Quick Wear: The host is a jerk again and runs away

Chapter 419: Revenge of the Republic of China 7

"If you answer truthfully, you will still be my guest of honor in West City."

"If not, then I'll have to ask you to leave West City."

Are you driving her away?

Xue Yi smiled and stood up.

The sound of high heels hitting the stone bricks was very crisp. She walked towards him slowly until she was behind the man. As soon as she raised her hand, Fu Xicheng grabbed her hand reflexively and pulled her down with great force.

She plopped into his arms and sat on his lap, but she wasn't scared at all.

There was no panic in the woman's eyes as Fu Xicheng had imagined, but instead there was a cunning look in them.

He had a bad feeling.

Sure enough, the next moment she entangled with him, and in an instant, their breaths intertwined and the heat poured out.

Xue Yi gently raised her head, her clear eyes staring directly into Fu Xicheng's deep black eyes, her red lips slightly parted, her breath as sweet as orchid: "President Fu, you are such a smart person, how come you don't understand a woman's heart?"

She raised her hand and gently stroked his cheek, her fingertips slowly sliding down along his outline, finally stopping at his Adam's apple and stroking it gently.

Fu Xicheng's body stiffened, his eyes darkened instantly, his Adam's apple rolled, and his voice was hoarse: "You..."

Xue Yi chuckled, leaned close to his ear, and whispered softly: "You said that my purpose for coming to Xicheng is not pure, then what do you think my purpose is?"

Her voice is gentle and full of temptation, like the sweetest wine, making people intoxicated and unable to extricate themselves.

Fu Xicheng pushed her away violently, but when he saw the woman about to hit the corner of the table, his heart tightened and he instinctively stretched out his arms to pull her back into his arms.

Their bodies were pressed tightly together again, and Xue Yi's breathing suddenly quickened. She looked up at Fu Xicheng, her clear eyes full of surprise and shyness.

Fu Xicheng looked at her, with a complex emotion flashing in his eyes.

He lowered his head, and the distance between them instantly shortened, so close that he could clearly feel her warm breath and that faint fragrance.

His Adam's apple rolled, and his voice was low and hoarse: "Why don't you hide?"

Hearing this, Xue Yi hooked her arms around his neck, buried her face in the crook of his neck, and said in a soft voice: "Because I know you will save me~"

Fu Xicheng's hand slowly moved to the woman's slender neck, and suddenly tightened it. He was still smiling but looked like a demon from hell. "Do you know what you are doing? A woman with a fiancé, why do you think you can climb into my bed?"

"Didn't your father tell you that the last woman who tried to get into my bed was shot?"

Xue Yi pretended to look pitiful, her eyes filled with tears. She looked as if she was about to cry out loud at any time, but her eyes were full of provocation.

Even though her face turned pale as Fu Xicheng pinched her neck, her hands were still restless and kept touching his thighs.

Fu Xicheng's eyes darkened, and the hand that was clasping her neck suddenly tightened. If he used a little more force, he would be able to break her neck.

Xue Yi seemed not to feel any pain, and even stuck out her tongue to lick his fingers gently.

Fu Xicheng felt a slippery touch between his fingers, and his breath was choked, and his body tensed up instantly.

He suddenly loosened his hand and pushed Xue Yi to the ground, then stood up, with his back to her, and said in a low and hoarse voice: "Get out!"

"For your father's sake, I won't kill you. Go back to your North City and leave tomorrow."

Xue Yi squeezed out two tears, wrapped her arms around the man's waist from behind, pressed her soft body against his back, rested her chin on his shoulder, showed him her scuffed palms, and sobbed softly, "Fu Xicheng, you hurt me."

Fu Xicheng's body stiffened. He raised his hands, trying to pry her hands open, but found that she was holding him too tightly and could not pry them apart at all.

He took a deep breath and tried to make his voice sound calmer: "Ms. Zhang, please respect yourself."