Quick Transmigration: Take on Scheming Boss

Fu Shiqing took a look at the cup of milk tea, and then threw it into the garbage can on the side. "What a stranger gives you is better not to take it. In fact, it is given to you by a stranger."

Su Yao immediately said, "what's the matter with you?"

"It doesn't matter, my dear girlfriend." Fu Shiqing specially stressed the pronunciation of "girlfriend".

Su Yao again white his one eye, "you don't shout, I'm not your girlfriend."

Fu Shiqing didn't take his words, but looked at his face for a long time.

Su Yao was not comfortable with him. "What are you looking at?"

"You have dressed up well today. It seems that you attach great importance to this evening's family dinner." Fu Shiqing said with a smile, "I'm glad you can take it so seriously."

Su Yao choked at his words You think too much. I'm just dressing up for myself

"Then your hobby is really special." Fu Shiqing means to say.

Su Yao, of course, knew what he meant by this, and immediately snorted, "if you dare to talk more, you can go back alone tonight."

"I was wrong, my dear. Forgive me." Fu Shiqing pretended to be very sincere.

Listening to his address, Su Yao couldn't help getting goose bumps all over his body. He said with disgust, "Fu Shiqing, can you be normal?"

"What's wrong with me?" Fu Shiqing asked with a smile, "isn't this kind of address normal between lovers?"

Su Yao glared at him, did not speak, got up and quickly left the milk tea shop.

Fu Shiqing smiles helplessly, and then strides on his long legs and easily catches up with him.

He took Su Yao's hand and said, "it's just a name. If you don't like it, I won't call it any more."

Su Yao still did not speak, but also shook his hand away.

Fu Shiqing sighed and continued to pull his hand. "Don't be angry. By the way, you don't want to beat me. I'll let you fight now."

Listening to this, Su Yao stepped forward, "really?"

"It's true, of course. I always keep my word."

"I'm not polite."

"Come on, I'm ready." Fu Shiqing said with a smile.

Su Yao turned around and punched Fu Shiqing in the chest with his right hand.

As a result, Fu Shiqing grabbed his arm. As soon as he pulled it, he fell into his arms.

On his chest, Su Yao felt his face was burning hot. He tried to reach out to push Fu Shiqing, but he didn't know what was going on. At the moment, he didn't have any strength. He was like a shrimp with soft feet.

He tried other methods, but in any case, just opened a small distance, he fell again into Fu Shiqing's arms.

Su Yao felt that his whole life was not good.

"It seems that you are very satisfied with my arms, or you will not be reluctant to leave." At this time, Fu Shiqing's voice with a little smile sounded from the top of his head.

Su Yao's face was even redder, and then his hair was blown.

He raised his head and fiercely said to Fu Shiqing, "who is satisfied with your embrace? It's clear that you hold me. You're a rascal."