Chapter 179 Dance, Drugged, I Saved You, One Night of Spring Breeze

"Steal, have an affair?"

These two words seemed to burn my mouth.

Minghua stammered, her face full of disbelief.

It is really hard to imagine that they can see such a thing.

What is even more unbelievable is that someone like Fu Shizheng is actually willing to cooperate.

"Why? You don't believe it?"

Fu Shizheng had a smile on his face.

He began his script performance.

"Originally I disagreed. If I, Fu Shizheng, like someone, I will naturally marry her formally and bring her into my family."

"But you've been making excuses, saying you haven't completed your studies yet and don't want to be treated as an exception at school. I really have no choice but to cooperate with you."

Minghua pursed her lips and asked, "Did we meet at school?"

"no."

Fu Shizheng denied it quickly.

The two of them had already walked into the lecture hall of the college.

There has been no activity recently, it's empty and quiet.

As the two of them walked inside, they could even hear echoes.

Fu Shizheng changed his grip from tightly holding Ming Hua's hand to holding her waist. "Do you still remember the Ming family?"

"Have you checked on StarNet?"

Minghua said "hmm".

Her relationship with the Ming family can be found out with a simple search on Starnet.

Naturally, he also knew that he had now severed ties with the Ming family.

Fu Shizheng chuckled softly, and his magnetic bass voice echoed in Minghua's ears.

"We first met at Mingjia Mingzhu's coming-of-age ceremony."

"That was the first day you were taken back to the Ming family."

Minghua understood and added, "So someone provoked and ridiculed me, and you helped me fight back, and then we got together?"

"Well, not really together."

Fu Shizheng raised his eyebrows and looked at Minghua with a smile.

"You just treat me as a tool that you can use well."

“No disclosure, no commitment.”

"When I'm angry, you comfort me."

Just like this, Fu Shizheng guided Minghuan and pushed open the backstage door of the auditorium.

There were no lights on, and the entire backstage of the auditorium was in darkness.

Minghuan was pressed on the bed by Fu Shizheng and was kissed hard.

"Just like this," Fu Shizheng whispered in Minghuan's ear, his hot breath spraying on her snow-white earlobe. The next second, her earlobe was held tightly by the man's hot lips and tongue.

"Hanhuan, you have such a cruel heart."

"If I don't take the initiative to find you, you won't come to me."

"I have no choice but to take the opportunity of giving a speech at your school to meet you."

"We were kissing secretly backstage, behind everyone's back."

"Tell me, is this an affair?"

Her earlobe became red and hot, and Minghuan even felt that the half of her face that Fu Shizheng had approached was burning.

Immediately afterwards, Fu Shizheng reached out, hugged Minghuan tightly, held her waist and pressed her against the wall.

Minghuan's legs were wrapped around Fu Shizheng's strong waist and abdomen.

"Hanhuan, baby, wife, I love you."

At this moment, Fu Shizheng no longer looked like the elite and tough CEO he was in front of outsiders.

His thin lips bit Minghua's lips and wouldn't let go.

I even want to do something more extreme.

The darkness that made it impossible to see one's fingers intensified this secret desire.

Fu Shizheng was trembling all over from trying to control himself.

More than half an hour later, the two finally calmed down.

A strand of black hair on Minghua's forehead stuck tightly to her face, wet, making her look a little pitiful.

However, Fu Shizheng's appearance was not good either. The man's handsome face was hot.

As if sensing something, he raised his hand and opened the door to the backstage, and strands of light came in from outside.

Minghua closed her eyes uncontrollably.

The next second, Fu Shizheng's somewhat hoarse voice sounded:

"Jun Yiqing is waiting for you outside, go out."

As for Fu Shizheng himself, he leaned against the wall and obviously had not calmed down so quickly. Under Minghuan's gaze, his protruding Adam's apple rolled up and down violently.

Minghua: ...

This is truly a dilemma and a deadly choice.

Minghua no longer wants to play with this group of men.

Anyway, the final scene always starts to run to some elusive place.

She just wants to go home now.

She pursed her lips and walked out of the backstage first.

Jun Yiqing was indeed already sitting in the auditorium waiting.

When he saw Minghuan coming out, he waved at her in a good-tempered manner.

After Minghuan came closer, he calmly handed her a cup of warm water.

"Are you thirsty? Drink some water first."

She seems quite gentle and considerate.

However, the more this happened, the more Minghua felt that something was wrong.

He held the water cup to his lips without touching it, and spoke hesitantly:

"I'm ready to go home."

"If you have time later, can we go around the school again?"

Jun Yiqing nodded, "Of course, everything will be based on your standards."

Ming Huan took a breath. She didn't expect Jun Yiqing to be so easy to talk to.

Putting down the cup of water in his hand, he said, "Then let's go back now."

"Well, no rush."

As Jun Yiqing spoke, he took out something from the side.

"After hearing so much from them, aren't you curious about how we met?"

Minghua scratched her face awkwardly.

To be honest, the saying that curiosity kills the cat is becoming increasingly true.

Minghuan felt that she shouldn't be too curious.

Anyway, you will know what you should know.

Just when he was hesitating, Jun Yiqing calmly handed over the thing in his hand.

It's exactly a painting.

As if knowing Minghua's doubts, Jun Yiqing's eyebrows flashed with a faint smile, and he began to explain:

"You also know that I am a painter and you are one of my students."

"You lied and said you needed a mannequin and couldn't find anyone at the moment, so you asked me to be your model."

"This is the model picture you drew for me."

"By the way, you added that rose yourself." Jun Yiqing added calmly. He spoke a lot of truth and seemed quite justified.

Minghua: ...

She originally wanted to boast about her good painting skills, as she even drew the tattoo pattern on Jun Yiqing's body.

"The tattoo on my waist was also drawn by you."

He just extended a small invitation.

Minghua's face was completely red at this time and she didn't want to talk.

No matter how much explanation and justification there is, it is all in vain at this moment.

Even though she had lost her memory, when she thought about it carefully, she felt that there was a high possibility that she would do such a thing.

Perhaps because Jun Yiqing seemed so easy to talk to at the moment, Ming Hua couldn't help but quietly ask:

"Then do you know how Yan Wenjin and I met?"

Before Jun Yiqing could answer, Yan Wenjin, wearing devil horns and a coat, strode in from outside with a menacing look.

"If Huanhuan wants to ask something, it would be better to ask me directly."

As he said that, he put the little fox ears in his hand on Minghua's head.

He looked around and exclaimed:

"good."

"What did you bring me?" Ming Huan tilted her head and subconsciously raised her hand to touch it.

Slender fingers like white jade and green onions touched the tips of the furry ears of the red fox with excellent skin color.

It looks like a beautiful color difference.

Not to mention Minghuan's expression at this moment, she looked so well-behaved.

Yan Wenjin reached out to stop Minghua from wanting to take off the fox ears and asked:

"Don't you want to know how we met?"

He said simply, "At the school dance, you were drugged, and I saved you."