Mr. Fu hurt her to the bone

Chapter 89 She Likes
The little girl was placed horizontally on the boy's lap, she had never been pampered like a finger, but was mercilessly spanked by the boy on her little ass.

Then, she bit the little brother's wrist to bleed, choked up and said, little brother, I'm not angry anymore, I forgive you...

"Little brother..."

Zhangzhu murmured in her sleep, but suddenly two lines of tears flowed from the corners of her eyes.

Fu Jingxing's fingers caressing her cheek stopped suddenly, and at the moment when his heartstrings suddenly tensed, there was an invisible sorrow overflowing, and under the sorrow, gradually flooded with flickering anger.

Nie Zhangzhu loved her, and there was always a man hidden in her heart.

She has someone she likes and a sweetheart.

That's why she resisted him like this, maybe even Li Qian was just a disheartened choice that she couldn't ask for.

Fu Jingxing stood up slowly, looking down at Zhang Zhu lying there still sobbing.

How deeply in love, how hard to let go, that's why in the unconscious dream, the word "little brother" was repeated and murmured.

But all that burned in his heart was that kind of picture, how the young girl in love happily gave herself to the person hidden in her heart.

Fu Jingxing tore off the tie abruptly, but the pain in his throat was still as severe as a fire.

That day in the car, the moment he entered her body, why did her eyes look so empty, unable to cry? He thought she was afraid, worried, looking up or something else, but he never thought about it. Because there is another man in my heart.

"Little brother, I'm not angry, I forgive you..."

In the dream, the little chubby girl cried and looked at the young and frail but handsome boy.

She didn't know how many times she had dreamed of him, but every time, the dream came to an abrupt end.

But this time, the dream continued.

The boy walked towards her, with a faint smile on his thin lips, and his eyes were so soft and gentle when he looked at her.

She couldn't help laughing too, until her brows and eyes curved.

But his face suddenly changed, into Fu Jingxing's unsmiling handsome face, and there was a graceful figure beside him, it was Nie Yanrong smiling at her coquettishly.

"Three sisters."

She saw Fu Jingxing hugging Nie Yanrong, and gently calling her Third Sister, as if she really was his sister.

The heart seemed to be pierced by a sharp needle suddenly, and then it was stirred vigorously, leaving it full of holes and dripping with blood.

She suddenly woke up from the dream, tightly clutching the clothes around her heart, tear-stained, still whispering: "Third sister, third sister..."

Perhaps she will be trapped in these three words for the rest of her life.

But Fu Jingxing was standing by the bed, his eyebrows gradually became more and more tightly wrinkled, and in the end, it was covered with dark clouds.

He could clearly hear the words in Zhang Zhu's dream.

Something gradually became clear in his mind, as if it was connected little by little by a mysterious thread, and it seemed that in the next moment, the mystery in front of him would be cleared away.

(End of this chapter)