Summer in Shangcheng

Chapter 164
Han Meixue never expected that Fei Ziqiao would come here for her.

Fei Ziqiao gestured with his eyes, and the two bodyguards immediately left the room.

He took out a white handkerchief from his pants pocket, and wanted to help Han Meixue wipe off the ketchup from the corner of her mouth, but looking at her pouted little mouth, he had the urge to kiss her.

He took a deep breath, raised the hand holding the handkerchief, Han Meixue opened his hand, and said angrily, "I can definitely use the hotel phone to call 110 to call the police."

Fei Ziqiao didn't speak, Han Meixue said again: "I can pretend that what happened before didn't happen, please return my wallet and phone, otherwise I will really call the police."

"The phone in the room can only reach the front desk."

"..."

"Then I can also borrow their mobile phones to call the police when the waiters or cleaners come to clean."

"They are not allowed to bring mobile phones during working hours."

"..."

Han Meixue was choked again, her little face turned green with anger, and she felt that she had nothing to do with Fei Ziqiao.

She sat down on the sofa, pouted and stopped talking.

Fei Ziqiao carefully wiped the ketchup from the corner of her mouth with a handkerchief, and as she stared into his bright black eyes, her heart beat inexplicably accelerated.

"Can I ask you a question?" Fei Ziqiao asked indifferently.

She said, "Ask."

"What's so good about Yicheng? Why do you like him so much?"

"He's good everywhere."

"Then, what about me?" Fei Ziqiao raised his eyes and met her gaze. She was flustered and hurriedly turned her gaze away, pretending to be serious, "You are a big brother."

"Just big brother?"

"otherwise?"

Fei Ziqiao frowned slightly. After all, he had already confessed his love to her, so her reply would undoubtedly hurt his heart.

"You never thought of me as a man?" he asked again.

"How could I treat you as a man, I only have Brother Cheng in my heart."

"Really?" The corner of Fei Ziqiao's mouth twitched into a sneer, he threw the handkerchief on the tea table, turned his head to look at Han Meixue, and said word by word: "It seems that I need to let you know what kind of person I am man."

Han Meixue smiled bitterly, and reached out to pat him on the shoulder: "Brother Ziqiao, don't make trouble, it's getting late, you can go back quickly, there are bodyguards here, don't you think I can escape?"

Fei Ziqiao's eyes were fixed on her, giving her an ominous premonition.

The atmosphere in the room instantly became a little weird, and her heartbeat suddenly accelerated, almost jumping out of her throat. In fact, she couldn't help a mature man like Fei Ziqiao staring at him so closely. The sense of crisis almost made her feel sick. Her heart was about to explode.

Finding that Fei Ziqiao had no intention of leaving at all, she hurriedly yawned and said, "I'm tired, I have to go to bed, you can go too."

She got up, and just as she stood up straight, she was dragged back to the sofa by Fei Ziqiao.

He squatted in front of her, with a seductive smile on his sexy thin lips, and his cheeks moved closer to her little by little.

She was flustered, seeing his posture, could it be that he wanted to kiss her?

Absolutely not!
He stole her first kiss. If he took advantage of her again, how could she marry Mu Yicheng?
"Well, Brother Zi Qiao, you seem to have misunderstood a bit. I'm not saying you're not a man, I mean..."

Seeing Fei Ziqiao getting closer, she became incoherent in anxiety, and she didn't know what she was thinking, so she suddenly raised her hand and slapped him on the face involuntarily.

With a 'snap', the slap was loud.

(End of this chapter)