Chapter 7 For Him?

Qin Shu is a sign.

nausea?

She didn't feel sick when she kissed him.

She suddenly remembered that in the previous life, Fu Tingyu was domineering.

In a hurry, she seemed to have said something like this...

"Then you have to prepare for the rest of your life."

Fu Tingyu's voice was cold and biting, pressed against his ears, his dark eyes were deep and full of bloodthirsty possessiveness.

Qin Shu turned around, raised his head to look at the man in front of him, stood on tiptoe and kissed him.

Fu Tingyu's back stiffened and looked at her coldly.

Qin Shu said softly, "I don't feel sick, really."

Really, she didn't feel sick, she felt pretty good.

Fu Tingyu looked at her calmly, without saying a word.

Seeing that the man didn't speak, Qin Shu couldn't help but feel anxious: "I didn't make an appointment with Shen Yaohui. I went to the Pet Street and met by chance."

Fu Tingyu's slender fingers clasped her chin, lifted it up, and pressed towards her with a dangerous aura: "Do you believe it when you say it?"

Qin Shu was stunned.

Fu Tingyu stretched out his hand and pulled his tie irritably.

Qin Shu stood there and didn't move, looking at the man who still didn't believe him. On the surface, he seemed calm, but in fact he was a little flustered and scared.

Because that time, it left a shadow in her heart.

She, who has experienced one life, also understands that the man at this time is in a rage, and the more he explains, the more he describes it.

Just when Qin Shu was distracted, the man's breath was suppressed, his dark and deep eyes were full of anger, his voice was cold and biting, and his lips curled up with a bit of self-mockery: "Bao'er, for him, are you willing to do anything? ?"

Qin Shu was trying to explain that it was not, but the words hadn't been said yet.

The door was suddenly pushed open, and a young voice sounded out of place: "Brother, Gu..."

The voice stopped abruptly.