Wen Asarin said: "This is what an emotional master said. If you analyze it with me, women prefer bad and bad men who are not easy to control, and they feel it exciting and exciting.

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Isn’t he a warm man with a loyal dog?

?”

Yin Fei was silent for a moment and said, "I actually think it makes sense. Look at Master Han's energy, it will make you fascinated, and the beauty of the soul is given to you, and the clouds and rain in Wushan..." Jiang Xiu: "... Fei Fei, if you don't have good Chinese language, don't use idioms."

She said: "When I like Fu Chenhan, he wasn't like this, but now he suddenly feels so gloomy..." Yin Fei interrupted her and said: "But isn't Han's temper like this?

Many people would say that he would be unpredictable and moody when he described it as unpredictable, right?"

Jiang Xiu thought about it and felt speechless.

Wen Asarin said: "Think about it again, has he experienced something else?"

"How do I know if I haven't followed him for twenty-four hours..." Jiang Xiu said this and suddenly stopped and said, "He went to the research institute today. I didn't go when I had lunch, but Duan Fangzhou went."

Yin Fei: "Is it the little Bichi you mentioned last time?"

"Yes, it's her."

Jiang Xiu touched his chin: "I suspect that Xiao Bichi made me shine. She must have arranged me in front of Fu Chenhan. I said that after they came back, Duan Fangzhou was looking at people with his nostrils..." Jiang Xiu thought about it more and more and more, and said hurriedly: "I'll hang up first, I'll ask Fu Chenhan."

Yin Jianyue Asarin: "..."So we are just tools for you to talk to?

Abbreviated as human-shaped tree hole?

Jiang Xiu quit the phone and hurried to Fu Chenhan's study. Fu Chenhan just raised his eyes and looked at her, "Is there anything wrong?"

Jiang Xiu put the Wensi tofu that he brought to his hand next to his table, put his forearms horizontally on the table, looked at Fu Chenhan and said, "Master Han, was anyone telling you something at noon today?"

The tip of the pen was paused, and Fu Chenhan raised his eyes, "What?"

Jiang Xiu widened his eyes: "That's it! Is it Duan Fangzhou?"

Her intuition was terrible.

Fu Chenhan said lightly: "Yes."

"What did she tell you?"

Jiang Xiu asked.

Fu Chenhan said: "Since you can guess it's her, you can't guess what she said?"

Jiang Xiu thought about Duan Fangzhou's thinking and said, "She said I'm playing with men's feelings?"

Wouldn't you be sincere to you?

You have no result with me?"

I guessed it almost the same.

Fu Chenhan didn't say anything.

Jiang Xiu turned his head: "Master Han, do you believe such words?"

I suspect you washed your IQ off last night when you shampooed your hair.

Fu Chenhan said: "Don't believe it."

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Jiang Xiu bulged his cheeks and said, "Since you don't believe it, why are you angry?"

Fu Chenhan said: "I'm not angry."

"..." Jiang Xiu said: "Okay, okay, you are not angry, then why do you hate me?

Could it be that I am not good-looking?

"                             Fu Chenhan said: "It takes a reason to hate someone?"

"…"Jiang Xiu felt that she really couldn't communicate with him friendly. She slapped the table and said, "Fu Chenhan! Do you know that you are like an unreasonable child now?

!” Fu Chenhan finally put down the five-digit pen in his hand, and a little frosty and coldness was placed between his eyebrows and eyes, and said, “I’m making trouble?

Jiang Xiu, the scar of the knife four years ago is still there."

Jiang Xiu suddenly became silent.

She pursed her lips.

That knife was the end of her hatred, the starting point of her sin, and the only thing she dared not face.

Her fingers spasmed a few times, and Jiang Xiu reluctantly said, "I know I'm sorry for you..." She thought hard, but her mind was blank, and she just said in a daze: "Then I... give you again... and you give me a knife, and we will be cleared up."

The reason why Dr. Lu warned her not to be too close to Fu Chenhan was that Jiang Xiu was obsessed with the knife four years ago, and it was difficult for her to accept it when others mentioned it, let alone herself.

She tried her best to calm herself down, not wanting Fu Chenhan to see her trembling hands and feet. She smiled, but she knew that the smile must be even worse than crying.

"Jiang Xiu?"

Fu Chenhan paused and reached out to hug the person. He looked at Jiang Xiu's eyes, but his pupils had no focus. He suddenly became a little panicked and called her softly: "Jiang Jiang...What's wrong with you, Jiang Jiang?"

Jiang Xiu couldn't hear his voice clearly. She looked normal. She said with instinct: "I'm fine, don't worry about me..." Fu Chenhan hugged her tightly in his arms and asked her slowly: "What's wrong with you?

Do you want to call a doctor?”

Jiang Xiu shook her head: "I'm fine, maybe I'm a little hypoglycemia..." She woke up a little, looked up and saw Fu Chenhan's beautifully curved jaw, and smiled: "Are you worried about me?"

"..." Fu Chenhan said: "Shut up."

Jiang Xiu smiled and said, "You are just worried about me."

Fu Chenhan let go of her, sat back in his seat, and said coldly: "Since you have low blood sugar, hurry back to sleep."

Jiang Xiu said with a smile: "Don't be shy. If you care about me, you care about me. This is not embarrassing, right?"

She held her cheeks and said, "Don't you hate me?"

Why do you care about me again?”

Fu Chenhan signed the document and ignored her.

Jiang Xiu tapped the table with a few fingers. The little look looked a bit like a little fox. She leaned close to Fu Chenhan and whispered, "Fu Chenhan, why don't you speak?"

“…”                                                                                                                              

"Master Han?"

"Master Han, please pay attention to me. If you ignore me again, I will cry to you?"

"Fu~Chen~Han~"                                                                                                                          

Jiang Xiu was still talking softly: "You really ignore me?"

Then I'm crying?"

Fu Chen said coldly: "Go outside the door to cry."

Jiang Xiu: "No!"

"..." Fu Chenhan finally couldn't bear it anymore, and pulled the person over and pressed it on the desk, blocking her chattering mouth.

Jiang Xiu: “…?”

Outside the door.

Jiang Songyin, who came to find her own mother, looked at her head and then silently retracted her head.

Alas, these adults are really good, why don’t they close the door properly?

He thoughtfully closed the door tightly, hugged the unicorn in his hand and went downstairs, and happened to meet Aunt Tong. Aunt Tong smiled and said, "Songyin, are you looking for Xiuxiu?"

She should be in Han Ye’s study.

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He paused and said, "Grandma Tong, are you looking for Uncle Fu?"

Aunt Tong nodded: "Yes."

Jiang Songyin: "Then you wait for half an hour before going. Uncle Fu is very busy now."
Chapter completed!