morbidly addicted

Fu Jingxing sensed something was wrong in her words and was thoughtful.

His wife is not a nosy character, to make such a strange request, obviously something happened.

He wanted to ask, but Li Jingman didn't want to say more, and quickly hung up the phone.

But by coincidence, when she returned to the hotel, she bumped into Lu Qingming who was picking her up. Bai Xitang was sleeping deeply, and was held in Lu Qingming's arms. It was a small one, and the two looked very harmonious.

Li Jingman stepped forward to stop him without hesitation.

"Mr. Lu."

Lu Qingming also greeted her with a polite smile.

"Mrs. Fu."

Li Jingman glanced at the corridor and found that only Lu Qingming and Fang Yu were nowhere to be seen, so she approached Lu Qingming and said in a low voice:

"There seems to be something wrong with the woman who is always with Miss Bai. Of course, it may just be that I am thinking too much, but I still ask Mr. Lu to take care of Miss Bai himself before Miss Bai sobers up, and don't hand her over to that woman."

The last time Bai Xitang was at Fu's annual conference on inexplicable Chinese medicine, Lu Qingming suspected that there was something wrong with the people around her, but he didn't suspect Fang Yu.

Hearing what Li Jingman said now, he was dubious, but he still nodded gratefully to her.

"Thank you, Mrs. Fu, Tangtang is drunk like this, please take care of me."

Li Jingman also bowed his lips politely to him, then bid him farewell, and went back to his room.

Fu Jingxing was in the living room handling official business with a computer, Li Jingman opened the door very softly, he didn't notice it.

He was facing the door sideways, and from Lijingman's angle, he could clearly see his profile.

He was wearing a casual white shirt with a wide open neckline, revealing a beautiful neck curve and sexy chest skin.

The profile of the face is perfect, the peach blossom eyes are full and affectionate, the eyelashes are lush and slender, and the look of inciting with the blinking movements is very seductive.

Although Fu Jingxing's character is a jerk, Li Jingman has to admit that this is a man with impeccable looks.

This is probably the joy of suffering, the luck of misfortune.

With the comparison of the greasy man in the bar, Fu Jingxing looked much more pleasing to the eye at the moment.

Li Jingman himself was amused by his own thoughts, curled his lower lip, and wanted to look away, but his eyes fell on his hands again.

Fu Jingxing's hands are very beautiful, with well-proportioned finger joints, thin and slender, revealing a pampered whiteness and cleanliness everywhere. At this moment, the joints are slightly highlighted as he taps the keyboard from time to time.

Even such a boring thing as dealing with official business has become full of artistic beauty under the interpretation of such hands.

These hands are perfect for playing the piano.

This thought flashed through Li Jingman's mind, then she thought of her hand, lowered her eyes, and pursed her lower lip in a daze.

She withdrew her attention and changed her shoes without intending to disturb his work, and wanted to go back to her room directly.

But Fu Jingxing heard the sound at this moment, subconsciously raised his head, and saw Li Jingman by the door.

After bringing Bai Xitang back to the room, Li Jingman inevitably smelled of alcohol. She didn't like the smell, so she took another shower before going out again.

Fu Jingxing brought her here on vacation on a temporary basis, and did not bring her any change of clothes. Li Jingman asked the room service to give her a skirt.

At this time, she was wearing a black suspender skirt, British style, with soft satin attached to her body, highlighting her graceful curves, and two thin straps hung on her elegant shoulders, revealing her delicate collarbone.

Now, because of the movement of her lowering her head to change her shoes, a small piece of white and soft chest was exposed, allowing Fu Jingxing, who was sitting on the sofa not far away, to have a panoramic view.

He stared at it without blinking, his Adam's apple rolled down, and he called her.

"Wife?"

After Li Jingman changed his shoes, he casually brushed the hair that was hanging down because he just lowered his head, and prepared to go directly to the bedroom.

"Well, I'm back."

Fu Jing walked up to her, put his hands on the wall, blocking her way, and stared down at her with some displeasure.

"You go to a bar dressed like this?"

Li Jingman replied subconsciously: "No, I changed my clothes after I smelled of alcohol in the bar, and I changed them just now."

She glanced at herself through the reflective glass in confusion. The skirt was very long, wrapping below the knees, and the only part of her body that was exposed was her calves except her shoulders and arms.

"What's wrong with this dress?"

Fu Jingxing didn't hide anything from her, and said directly: "It's so beautiful."

Li Jingman: "..."

Fu Jingxing stopped her between the wall and him, lowered his head and admired Li Jingman at this moment.

She usually only wears light-colored clothes, and she looks like a cold fairy, revealing that she should not be profane.

He knew her dress style, and when he bought her clothes, he also bought them in the direction she usually wore. Today was the first time he saw her wearing such a dark skirt.

The effect is unexpected, and there is a sense of glamor beyond the world, which is extremely charming.

The climate in Jiangcheng is hot and humid, and most of the girls there like to wear suspender skirts because they are cooler, and Li Jingman is no exception.

It was only later that Fu Jingxing took her to the island, and the experience there left her with a little shadow on suspender skirts. After leaving that island, she subconsciously automatically excluded this style of clothing from the range of choices.

It happened to be this kind that was sent by the hotel today, so she just put it on, and she didn't choose it subjectively. After hearing Fu Jingxing's praise, she didn't feel too much trouble in her heart.

But Fu Jingxing said again: "When you face me, you won't dress up like this."

Li Jingman was silent for a moment, frowning.

Compared with Fu Jingxing's resentment, she is still mostly indifferent at the moment.

"You're making trouble for no reason."

She raised her eyes indifferently, and looked at Fu Jingxing, but found that there was a dark fire hidden in this man's eyes, and she was slightly stunned.

Fu Jingxing looked at her and curled his lips, his tone was very soft.

"Well, maybe I'm being vexatious."

In the next second, he lowered his head and kissed him.

Li Jingman didn't hide, and she also drank a lot of wine. Although she was not as drunk as Bai Xitang, the alcohol still affected her ability to judge.

For example, she had been more or less afraid of Fu Jingxing before, which was related to the unpleasant experiences of the two of them in the past.

She was so resistant to him that she rarely looked at him with ordinary eyes, but today she stared at him with judgmental eyes for a while as if she was seeing him for the first time.

In essence, Fu Jingxing's appearance was not the one she liked. She always felt that his temperament was a little romantic and frivolous.

But if compared with the ugly things he met in the bar, then Fu Jingxing would be much better, Li Jingman thought to himself, at least he was good-looking.

Fu Jingxing didn't stop at a kiss, he judged that Li Jingman must have drunk a lot of wine, he knew her well, and knew that the little fairy after drinking would be much easier to talk to than usual.