Bigoted Mr. Fu Lets Me Do Whatever I Want

Only Fu Tingyu could hold her so hard.

Fu Tingyu hugged the girl tightly, sniffing the faint fragrance in the girl's hair, her deep eyes, staring at the laptop on the desk, and it was already closed.

The man's voice was low: "What is Boa doing?"

Qin Shu tilted his head, only to see the man's dark hair, full and smooth forehead, pitch-black eyes, and tall nose.

He is like a person walking out of a painting, no amount of adjectives can describe his beauty.

"Just busy studying. Why are you busy tonight until you come back? Are you tired?"

Qin Shu asked while looking at the man resting her shoulder.

Fu Tingyu's eyes darkened, his arms tightened a bit, "Didn't you already take the first place?"

Qin Shu couldn't help laughing: "Even if I take the first place, I still have to learn. Now that the competition is so high, if I don't work hard, I will be compared to others."

The most important thing is that she needs to become stronger, strong enough to help him without dragging him down.

It was probably a previous life, watching him in her arms, her body temperature getting cold little by little, and the feeling of powerlessness after despair made her want to become stronger so much.

Fu Tingyu's slender fingers grabbed the girl's chin, turning her entire face toward him, looking at her bright star-like eyes with a dazzling light.

He clearly saw a pair of men's hands in the video just now.

When he arrived, he turned off the computer.

Is it because of a guilty conscience?

Qin Shu looked at the man close at hand unclearly, his eyes were deep, like a sea of ​​stars, and he could sink in at a glance, making people unable to extricate themselves.

For a while, I was dumbfounded.

After a long silence

Fu Tingyu called out: "Boer."

Qin Shu blinked his seeing eyes: "Huh?"

"do not leave me."

The man's voice is low and magnetic, with a strong possessiveness, and an undetectable anxiety.

Qin Shu looked at the man suspiciously, not understanding why he suddenly said this sentence.

She was about to ask, but the man did not give her a chance.

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At night

Outside the window, when the night breeze passed, the ginkgo leaves swayed gently with the wind, and the wind chimes made pleasant bells from time to time.

In the moonlight, Fu Tingyu stood on the balcony, with one hand on the fence, and the other with a cigarette. The smoke had already burned for most of the time. The firework was bright and dark in the dark night.

He stared at the ginkgo tree in front of him, and he saw it with his own eyes from a small sapling to a big tree with lush foliage.

Thinking of the man's hands in the video, he couldn't help but want to question her, who is that man?

But he held back again.

He didn't even know when he became timid.

The fireworks between the knuckles had already ignited to the knuckles, and his fair skin changed from red to black, but he didn't notice it.

Next day

early morning

Qin Shu was awakened from starvation. He looked at the dim bedroom and turned his head to his side, only to find that the man had already gotten up.

Thinking of the man's reaction last night, it seemed to be angry, but it seemed not.

Because he would show it when he was angry before.

It just didn't even give her a chance to speak, and it seemed to be angry.

When I was drowsy last night, I heard the man domineeringly say: "Boa, you are mine."

Qin Shu was stunned for a long time, opened the quilt and got out of bed, put on slippers and went to the bathroom to wash, then changed his clothes and went downstairs for breakfast.

When I went down the stairs, I saw Fu Tingyu sitting at the dining table, and she speeded up her steps downstairs.

Qin Shu walked to the table and sat down and looked at Fu Tingyu: "Did you get angry last night?"