novelraw Chapter 1289: Whoever you say is sick, you...you are sick!
Chapter 1289: Whoever you say is sick, you...you are sick!
Mu Weiwei puffed her cheeks and glared at the tall and handsome man in front of her.
The irritability that kept surging in her heart was so strange that she subconsciously understood this sour emotion as anger.
Fu Linchen's attitude towards Luo Chenxi just now was too ambiguous, and he was obviously instigating discord.
That's right, she was angry because of this.
Growing up in the top giants, Mu Weiwei knows very well that these giants and precious sons born with a golden spoon are not careless, the only exception is his elder brother, even her second brother Mu Yiling, also From time to time there will be a few lace news.
Fu Linchen is definitely not a good person, otherwise, how could he be in a bar in the middle of the night and treat her drunk...
In Mu Weiwei's mind, the scene at the bar that night resurfaced again.
It was obviously several months, but the ambiguous picture of the two bodies entwining each other still appeared in her dreams from time to time.
Moreover, the memory is as clear as it happened yesterday.
"Mu Weiwei, you said you weren't jealous, so why are you blushing?" Fu Linchen said with a slight smile.
Mu Weiwei widened her eyes, "You...who do you mean blushing? Are your eyes short-sighted? Just wear glasses if you are short-sighted, or go for laser surgery, don't be aggressive! Oh, yes, you are just one year old. A lot, maybe presbyopia, presbyopia also need glasses? Don’t deceive yourself because of inferiority..."
Mu Weiwei quickly defended herself, the more she spoke, the more incoherent she became.
She took two deep breaths, trying to cool down the temperature on her face, but, facing Fu Linchen's long and narrow phoenix eyes and smiling eyes, she buzzed in her mind, and a burst of anger came up. Not only did he fail to calm himself down, but his face became redder...and angry.
At this time, without looking in the mirror, she could feel her cheeks burning like fire.
Fu Linchen spoke unhurriedly: "I am not short-sighted or presbyopia. I can see clearly. It is Ms. Mu, you are either color blind or underdeveloped facial nerves, commonly known as facial paralysis. This is very serious. Sick..."
"Whoever you say is sick, you...you are sick! There is nothing unhealthy in this lady's body!"
Mu Weiwei jumped angrily, realizing that she couldn't talk about Fu Linchen, and finally decided to rein in the precipice and changed the subject abruptly.
"Fu Linchen, the plane is about to take off. Why don't you board the plane soon? Don't you feel ashamed to have so many crew members waiting for you here and wasting everyone's time?"
Mu Weiwei asked with her hands on her hips.
Fu Linchen shook his head secretly.
Obviously this little wild cat insisted on blocking him at the door of the cabin and questioning him, why did he throw the pot on his head again?
However, looking at Mu Weiwei's appearance, if she stimulates her again, the little girl may not be able to stand the stimulation.
After all, she is only eighteen years old, and her studies are still very important.
Fu Linchen took a step back and entered the cabin, "Come in!"
Mu Weiwei followed in with a black face.
Originally thought that during this ten-hour journey, she would definitely suffer from Fu Linchen's poison, or she might be mad at him.
But what she didn't expect was that when the plane flew together, Fu Linchen leaned back in the chair, closed his eyes, and seemed to be asleep.