Who Is the Prey

The three words "Fu Shenxing" on the paper are the most obvious. Some places are not only imprints, but even stained with light and thin ink. The font is thin and sharp, which shows how much force she used to write.He glanced at her with some surprise, and then lowered his head to identify the rest. His fingers moved slightly, changing the angle of the paper, trying to see the characters more clearly.

He Yan reacted, gritted his teeth, and snatched the paper back from Fu Shenxing's hands. He tore it into two pieces and quickly stuffed it into the shredder at the table. Se Li said: "Look what? What's so nice? Haven't your adults taught you not to move things casually?"

Fu Shenxing didn't beware that she would use this rogue method, her fingertips were even scratched by the sharp paper, the wound was fine, but blood beads slowly oozed out.He looked up at her, squinting slightly, and asked her slowly, "What are you nervous about? What did you write on the paper? Why is there my name?"

He Yan snorted slightly, raised his jaw slightly, and used a tough attitude to cover his true emotions. "Write what I want, can you control it?"

He looked at her and chuckled softly. "Write my name, I can control it. Don't tell me that you fall in love with me. I miss you so much that I wrote my unconsciously. first name."

He Yan sneered, and responded tit-for-tat: "Why not hate you, write your name when you are idle, and make a paper man to play with?"

He sneered at the corner of his mouth, but said nothing, only looked at her.

For a moment, He Yan felt her heartbeat stopped because she remembered a more terrifying thing. The piece of paper she had written before was not broken, but was thrown up and thrown into the trash, This is more life-threatening than the paper with the mark!But she didn't dare to hesitate, and she didn't dare to glance at the wastepaper basket, she just packed her purse herself and asked him coldly, "I'm going to leave, are you going to stay here? ?"

Fu Shenxing smiled faintly and took a step back, leaning against another table and saying, "He Yan, don't irritate me, you know, I'm not a good-tempered person. This is your office, I don't want to Do anything embarrassing to you."

She stopped her hand, looked up at him quietly for a moment, and asked him word by word: "Fu Shenxing, what is the embarrassing thing you are referring to? Does it make someone rape me here? Or say it Like them, they corrupted my reputation and posted my big-character posters all over the school?" she said, and her eyes were uncontrollably red, but the spine was still straight. "This is what you call embarrassment. Thing, is it?"

His brow furrowed slightly, his lips closed.

"If it is the former, you are free. Anyway, you have done this kind of thing not once or twice. Anyway, it was bitten by a dog, where was it bitten, and by which dog, what difference does it make? As for the latter," she Stopped, smiled dismissively, lowered his head and pulled out the report letter from the bag, and snapped it on the table beside him, "Someone has done it for you, but it is not good enough, You can refer to it, I hope you can do better!"

After she finished speaking, she turned and walked away, but she didn't want to be caught in his arms.

He grabbed her by the wrist and dragged her back to her side, and said lightly, "Something to say, just like a dynamite bucket, it bursts at one point. You didn't tell me before, how do I know you were posted at school? The big print."

He was willing to show his weakness, so she naturally seized the opportunity to go further, and sneered and asked him, "Did you talk to me well? Threatening every time you threaten, Fu Shenxing, I've gone like this, the family is gone, the husband is gone, the reputation is now It's also stinking, everyone in the school knows that I was adopted by a rich surnamed Fu, followed him in and out of a place of sensuality, and adopted him. Fu Shenxing, what else can I threaten you?"

He didn't answer, and even smiled.

She was even more angry and shook his hand hard to try to break free of him. Seeing that he would not let go of him, he lowered his voice and shouted angrily: "You let go, Fu Shenxing!"

But instead of letting go, he stretched out the other hand and hooked her neck, palms behind her head, then leaned over her head and pressed all her anger into her lips.He kissed her hard, lips and teeth tangled, tongue tangled.She struggled first, and slowly, the struggle only weakened a little, and finally compromised him completely.

After a long while, her entire face was flushed, and he was willing to stop, looking up at her.Her eyes were full of water waves, but she still stared at him with resentment and said angrily: "Shameless!"

"Thank you for the compliment." He smiled and didn't take it seriously at all. She released the letter and took the three letters of the "report letter" on the envelope, and asked her casually: "Just because of this. Go back?" It was almost ten o'clock. If he was not found at school, he would not deliberately detour to find her on the way from work.

He apparently put the word mark down for a while, but she still had a lingering fear, and she intended to be more depressed. She smiled self-deprecatingly and replied: "You have to calm down and think about who you offended. "

Fu Shenxing raised his eyebrows and asked her, "Have you figured it out? Who offended anyone?"

She glanced coldly at him and replied, "I'll offend you."

He couldn't help laughing, took out the letter paper to look at it, and briefly glanced at it, but looked up at her and asked with a smile: "Xu Chengbo? Why? Do you still have a leg with him?"

He Yan was so angry that she couldn't speak. She just smashed him hard with her bag.

He grabbed the leather strap and smiled, "What are you in a hurry, isn't I kidding you?"

"Keep your head open!" she whispered in a low voice, and she couldn't help it. He said: "Yes, I have one leg with him, not just one leg, we already have seven or eight legs!"

This is obviously her angry words, he naturally will not take it seriously, actually asked her with a smile: "Are you both crabs?"

She was stunned, and she refused to take care of him after she gritted her teeth, but her face was completely white, and it took a while to ask him tremblingly: "Fu Shenxing, do you think this is fun, is it? Is looked at by everyone. It’s fun to be pointed wherever you go, isn’t it?"

Then he stopped laughing, looked at her silently, reached out to take her to his side, lowered his head and continued to look at the letter, but after a while he said with a chuckle: "This person knows who I am and does not dare to provoke me ."

He saw this at a glance, and she was surprised, looking up at him.

Fu Shenxing smiled at her, and said: "But it is not the person around me, because they understand that doing so would have angered me."

She laughed sarcastically, flattering him regardless of traces: "You are a king, and the little ghost around you dare not provoke you. Only the little demon who doesn't know where it came from, only smells your prestige, but you don't know you Means that it won’t provoke you."

The wicked man was never afraid of others saying he was wicked. Fu Shenxing just smiled and even plucked a cheek on her cheek and smiled: "I like your meanness."

He folded up the stationery and stuffed it with his envelope into his jacket pocket. He said, "Leave it to me."

In fact, He Yan didn't want to stir Fu Shenxing in. He was too lawless, and he always used violence to suppress violence. He didn't know what he would do.If she hadn't tried to divert his attention before, she wouldn't tell him about it at all.She pursed her lips slightly and refused: "No, I will handle it myself."

He raised his eyebrows and asked her, "How do you deal with it?"

"Report the case, please ask the police to deal with it." She replied, thought about it, and said: "This is defamation. You must go through the police to call me to restore my reputation."

Fu Shenxing was arrogant, but he laughed and asked again: "Are you sure this is useful? Besides, half of this letter is true, you are indeed my mistress."

He said that he was unintentional when he spoke, but when he spoke, he realized that something was wrong, and he felt He Yan's body stiff.He wanted to explain, but moved his mouth but stopped again, only staring down at her, waiting for her reaction.He didn't want to be too accommodating to her. He would apologize if something was wrong, which would only spoil her and make her know nothing.

Their relationship has only just begun. He is the master and she is the slave. She exists to please him. He can spoil her, but that is only when he wants to.

Surprisingly, she was not irritated, even unusually calm, and only said wearily: "Fu Shenxing, I am very tired today, people are tired, my heart is tired, I don't want to quarrel with you anymore. Or, I don’t have the energy to make you happy again.”

She lowered her eyes and carried her purse and walked out. When she got to the door, she turned around and urged him: "Not yet? Are you just asking me to go back to bed with you? Are you still wasting time doing what?"

Fu Shenxingjun's face was slightly heavy, his hand was inserted into his pants pocket, and he came out in silence.She didn't say anything, she took the office door directly, locked it with a key, and then turned away.The two of them went through the corridor silently and went down the stairs until it was outside the building. She suddenly remembered something, stopped, and said to herself, "I seem to forget to turn off the light."

With that said, he walked two more steps outside and looked up at the office window.The light in the window was still on. She glanced at him and said lightly: "Wait a moment, I will go back and turn off the light."

She turned around and walked into the building unhurriedly, calmly opening the door with the key, but when she entered the house, she quickly walked to her seat and picked out the straw from the wastepaper basket. He , and then stuffed into the shredder.It wasn't until her crumpled paper was swallowed by the shredder that her heart really let go.

She didn't waste a little time, turned off the lights and locked the door away.Outside the building, he was still standing there waiting for her. She still walked past in a hurry, and did not pause when passing by him, only whispered: "Come on, take your car, don't you?"

His car was quietly parked on the side of the road, the driver was waiting in the car, but A Jiang stood outside, watching them pass, and immediately opened the back seat door.She got into the car without hesitation. When the car started, she silently pressed the button of the console, raised the baffle in the car, and then climbed over and sat on him silently. To loosen his tie.

He sat back there and did not respond. After a while, he raised her hand and held her wrist.

She raised her eyes and looked at him in surprise, seeming to have misunderstood what he meant, so she loosened his tie and went down to untie his pants.But I don't want him to hold her wrist, let her move, look at her, and said lightly: "I don't want to do it here today."

She was stunned for a moment, and then she gave a gentle whisper, and asked him, "Isn't it the same?"

He narrowed his eyes slightly and replied to her, "Is it? It's very different to tell me."

Fu Shenxing said differently, then the result must be very different. How could a narrow and tight car come as a large soft bed.He pulled her over and back, tossing around in a variety of ways, indulging himself, but pleasing her involuntarily.Afterwards, he pressed her whole body under him, pecked at her sweaty back, and asked her breathlessly: "Are you comfortable?"

She was exhausted, and even the strength to move her fingers was gone, but she closed her eyes when she heard the words, biting her lips stubbornly, and refused to answer him.

But he knew she was just like him, and she was also extremely happy just now, whether she admits or not.Because the body's reaction is the most real, it can't deceive people.He smirked and turned her over again, facing her frontally, forehead against the forehead, rubbing the tip of his nose, and ordered her: "answer me."

Her bushy eyelashes were shaking hard, but she refused to answer.

He laughed, his hands up and down, and jokingly said: "Reluctance to speak means dissatisfaction, rest assured, I still have the strength to make you comfortable."

She opened her eyes sharply, staring at him, and gritted her teeth and replied: "Comfortable, very comfortable."

Unexpectedly, he was caught in his trap again, and he smiled and said, "Well, since I made you comfortable, you should make me comfortable once. There are exchanges, only Lishang exchanges."

He was so energetic that he was outrageous, but he was just weakened, but he was refreshed in the blink of an eye.

She was amazed first, then blushed, stared at him angrily for a moment, but slammed into him violently, pushing back, and her thick and smooth hair fell all along with her movements, half covering her, half Cover him.She hated and said, "Shen Zhijie, I will kill you someday."

He couldn't stand her to call him "Shen Zhijie", especially in the middle of the bed. The name seemed like a spell, which could arouse his bloodiness and fierceness. He clamped her waist tightly, blood red eyes, struggling to stand Body, hoarsely asked her: "Are you going to die on you?"

"Dead in my hands." She answered without giving in.

The room was hot, as if the air was hot, the two were entangled, she was very enthusiastic, and he was almost crazy.At the last moment, he was almost out of control, but he suddenly remembered something, and suddenly withdrew and left, even though it was still against her, he exhausted the heat.

She was trembling with heat, her hands clasped his shoulders tightly, and she whimpered in her throat. After a long time, she gradually calmed down. She suddenly said softly, "Fu Shenxing, you are not right, I am not your mistress, I am just you Ma'am, the mistress still has the word'love', and I only hate."

He was silent, and then asked: "So I wrote my name so hard?"

"Yeah." She replied, frankly, "I wish I could use a pen to make a knife, stab you, write it again, as if it could kill you once, so I can't help writing it again and again, write how I kill it To die, it seems that as long as you can write down, those things can be achieved."