The male god of the wall: cute and black

Chapter 484 Don't Like Your Indifference (2)

Bai Chichi took out the napkin himself, wiped off the ginger soup from the corners of his mouth and neck, picked up the remaining half bowl, and continued to drink.

After finishing all this, she threw the rubbish into the trash can, picked up the empty bowl and prepared to take it to the kitchen to put it away. Just as she opened the door, the sound of the door blew, and her skirt was blown up again. , light, nothing, limit.

slam-la-

Fu Hei's book was flipped through several pages, he frowned, raised his head, and saw Bai Chichi who was about to go out.

"What are you going to do?" He asked in a very bad tone.

"I'll put the bowl." Bai Chichi turned his head, staring at him in confusion with eyes full of water vapor.

Brother Fu Hei used to do these things, but today he is in a bad mood, and she doesn't want to trouble him.

"Give it to me." Fu Hei quickly walked up to her, pulled the bowl away, and left her with an indifferent silhouette.

Just two steps away, seeing Bai Chichi who was still standing there in a daze, he grabbed the doorknob and locked her inside.

"Damn, this wind is so fucking strong that it blows away my clothes and makes me drenched in the rain." Zhou Jue stood at the door wringing his clothes under the rain, and saw Fu in the living room. Hei couldn't help complaining.

"By the way, where's your ginger soup? Leave some for me." After wringing it out, he followed him into the kitchen, saw that there was still a bowl in the pot, and took a bowl to pour it out.

Fu Hei took the pot away and poured it into the bowl.

Zhou Jue's fingers froze in mid-air, "Damn, why don't I just drink your bowl of ginger soup?"

"Hey, did you two quarrel?" Zhou Jue put down the bowl and asked gossipingly.

Fu Heixin looked at him with piercing eyes, narrowing his eyes dangerously.

"Don't run around at night in the future." After finishing speaking, he quickly left the room.

Zhou Jue stayed on the spot in a daze, "Hey, my lord, when did I run around? I'm going to pick up the clothes blown out by the wind, Fu Hei, what do you mean by that?"

No matter how much he yelled behind him, Fu Hei didn't seem to hear it.

Fu Hei stepped up the stairs, saw Zhou Jue who had been following him all the time, and stopped abruptly, "What are you yelling about in the middle of the night? Go back to sleep."

"Where am I yelling, hey, wait..." Zhou Jue stepped up the stairs, Fu Hei's eyes froze.

"Master, go back and take a bath." Zhou Jue withdrew his foot awkwardly.

"I took the wrong medicine." He whispered as he walked back.

"It must be because of his wife's anger, and he couldn't find a place to vent his temper, so his temper became so weird." Zhou Jue complained again after closing the door.

In his perception, Fu Hei became not like Fu Hei, only when he had conflicts with Bai Chichi.

And he himself became his venting bucket.

Fu Hei opened the door and saw Bai Chichi sitting on the bed playing with his mobile phone. He glanced indifferently before returning to the sofa and picking up the book.

knock --

knock --

Her cell phone vibrated with voice, although it was very quiet, but Fu Hei always felt that his eardrums were about to burst, and his mood became more and more irritable. He didn't know what was written in the book at all.

He glanced at the little person on the bed with gloomy eyes. Under the sleeping light, she had a quiet and soft face with a faint smile on her face.

She was chatting with that Liu Xing again?

Thinking of this, Fu Hei's heart seemed to be stabbed, and he stood up unconsciously.

He walked to the bedside table, pretended to take a napkin, glanced at Bai Chichi's cell phone out of the corner of his eye, and it was indeed that portrait again.

boom--

The napkin box in Fu Hei's hand fell to the floor, and the expression on his face seemed to be before the rainstorm.

(End of this chapter)