Chapter 322: The Shura Field of the Wealthy Wife (38)
Hands shake.
The melon seeds fell to the ground.
Fu Yue: "......"
Qi Yan looked over, there was a little doubt in his beautiful eyes, he tilted his head to Fu Yue's ear, and asked softly, "What's wrong?" ”
Fu Yue patted the crumbs of melon seeds on his hands, wiped them clean with a handkerchief, and shook his head towards Qi Yan, "It's nothing." ”
Although I have doubts in my heart.
But Qi Yan didn't get to the bottom of it.
Next, Fu Yue supported his head the whole time, lowered his head, and then covered his face with his hands, without looking at Tsing Yi on the stage again.
Qi Yan, who saw Fu Yue's movements in his eyes: "? ”
Fu Yue, who is breaking his heart and thoughts.
I'm not Su Chiyue, you didn't see me, and the Shura field couldn't find me......
Suddenly.
A pale and cold one poked into her forehead, the touch of cold jade, cold and very comfortable.
Fu Yue was taken aback.
opened her narrow phoenix eyes, raised her head, and saw Qi Yan reaching out to touch her forehead, the man's clean and clear eyes, with a little imperceptible worry in them.
"Are you uncomfortable?"
Fu Yue kept her head down, and Qi Yan was uncomfortable when she had a fever.
I was about to shake my head, but suddenly, an idea came to my mind.
Fu Yue inadvertently turned her head to look around, and saw that most of the people were performing in the stands, and no one paid attention to her.
Then she stood up quietly, squeezed into Qi Yan's seat again, pushed the military beauty with her white and slender hand, and whispered: "You passed, squeezed me." ”
Qi Yan was stunned for a moment, and obediently let go of the way, then reached out and hugged the woman's slender waist, the tips of Bai Yu's ears turned red, and asked in a low voice, "What are you doing here?" ”
Luckily, the chair is spacious enough to seat two people.
As for why Fu Yue squeezed a seat with her own Britney, of course, it was for the convenience of beauty.
Fu Yue lied without blushing and heartbeat: "That chair is too hard, it makes me uncomfortable...... Why don't I sit on your lap? ”
The woman's beautiful phoenix eyes stared directly at the young officer, half joking and half coquettish: "Do you want to let it or not?" ”
Qi Yan: "! ”
There was a rumbling roar in his mind, and the officer's beautiful and fair face turned red, and then he saw Fu Yue's eyes full of jokes, and knew that he was being teased.
A little annoyed and angry, he hugged the woman's slender shoulder, and then leaned his thin lips over, pressed them to the other party's ear, and said softly: "Yueyue, are you making fun of me?" ”
With the warm breath in his ears, Fu Yue touched his ears uncomfortably, and then begged for mercy: "Okay, okay, I was wrong, let's get down to business...... No matter what happens, you, you must believe me, okay? ”
Qi Yan lowered his black eyes and hit the nail on the head: "For example." ”
Fu Yue: "I'm just giving you an example. ”
The young and beautiful officer stared at her for a long time, looking at the woman's clear and beautiful eyes, so clean that they didn't seem to contain any impurities, and they were full of him.
Long.
Qi Yan lowered his eyes and said lightly: "Okay, I believe in you." ”
I'm sensitive and suspicious, but as long as it's you, no matter what, I'll believe it.
I will only say the phrase "I believe in you" once, and I only hope that you will not live up to my sincerity. If you lose it, I won't give it away.
I will still love you, but I will not believe in you anymore.
……。
Their voices were so low that no one else could hear them at all, except for Sheng Jinghua, who was sitting next to Qi Yan and Fu Yue.