Chapter 1490: Open tear (2)

Chapter 1490 tearing (2)
"Get out, get out, get out..." Wang Shanshan screamed and struggled, but he still couldn't open it. We, her heart was furious, and she was fluttering indiscriminately. Yuguang saw it going further and further. Fu Yi, who did not return to the slightest meaning, had more anger in her chest. She yelled at the scorpion and shouted at Fu Yi: "Fu Yi, you stand for me..."
Fu Yi turned a deaf ear and continued to walk forward. Wang Shan’s anger was unstoppable and he screamed:
Fu Yi, I let you stand, you didn’t hear it...

Fu Yi still does not return to the old head...
"Fu Yi, I didn't hear you in my words? Is your ear stunned..."
"Fu Yi, I am your fiancee, you really don't care about me..."
"Fu Yi, you hate this, I hate to die you..."
Wang Shanshan's anger came out with a loud voice, and the noisy Fu Yi was upset. He walked a few steps and entered his room. "Oh!", shut the door and shut all the anger of Wang Shanshan. outer.
There was only one light in the room, and the lights were a little dim, but Fu Yi didn't care. He stepped down to the round table and sat down. The tall figure instantly felt like a squat, leaning on the back of the chair, hands I don’t know if it’s because of panic or how it’s shivering. The face of Qing Jun is particularly exhausted under the light of extinction...
He rested on the back of his chair, staring at the roof full of shadows, and the white ghost that had just caught up with them, his face was scarred: Is she an eyebrow? It should be... her scarred face, and the angry anger that can't wait to smear him, he is very familiar, because that was the last time he saw his eyebrows, the look of his eyebrows...
The current eyebrow is no longer a human being, but a ghost. Follow the capital and collect debts from him...
Thinking of this, there was a panic in the voice of Fu Yi, a trace of sorrow...
A slight sound of ‘card’ suddenly sounded, and Fu Yi replied with sorrow and looked like a sharp arrow. He shot the past:
Who?

"It's me." With the cold answer, a tall figure came out of the shadows, wearing a black night dress with a black face on his face, only a pair of eyes, and the twinkling eyes in his eyes. Fu Yi, who was watching, secretly sighed, but his heart quietly guarded: "Who are you?"
The black man did not speak. He reached out and took out a wooden token from his sleeve. The sign said a strong and powerful ‘king’.
It turned out to be his person.
Fu Yi’s high-hanging heart was slightly lowered, and the alert was slightly relaxed. He frowned and looked at the man in black:
What are you doing here?

"Like the individual, borrow a living from your house." The black man was brief.
......
"Recently, my house is... a little chaotic..." Fu Yi euphemistically said the situation in his house.
Black people don't care: "It doesn't matter, I won't be in contact with people in your house..." The chaos or chaos is not related to him...
......
"That's good, you can do it yourself." Fu Yi waved his hand impatiently: He has a lot of recent things, he is innocent, and the black man is willing to stay, let's stay, the black man is 'he' People, 'he' people have always been strong, and self-control is very strong, they said that they will not contact people in his house, they really will not have any contact with people in his house, do not eat his house Don't drink from his house, only hide in his house, waiting for the so-called timing...
It's just a small place to settle down, it doesn't hinder him, he is too lazy to manage.
The black man arched his hand toward Fu Yi and turned into the darkness. The black figure shone in the dim light, like a ghost in the window, Fu Yi was shocked: "Ah."
"Fu Daren, what's wrong with you?" The black man turned and looked at him inexplicably. In the darkness, he was covered with cold eyes and cold eyes. He saw Fu Yi’s heart pounding, but he did not dare to reveal it. Trying to hold the corner of the mouth and raise a smile: "Thank you for your concern, I am fine..."
Nothing, what are you yelling?
The black man looked at Fu Yi with a weird look. Fu Yi was seen with some guilty conscience, pulling his sleeves and rubbing his cold sweat on his forehead.
The black man didn’t say anything more, turned around and jumped out of the room, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
Look carefully at the direction in which the black man disappeared, and confirm that he really will not appear again. Fu Yi took a long sigh of relief, lifted the teapot, and shivered and poured a cup of tea for himself...
(End of this chapter)