Fu Jiang''s intimate posture makes Fu Jiang''s brain confused. Is it difficult to kick on the steel plate?


    I haven''t heard that the young master is in love.


    I haven''t heard that the young master has the habit of raising little stars. His private life is as clean as white paper. I haven''t heard that he raises a little girl in Xiaotang mountain.


    Wenqiao pointed to Fu Jiang: "he took my hand, let me drink with him, and kiss me."


    Fu Jiang saw that his cousin''s face was so gloomy that his legs immediately trembled to the point where he could not stand.


    "Less Young master, I.... " He was so scared that he even changed his address and didn''t dare to call brother again.


    Fu Nanli wiped Wenqiao''s face slowly, then wiped the dark red wine in her neck, and then threw the handkerchief in his hand. His head didn''t return. There was something sinister in his voice: "let me see you here again..."


    "Young master, I was wrong. I have no eyes. I will never come to Xiaotangshan again. I am wrong. I should not have moved your people. I am sorry."


    The standard 90 degree bow is just like kneeling down.


    "See her later..." Fu Nanli''s voice was cold.


    "I must walk around, young master. I don''t know Taishan. I''m wrong."


    Fu Cheng took advantage of the situation and said, "these two wine cabinets, nearly 100 Louis XIII, are all broken. What do you plan to do, Fu Jiang?"


    It''s been a long time since I saw Fu Jiang. How could Fu Cheng go about it.


    "Young master, I''ll pay for it all."


    Fu Nanli looked down at Wenqiao: "just hit her account."


    "Yes, yes, sir. I''ll send someone to fight right away."


    Fu Jiang''s fear is strange in Zhao Tong''s eyes.


    "It''s unreasonable. Fu Jiang has always been rampant. He doesn''t pay attention to those people. He shouldn''t..."


    Xu Lu''s heart mentioned the throat and denied, "how can it be Fu Nanli?"


    Wenjo, even if she had great ability, she could not have reached the level of Fu Nanli.


    Fu Nanli took Wenqiao''s shoulder and left the cluttered nightclub.


    Several celebrities passing by from Zhao Tong and Xu Lu whispered: "Fu Jiang is a paper tiger. In front of Fu Nanli, he dare not even fart."


    "It''s a relief."


    Xu Lu''s face was horribly white, and her hands clung to the edge of the table. Her knuckles turned white and her heart beat too fast.


    No wonder Wenqiao doesn''t like Zhuang Yan.


    It turned out to be climbing a higher branch.


    What means did wenjo use to catch up with Fu Nanli? Even the most mysterious young master of the rich family could make her stand out.


    She didn''t understand.


    "He must have been playing with her." Zhao Tong was indignant.


    When Xu Lu heard this, she was relieved.


    What does she have to worry about?


    Wenqiao, she has two brother, that kind of genetic psychosis in the gene, the banker does not look up to, Fu Jiana even less.


    Fu Nanli is just looking at her young, beautiful, pure, and playing. He is a young master of family background who must marry a well-known woman.


    But the heart of the sea, only she can feel the most personal.


    Even if it''s just for fun, it''s enough to make all the famous ladies in Haicheng envious.


    In the corridor, Fu Nanli took off his suit and put it on Wenqiao''s body. "Let you go to the jujitsu hall to find me. Why are you here?"


    Wenjo looked at him carefully. "I''m lost."


    "The jujitsu hall and this is the opposite direction."


    Wenjo looked innocent: "yes, so I''m lost."


    The relationship between those brothers and him seems to be good. There is no definite evidence. She doesn''t want to speak ill of others behind their backs. It sounds like the disaster of estrangement from others'' brotherhood.