The male god of the wall: cute and black

Chapter 482 I thought you were angry (2)

Bai Chichi pouted again in grievance, staring at the bathroom door in a daze, Brother Fu Hei was still angry, acting coquettishly and being cute was useless, woo woo woo, what should I do?

Why is Brother Fu Hei always so stingy?Didn't she just say a word to Brother Liu Xing?And she hung up quickly, and the call lasted just over a minute.

"Ah..." Leng Buding shuddered, Bai Chichi hugged her arms, and shook violently. As soon as she trembled, pain came from her fart and buttocks. Sprinkle below.

Fu Hei took off his wet clothes, changed into a set of clean clothes, and then quickly walked out of the room to the kitchen.

The little idiot was caught in the rain just now, so he might catch a cold. Just now, he vaguely heard her sneezing, just in time for her to take a bath, boil some ginger soup to drive away the cold.

"What a good man, why don't you turn me into a daughter." Zhou Jue leaned against the door evilly, and teased Fu Hei who was skillfully cutting ginger.

Fu Hei gave him a sideways glance, and said indifferently, "Go away."

"You teach me how to roll?" Zhou Jue raised the corner of his mouth, and a pair of sparkling peach eyes flashed.

call out--

Suddenly, a small knife flew to the door beside Zhou Jue.

"Damn." Zhou Jue turned his head slowly, saw the sharp knife less than ten centimeters away from his cheek, his feet went limp, and he almost knelt down.

"Fu Hei, did I provoke you?" Zhou Jue roared angrily as he pulled out the knife and threw it on the glass platform.

Fu Hei threw the shredded ginger into the pot, and suddenly raised his sullen eyes.

Zhou Jue felt a chill enveloped his whole body, and quickly closed the kitchen door.

"Crazy." After getting out of danger, he couldn't help cursing.

"Just make a joke." He was aggrieved, he had provoked someone, raised his hand, touched his cold face, looked at himself in the glasses, and let out a foul breath.

"Forget it, I'll go back to my room to write my manuscript, madman." Lifting his legs, whistling, Hang, Er, Lang, Dang walked to the room.

In the kitchen, a slender and cold figure stood there, with gurgling ginger soup in front of him. He stared out the window with cold and gloomy eyes. The raindrops on the window rolled down one by one, like crooked earthworms. Fu Hei grasped it tightly. Fist, a cruel smile curled up at the corner of his mouth.

Liu Xing——

The name Liu Xing has always been his nightmare.

If possible, he would not want to hear the name at all.

After taking a shower, Bai Chichi was wearing wet satin (hair), and his pink feet were stepping on the carpet. He opened the bathroom door and saw the empty room. A look of disappointment flashed in his black eyes. She bit her lower lip, put on her slippers, walked out of the room, stood at the foot of the stairs and glanced at the spacious and quiet living room, but there was no one there, and she felt even more disappointed.

Where did Brother Fu Hei go?This time she didn't rush out as nervously as before, but stood at the door in a daze. Once passed, her skirt bulged.

Opening the kitchen door, Fu Hei, who came out with ginger soup, saw the thin shadow on the stairs at a glance. Looking up, under his excellent eyesight, the pants, trousers and trousers under the skirt were faintly visible.

Fu Hei's face turned dark instantly, and he scolded in a very bad tone: "What are you doing standing there?"

He dared to run out with so little clothes on, and now he was not the only man in the house. When he thought of Zhou Jue in the room downstairs, Fu Hei felt bad.

(End of this chapter)