Chapter 813

Feixue floats on the doorplate without expression, letting him kiss her.

Jin Si's kiss - hot and hot, from earlobe to lip to neck, clavicle, every inch

Fisher didn't move.

This makes Jin Si inexplicably upset.

She let go of her hand and stopped.

He had a strong body over her.

Two people posted very close.

"Do you hate my touch so much?" Jin Si growled in a low voice.

Every time he kissed her, he hated her like she was dying.

This is the biggest blow to a man.

"What do you think?" Fisher didn't directly annoy him, giving him a look of his own experience.

Jin Si clenched his fist and smashed the door plank behind her.

The frightened snow looks blue and purple.

She thought he hit her head with one blow, but unexpectedly, he hit the back door panel.

"Are you really so afraid of me?"

Jin Si looks at Fei Xue carefully.

The blink of her eyes just now was obviously afraid of him hitting her.

"Didn't you just hit me like that three years ago? Have you forgotten all this? I have not forgotten that the fear you have formed in my heart cannot be extinguished. "

Feixue skimmed her face and said lightly.

Although those painful experiences have all passed, it is a pity that they are all buried in her heart and cannot be erased.

"What do you want of me? I won't hit you now. I won't. do you understand? " Jin Si's explanation was in a hurry with a thick neck.

"Oh. That's good. " Feixue smiled a little, broke through Jin Si's confinement, sat on the bed in the bedroom, and then reached out to untie her clothes.

"What are you doing?" Jin Si frowned at her.

"Take off your clothes, don't you want to do it? I haven't seen you for so long. " Fisher has taken off her shawl. The rest of the red dress inside.

One of her hands is pulling the sling off her shoulder.

This action makes her feel humiliated, and it's like finishing a task mechanically.

Jin Si stood not far away, tightly clenched his fist.

He really has no way to take this woman, no way at all.

"Go away."

Jin Si went to the bedside and pulled her sling up. Then she opened the door and slammed it.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Feixue hugged her head and cried.

She didn't know what was crying.

Just to hear that rolling, or involuntarily sad.

He used to let her go, too.

Another time he watched her roll down the stairs.

But didn't rush to save her.

At that time, her eyes were desperate.

She knew that he wanted her to die. Her love was in Jin Si's place. Cheap things can't be cheaper.

Don't think, please, Fisher, don't think, don't remember.

"Ah..."

Fisher desperately pulled her hair, trying to forget the memories that she shouldn't remember.

Bang Bang -

a series of shots rang out in the backyard.

Stop Fisher's crying.

She stood up and went out of the window to have a look.

Jin Si held a gun in his hand and kept shooting at the target.

A hundred strikes a hundred hits.

At last a hole was made in the target.

After finishing her hair and clothes, Fischer went downstairs with her bag to leave the manor.

The housekeeper immediately stopped her. "Miss Fisher, are you going now? The chief asked the kitchen to prepare your favorite dishes. Is it OK to stay for dinner? It's not easy for the chief to come back. "

"No, he told me to get out of here. I don't want to get out of here. I have an announcement in the evening. I'm busy. I'm leaving. "

Fisher left with her bag.

After Fisher left.

The housekeeper hurriedly ran to the backyard to inform Jin Si, "chief, Miss Fisher has left. Do you need to stop her?"

Jin Si, who was loading bullets, pursed his lips, and his anger could not be covered up. "Roll."

A roll word, frightened housekeeper immediately retreated.

He took a gun and let it out in the backyard.

Day by day, Jin Si never looked for Fisher again.

She flew to Los Angeles with the crew to do the film. It took a month to do the film, but she didn't come back.

This day, Fisher just finished shooting.

I received a call from Song Qian.

"I heard you finished shooting early today?"

"How do you know?" Asked Fisher curiously.

"Lin Xiao told me."

"What do you want, Lin Xiao?" Michelle holds her mobile phone and stands in the underground garage looking for her car.

"I bought her and used a painting. Ha ha, you won't call me mean?""It's strange that a painting with millions of dollars can't be bought."

"I've come to Los Angeles to collect wind. I heard that there is a famous red maple forest in Los Angeles. On both sides of the road several kilometers away, red maple is like fire, beautiful and beautiful."

"Cloud City also has red maple forest. Why do you have to come to Los Angeles to collect wind?" Feixue laughed and joked, but actually she knew that song Qian was following her.

"I'm tired of looking at Yuncheng. Look back."

"Back, back what?"

"Just turn around." Song Qian smiled softly.

Feixue turns around, song Qian is wearing a white sports suit, a pair of sunglasses on her face, riding a white bicycle and stops at her feet.

There is a bunch of roses in the basket in front of the bike.

With long legs on the ground, song Qian picked up the bunch of roses and handed them to her. "Miss Fisher, I sent them to you by express for your fans. This is the flowers sent to you by express. Please sign for them."

Feixue reaches for the bouquet of flowers and sniffs it with her nose. It's fragrant and fragrant. "Well, it smells good. In fact, it's from you. I'm afraid I won't accept it."

"No, I'm your fan. I buy it myself and deliver it myself. Is that ok?"

Fei xueyang put on a light smile, "no problem."

Song Qian is a warm person. He has a good sense of humor and emotional intelligence. He won't touch the wounds she doesn't want to show.

He always passes on some positive things to her.

She just hopes that he won't get a little hurt because of his relationship with her as a friend.

"Come on up, red maple forest is near this group. I have checked it. I'll take you to have a look."

"Take this?" Fisher pointed to the bike and asked in surprise.

"You didn't sit there, did you?" Song Qian asked with a smile.

Fisher nodded. "Yes, I haven't been on a bike. The cheapest car I've ever been in since I was a kid is the Bentley Ferrari

"Cough Then you're really down in the dumps now. It's down to riding a bicycle. "

"Well, I haven't sat down yet. Isn't that a bit of a loser?" Fisher flicks her mouth.

"Then follow me once, everything is ready for you." Song Qian takes a scarf and a cap from the basket and hands it to her.

"This is?"

"Well armed, you're a star. It's not good to have an affair with me. Wrap yourself up and show only one pair of eyes. Anyway, as long as I recognize you."

"Good." Fisher wrapped a scarf around her neck and most of her face, put on sunglasses and hat, and sat in the back of his bike.