Chapter 594

"Mr. Fu, what do you mean?" Ji Nanchu wants to leave, but Fu shimori is just a fist wide gap. She is controlled by him in the space of her arms, so she can't advance or retreat.

"Can a woman as experienced and experienced as Mrs. Fu not understand?" Fu Shimo's smile is cool. Against the dim ground lamp, it is even colder.

"I don't know what you're talking about. Let go!" Ji Nanchu really didn't understand what Fu Shimo meant.

"I don't know? Mrs. Fu, don't I just stop you? You are so excited, I ask you, what do you expect in your heart? "

"Or do you want me to do something to you?"

Fu Shimo with a shallow smile, meaning to point to the rhetorical question.

Ji Nanchu's eyes are wide open in surprise. Even in the dark, she can see the shock of her eyes.

Her heart had been as calm as water. What did she expect Fu Shimo to do?

"Mr. Fu, I don't have it. You can let it go." Ji Nanchu calmly answers, grabs Fu Shimo's arm and wants to push it away.

But the arm in her hand is like an iron bar, which she can't break away from at all.

"You didn't? And then you touch me with your body? Touch me? Seduce me? Ji Nanchu, don't you think your words are contradictory? " Fu Shimo's chuckle sounded in Ji Nanchu's ear.

Ji Nan was stunned and looked up. In the dark, Fu Shimo's three-dimensional face looked very handsome.

What is Fu Shimo talking about?

Ji Nanchu's surprise was particularly interesting to Fu Shimo, and he was more sure of what he had guessed.

But this is the most incomprehensible point at the beginning of Ji Nan.

"So, Mr. Fu, what do you want to say now? If you want to warn me, I know. I'll go to bed right away. I won't disturb you or have other thoughts. " Ji Nanchu couldn't refute it, and there was no way to refute it. He could only ask Fu Shimo what he meant. It should be said that he could do whatever he wanted.

"Sleep?" Fu Shimo picked his eyebrows, and his face was gloomy without a good look: "where can I sleep?"

"Sweet room." Ji Nanchu had to answer very simply, "I'll go in now."

However, Fu Shimo didn't let go of Ji Nanchu's meaning. His eyes were more dark when he looked at her.

Ji Nanchu is more puzzled: "Mr. Fu, if you don't let go, don't you want me to go?"

Fu Shimo took back his arms in an instant, and his black eyes were like a black hole sucking Ji Nanchu. "At the beginning of Ji Nanchu, you have done Mrs. Fu's good, and you should do Mrs. Fu's duty."

"Since you are Mrs. Fu, why can't I let you go?"

"Four years, Mrs. Fu, it's time for you to do something."

When Fu Shimo finished speaking, he pulled out his hand, grabbed Ji Nanchu's slender wrist, pulled her into the master bedroom, threw her on the bed, slammed the door of the master bedroom, and pressed the chain.

"Fu Shimo." Although the bed is soft, Ji Nan Chu still bumps into her eyes and holds it up. A dark shadow is pressing towards her, like a hard and wide wall, which gives Ji Nan Chu a sense of suffocation.

Ji Nanchu is lying on the bed with his head on one side. His two hands are in front of Fu Shimo's chest. His soft palms are close to Fu Shimo's chest. With a unique feeling, Fu Shimo's dark eyes emit a trace of heat.