Black-bellied husband, don't be too bad

Chapter 21 Do You Need Me To Teach You How To Please Men?
Chu Ci reacted quickly, pulled out a tissue in a hurry, bent down to wipe the splashed water on his trousers for him.

"sorry Sorry."

As a result, I rubbed it and felt that something was wrong.

It seems that the more you rub, the closer you are to a certain key point.

"Where are you rubbing?"

The man's low and joking voice came from the top of his head.

Chu Ci raised her face and saw that Fu Heng's complexion was extremely ugly, she narrowed her deep eyes and looked at her with probing eyes.

Feeling tense, she hastily withdrew her hand, but forgot that there was a table behind.

"Bang" sound.

Elbows can rest on a hard surface.

It hurts, the kind of pain that hurts the heart.

But if you hit yourself, you have to endure it no matter what?

Chu Ci gasped, her eyes began to turn red and hot.

But she resisted the pain, picked up the teacup on the ground, and forced a smile, "You didn't get burned!"

Fu Heng glanced at her lightly, "No."

"Then I'll go down and make you a cup of tea!"

Chu Ci reluctantly prepared to go down to make a cup of tea for Fu Heng.

She felt so stupid crying, always messing things up.

But before he could turn around, the man held his hand.

Fu Heng looked at her with heavy eyes, and his tone seemed to be a little disdainful, "Tell me, what's the matter with you?"

Chu Ci Weizheng smiled awkwardly, "Let me make you a cup of tea first!"

Fu Heng raised his eyebrows with a displeased expression, "If you don't say it now, don't say it in the future."

There was a little sullenness between his brows and eyes, Chu Ci deeply felt that it was better to listen to him honestly.

She took a deep breath, "May I ask you to borrow some money?"

It turned out that it was for this matter, otherwise, how could Miss Chu, who had always been held in the palm of her hand, keep her head down and make tea for him specially.

Obviously an hour ago, he still had the backbone to put on airs!
Fu Heng pursed his lips and sneered, pushed the chair away and sat down again, "So you're here to please me, right?"

Please him?
Forget it!
Chu Ci's fine white teeth bit her crimson lips, "My father taught me since I was a child that if I want to ask others for help, I have a better attitude. I'm sorry I didn't pour you water just now. I'm going to make you tea now. I hope you don't." angry."

She tried to look as sincere as possible.

Fu Heng propped his elbows on the desk, put his hands together, and looked at her with a half-smile, "It's too dishonest to try to please me with a cup of tea."

Chu Ci was so embarrassed that she wanted to find a hole in the ground to get in, and instantly had the idea of ​​fleeing.

From Fu Heng's point of view, he could see Chu Ci standing there restlessly, with his thin lips curved indifferently, he raised his eyebrows, "Come here!"

"Huh?" Chu Ci froze for a moment, but walked over slowly.

But as soon as she approached him, she was grabbed by the arm with a strong force. She was unprepared and fell directly on his lap.

This posture was a bit ambiguous, so Chu Ci hurriedly wanted to get up.

As soon as he moved, he was imprisoned even tighter by Fu Heng.

He took off the rimless glasses on the bridge of his nose, locked her deep eyes at once, and said with a smile or not: "Do you need me to teach you how to please men?"

He raised her delicate and small chin with his fingers, and fixed his deep eyes on her.

Chu Ci reached out and pushed his chest, "Let me go."

Fu Heng grabbed her hand in front of his chest in a smooth manner, and smiled carelessly, "Speaking of which, I don't seem to have exercised my right to be a husband once."

It was as if a string in his brain broke suddenly. Chu Ci propped his hands on his chest, with a flustered expression, "Let go of me first, I'm here to have a good discussion with you."

"Discussion?" Fu Heng smiled playfully, and pressed her thin lips close to her, "Aren't I just discussing with you?"

His dense and clear breath sprayed on her face, making her tremble all over.

"If you want to please me, you have to show some sincerity, don't you? How can a cup of tea be enough? If a man can please me so easily, what's the point?"

Chu Ci struggled, almost unbelievable. Is this evil-looking man in front of him still the legendary cold and ascetic iceberg male god?

Fu Heng's hand pinched her waist, and the other hand walked in front of her skirt, as if it would be torn off in the next second.

"Fu Heng," Chu Ci cried out in panic, holding his hands firmly with both hands to stop his next move, "Don't do this..."

Fu Heng's hands stopped, pinching her chin, with a playful smile on the corner of his lips, "What else should I do?"

She bit her lip, her voice couldn't express the grievance, "Forget it, I won't ask you to borrow money anymore, please let me go."

After all, she is too young, but in her early 20s, she has never flirted with a man like this, and many things are still as raw as a blank sheet of paper, especially in front of a man like Fu Heng who is born with his own aura.

She could only gain the upper hand.

Fu Heng intensified the movements of his hands, and narrowed his eyes slightly, "If you don't ask me to borrow it, then who do you want to ask?"

Chu Ci was about to cry, she gritted her teeth, and the tense emotions finally broke out, "Are you so interesting, I have never seen a man who is less cheerful than you."

After speaking, she pushed the man's hand away desperately, got up from him in a hurry, and fled.

Fu Heng couldn't work there, Chu Ci really didn't know who to borrow it from, or go to the editor-in-chief tomorrow to overdraw his salary in advance?

She took a shower and lay on the bed, still feeling quite resentful towards Fu Heng.

It was obvious that he was just trying to tease her.

How could there be such an annoying man?
The next morning, when Chu Ci set the alarm clock and got up, she went downstairs to find the man sitting in the dining room eating breakfast slowly.

Chu Ci rubbed her hair and saw that he didn't care about her, so she was going to go to work with her bag.

But when he was about to reach the entrance, the man's cold voice floated over, "Come here for breakfast."

Chu Ci's footsteps froze, and she turned to look at him, "No, I'll go..."

"I let you come over."

Before Chu Ci could finish speaking, he was interrupted.

Taking a deep breath, not wanting to make trouble in the morning, Chu Ci slowly walked over and sat down in front of him.

She picked up a piece of bread and silently smeared blueberry jam on herself, and ate it without saying a word.

Fu Heng had already finished his meal at this time, he wiped his fingers with a napkin leisurely, then took out a card and pushed it in front of Chu Ci.

"The password is six zeros."

Chu Ci had just taken a sip of milk, and was taken aback by his actions. She was caught off guard, choked, and began to cough violently.

Fu Heng frowned and leaned back calmly.

Chu Ci tried her best to calm herself down, holding the card, "You want to lend me money!"

The man had no expression on his face, "You can spend the money in this card as you please."

This sentence is a bit familiar, so Chu Ci couldn't hold back and said with emotion: "You really sound like my father when you say this!"

Fu Heng, "..."

He really didn't know whether this sentence was complimenting him or hurting him.

Chu Ci looked at the gloomy face of the man opposite, and hurriedly changed into a smiling face, "Thank you, but I only borrow eight thousand, and I will definitely return it to you when I get paid."

The way she treated him like a stranger was inexplicably uncomfortable.

"No need." There was imperceptible irritability in Fu Heng's eyes, and he smiled coldly for a while: "I even paid off Chu's nearly [-] million foreign debts for you, and still care about this little money?"

Chu Ci was at a loss for words.

She lowered her head and took a sip of milk silently.

Did she have to say that? She didn't kneel down to him and beg him to pay him back!

I really don't know what I said wrong, he has to be mean to her to be happy.

In order to avoid making himself uncomfortable by staying here again, Fu Heng pushed away the chair and stood up, picked up the briefcase and went out without saying a word.

Seeing him leaving, Chu Ci hurriedly took out her mobile phone to log in to mobile banking, and glanced at the balance in the card.

She counted the zeros and felt like a pie fell from the sky.

After thinking about it while biting a piece of bread, she transferred [-] yuan to her Alipay, and then transferred it to Chu Xuan.

And attached a message: "I will give you [-], and the remaining [-] will be used to buy clothes for you."

…………

Only after returning to the company Chuci did I realize that Wenxin’s allergies are almost gone. This week, I will go to a tourist town a little far from the city to shoot exterior scenes.

Chu Ci originally thought that she had nothing to do, but the editor-in-chief asked her to go too, to take care of some trivial matters, and to make amends by the way.

Originally, Chu Ci thought that she didn't need to meet Wen Xin face to face, but now it's all right, and it's inevitable that they will meet each other.

Chu Ci looked depressed, but Fang Yi looked excited.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Chu Ci took her bag and got into the business car with Fang Yi.After driving for a while, she felt something was wrong: "Miss Wen is not going with us?"

Fang Yi leaned back in her chair, flipping through the magazine in her hand, "She should meet us in town"

She closed the magazine, "She didn't pursue what happened last time, this time we have to behave well and not let my goddess make a mistake."

Chu Ci nodded, "I also hope that Goddess Wen is fine, otherwise my job may really be gone."

Before leaving, the editor-in-chief also gave thousands of instructions, saying that there should be no mistakes.

This time, Xinxin mainly shot the location, and the location of the location was set in an ancient town not far from Yicheng.

Today is neither a weekend nor a holiday, and the town is a little deserted.In the town in autumn, the leaves begin to turn slightly yellow.

The selected hotel is also very distinctive, typical Jiangnan ancient rhyme.

In order to save money, Fang Yi and Chu Ci lived in the same house.

Chu Ci took out her room card, opened the door, put her luggage away, and then remembered, so she asked, "Which room does Goddess Wen live in?"

"She probably won't come until tomorrow, so let's prepare first."

Chu Ci nodded, cleaned up, and went to the town with Fang Yi in the evening.

She came here when she was a sophomore in high school about six years ago.

At that time, she was still high-spirited and carefree, not what she is now.

Just as she was thinking, Fang Yi took her hand, "Chu Ci, look at that tree over there."

Chu Ci raised her eyes and felt that all the blood in her body was surging up for a moment, and the chaos in her mind was full of memories from the past.

Fang Yi beside me was still nagging, "Before I came, I heard that couples write their names on a note, bury it in a wishing bottle, and hang it up, it will come true."

As soon as the words fell, Chu Ci sneered, "Really, I don't believe it."

In fact, she had believed it before.

But reality is always cruel.

Chu Ci lifted her steps and walked over there, looking at the colorful bottles hanging on the tree, the smile on her lips became colder and colder.

She also wrote down Chu Ci X Shen Mubai back then, and then carefully hung it up.

But without even saying goodbye, he disappeared inexplicably.

If it is said that he is no longer in this world, then she doesn't have to be so persistent, but she knows that he is still alive, but for some reason, she refuses to see her.

(End of this chapter)