Taking Marvel back to the Northern Song Dynasty

Fu Changye glanced at the young girl, and then his eyes fell on Lu Shifeng: "Changed again?"

"What do you mean, changed again?" Lu Shifeng squinted his peach-blossom eyes, expressing his image as a young master, "I like this now."

Fu Changye's eyes darkened and he looked at Lu Shifeng indifferently without saying a word.

Lu Shifeng felt a little uncomfortable at his cold gaze: "What are you looking at? Sit down quickly. The wine has been ordered for you. Su Moke just said that he wanted to blow the bottle with you."

Who is the person in his heart? Changye's heart is the same as Mingjing's. No matter how much he thinks of the truth, the lies he tells are just self-deception.

"When did I say that I wanted to blow the bottle with him?" Su Mo was as blue as the Aegean Sea, squinting slightly, like a lazy beast in a dormant state, "If it were you, Lu, I would be willing to pay."

"No, I won't be able to do it if I drink again."

Fu Changye looked away.

Sitting upright on the sofa, which sank slightly, the man's two long legs lazily crossed each other. He took the red wine on the table, poured himself a glass, and drank it all.

Fu Changye rarely drank like this.

Lu Shifeng saw this and guessed that he might have something on his mind, so he approached him and asked, "Dahei, the matter in the backyard has not been resolved yet?"

Wu Yudong sat aside, editing text messages quickly with his fingers, explaining to the parties about the court session tomorrow.

Doing two things at once, he asked coldly: "What's the matter?"

Lu Shifeng patted Fu Changye on the shoulder and said teasingly: "Didn't Dahei be taken care of by Director Gu before? It was revealed some time ago that he was engaged to Xiang Fei, and Director Gu was annoyed. I guess he can't comfort him right now."

Wu Yudong pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses. He was not interested in this kind of thing.

"Seriously, Dahei. How long has it been? Hasn't the engagement between you and Xiang Fei been clarified? Director Gu has not forgiven you?"

Fu Changye took a sip of wine and said nothing.

Lu Shifeng didn't know that Mr. Gu was involved, and said, "Director Gu is really difficult to deal with. I have a way to get women, do you want to listen?"

e is a wind-flowing nature, passing among thousands of flowers, not a single leaf touching the body.

Maybe he really has his own way of dealing with women.

Fu Changye shook the tall glass in his hand carelessly: "What can I do??

"It's simple." Lu Shifeng Yunzhi raised her peach-blossom eyes wickedly, and said in a cowardly manner: "Woman, when you are angry, just press up and roll on the bed sheets. Once you feel comfortable, you won't be angry anymore. "

Wu Yudong's face was expressionless: "Forcing a woman to have sex against her will is a rape of a woman."

Su Mo touched it with his white fingers, and touched the blue eye mask with interest.

"Go, go, go. Yudong, I am providing Dahei with a solution."

Lu Shifeng waved to Wu Yudong nonchalantly, paused, then looked at Fu Changye and rejected his own method:

"But this method may not be suitable for use on Director Gu. If Dahei really wants to force himself on such a fierce little wildcat, he won't be allowed to come to you because of Director Gu's temperament."

Fu Changye's face changed slightly, and Xiao Dahei seemed to feel a dull pain in response.

He looked at Lu Shifeng coldly, his eyes piercing Lu Shifeng's body sharply.

"...Haha, haha, Dahei, why do you look at me like that?..."

Lu Shifeng looked into Fu Changye's cold, dark eyes and laughed dryly. He asked cautiously: "Director Gu...has he kicked me yet?"

There was a moment of silence in the box.

Wu Yudong put down his cell phone, and together with Su Mo, their eyes fell on the indescribable part of Fu Changye's man.

Zhang Wenyi's face turned red as she listened to these outstanding men chatting about private matters.

She didn't dare to look or remember what she heard, so she sat obediently and meekly.

This atmosphere is so embarrassing.

……

Fu Changye's stern face looked calm. He put down his wine glass, took the cigarette case on the table, tilted his wrist, and pulled out a cigarette.

Hand it to your thin lips.

Lu Shifeng felt a little guilty at this moment, so she quickly picked up a lighter and helped him light it.

"I was just joking, joking."

Lu Shifeng looked particularly attentive at this moment, "Let's get down to business, let's talk about the annual meeting next week. Director Gu's movie will be released on the second day of the annual meeting. Do you want to promote Director Gu's new film at the annual meeting? Ah, Dahei, what do you think of this idea?"

Fu Changye closed his eyes, and after a while, he spat out two words from his thin lips: "Okay."

If the small financial backer's movie can be a big hit, she will be happy.

Lu Shifeng took a long breath. At this time, he couldn't help but look at Dafu Changye's place.

Tsk, Director Gu really kicked me there, it really hurt.

Fu Changye held the cigarette between his long fingers and brought it to his thin lips. His profile was cold and solemn, and his eyes were deep.

The method Lu Shifeng said may work on other women.

It would definitely not work if you put it on the little bastard.

He really wanted to use force on Xiaomao'er, force her to the end, lock her up and teach her a lesson, but he was reluctant to do so.

And Li Zhinian was moved, and fell in love with such a delicate and proud kitten.

When Mao Mao'er cried, his heart thundered and rained. If it really made her angry and irritated, how could a man's heart be so painful?

Fu Changye felt a little irritable at this time. The irritability was the irritability of being helpless against the little cat.

He had never encountered such a difficult problem to solve.

There is another question: Ning Qinghong!

The first love of the little benefactor.

Fu Changye took another puff of cigarette, his half-squinted eyes looked extremely deep, and his thin lips slowly exhaled pure smoke. He put out the cigarette in the ashtray.

*

Joe's house.

Since breaking off her engagement with Ning Qinghong, Qiao Yiwei has been in her bedroom recently.

Rarely go out.

She has been in a very bad mood recently.

I like the man I have been in love with for so long.

Now that they were engaged and about to get married, her pursuit of Ning Qinghong was already about to succeed.

A beautiful dream was about to come true, but suddenly it shattered, giving her a huge blow.

buzzing.

A text message came from the phone: "The photo has been sent to your email."

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