching his prey.

It only flashed for a second.

Fu Xun suddenly sat up in bed.

Pause the video and zoom in.

Although the lighting was unclear and the lens was blurry due to the shooting distance, Fu Xun was certain that this was the person he was looking for.

Oh!!

What a jerk!!

They even dared to show up in City E.

If he went back to China, I really wouldn't be able to do anything about him, but... you just won't leave.

Fu Xun replied to his friend with "Wait," and immediately got up to change his clothes.

After quickly getting ready, I went down to the attic and came back two minutes later. I sprayed some perfume on myself and made sure everything was okay before taking my car keys and leaving.

Fu Xun fought his way to the bar.

Without even having time to notify their friends, as if afraid the man would run away, they quickly located the man still sitting in the corner booth based on the video's location.

Fu Xun suddenly stepped forward, blocking the man's path.

The man who was drinking paused, looked up, saw it was Fu Xun, and curled his lips: "Mr. Fu, are you checking up on me?"

Seeing his nonchalant demeanor, Fu Xun was not at all surprised that he had been able to find him, as if he had deliberately exposed his whereabouts to lure him into a trap.

Fu Xun was so angry that he wanted to stab someone to death with a wine bottle.

Fu Xun was quite handsome and had dressed up a bit. Standing there, he was too conspicuous, so he sat down, snatched the wine from Jiang Que's hand, drank it all in one gulp, and asked in a low voice, "Why won't you marry me?"

Fu Xun sat down and even snatched his own wine.

Jiang Que turned around, his slender eyes glaring at him like a venomous snake: "I don't want to get married."

"If everyone who has slept with someone gets married, then the country won't have to worry about the marriage rate."

Fu Xun: "..."

That makes sense.

But I got even angrier.

Fu Xun took a wine cup, poured himself a cup of wine that Jiang Que had opened on the table, and used it to calm his nerves.

Jiang Que looked at him in the dazzling lights that shimmered with the music, leaned back on the booth sofa, put his arm around Fu Xun's back, and slowly touched his waist as Fu Xun poured wine.

Fu Xun looked down to look, but what came next was the man's warm body.

She slowly tightened her grip around his waist, bringing her head close to gently kiss his exposed neck. Just a fleeting kiss, then she chuckled softly, "Mr. Fu, are you wearing perfume? Did you come to see me? Could it be that you've fallen for me?"

Fu Xun couldn't stand the foul language. He gripped his wine glass tightly, then suddenly realized why he had to endure it—this was his territory!

He splashed the freshly poured wine onto Jiang Que's face.

The wine was splashed all over his face, dripping down his cheeks. The wine had a sweet taste. The man pursed his lips, his deep, dark eyes locking onto Fu Xun, as if he was thoroughly enjoying the splash.

She suddenly tightened her grip on Fu Xun's waist and lowered her head to bite hard on Fu Xun's exposed shoulder above his collarbone.

Fu Xun gasped, about to push the man away and hurl a few curses to teach him a lesson, when the man suddenly released his grip, changing his bite to a kiss, tracing a path down his neck to his earlobe, a tingling, numbing sensation. His voice was husky, and he asked him in a suggestive tone, "I've booked a room upstairs. Would you do me the honor of coming along to enjoy it?"

A deep male voice, an ambiguous atmosphere.

You're making it sound like you've bought a house just because you booked a room, and you expect people to come and admire it.

Just say you want to sleep.

This guy is very skilled.

Two months have passed since that incident, and he... really misses it.

Fu Xun could not bear to see himself so depraved.

She's still with a man who doesn't want to marry her.

so! !

This marriage is a must!!

Fu Xun's silence was an admission of consent.

Jiang Que pulled him upstairs.