101 Marriage Proposals: Hei Di's Sky-high Lover

"What do you mean? Don't worry about you, what do you think I'm doing? Raising a woman? Yangyang, do you know how hurtful your words are?"

Is he, Fu Hong, that kind of person?

He spent the whole night arranging the room and flirting slowly, but in her eyes, it turned out to be the same as turning off the light and killing her, right?

Who is Fu Hong when he is?

He doesn't bother to do that!

Zi Yang pursed her lips and said nothing.

That look seemed to acquiesce to his guess.

Fu Hong's complexion turned extremely dark in an instant, and even his body softened. He laughed loudly: "Haha, good! Good for you Ziyang! Do you think I care about a dead fish?!"

He was so angry that his chest heaved up and down, and then he let go of her violently, rolled down from the bed, glanced at her coldly, and said, "You, no, deserve it! I won't bother anymore Please!"

Zi Yang was swept away by his icy eyes, and her heart suddenly sank.

Fu Hong, on the other hand, had already strode into the bathroom, slamming the door of the bathroom with a rage.

Fu Hong went into the bathroom, but Zi Yang felt completely collapsed, and immediately lay down on the bed in a collapsed state.

She stared at the ceiling motionlessly, gasping for breath, as if she had just experienced a life-and-death catastrophe, and only survived at this moment.

How dangerous!

She also didn't care about Fu Hong's anger, she was just in her heart at the moment, a little lucky, and finally escaped the catastrophe for the time being.

She stretched out her hand, wanting to touch the sweat on her back, but she grabbed a handful of flower petals casually.

Zi Yang stared blankly at the rose petals all over the bed, only at this moment did she realize that the bed was covered with red rose petals.

Not only on the bed, but also on the carpet, no, the entire guest room is full of flowers.

No wonder she felt very fragrant as soon as she entered the room.

Zi Yang got up, sat quietly on the bed, looked at the petals in the room, and didn't know what it was like.

It turned out that that man was so hardworking.

He just seemed very angry.

But this kind of thing should be a happy relationship between the two, and she has always kept herself clean. Even when Dong Zhuo brought her up and he asked for peace many times, she stuck to the bottom line and never touched him.

Zi Yang pursed her lips, then shook her head, wondering what that person was doing, her head was kicked by a donkey.

Zi Yang got off the bed, sat on the carpet covered with a thick layer of rose petals with a wry smile, picked up the T-shirts scattered on the carpet, and put on jeans.

There was the sound of rushing water in the bathroom, and she forgot what a proud man he was. Her forbearance and grievance were more embarrassing than slapping him, right?

After getting dressed, Zi Yang walked to the bathroom with her feet closed, knocked on the door a few times, bit her lips and explained:

"I'm sorry, I apologize for my behavior just now, I'm just not ready, I didn't mean to embarrass you. I'm sorry, I will open another room, good night."

As she spoke, she turned and went to look for her shoes. Before she could put on her shoes, the door of the bathroom opened. Fu Hong stood in the door naked, with no expression on his evil face, and the water flowed down his chest in two. The buttocks flowed down, making his originally extremely sexy figure even more charming.

"Why are you leaving? This is your guest room. It's me, a fool without self-knowledge, who should be leaving."

After saying these words coldly, Fu Hong wrapped himself with a bath towel, and strode towards the door.