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Fu Shang burst out laughing.
She raised her fair and slender fingers and touched the manâs cherry red lips. She smiled and said, ââYou, whatâs the point of having a mouth? Canât you just say that I regret it?â
Qi Jin blinked, then hummed and whispered, ââThen, youâre not leaving?â
Fu Shang nodded perfunctorily.
The young and beautiful officer curved his lips, and a stunning smile bloomed on his cold eyes. He then happily stuffed the key in his hand into Fu Shangâs hand, then you should keep this.
This time, Fu min did not reject her but he raised his eyebrows and started to settle the score,â the first time we met, you left me alone at the wedding and made me the laughing stock of everyone in the North City.
âThe second time we met, you pressed me to the ground and pointed a gun at me. Later on, they even tied me up on the bed because I didnât sleep properly.â
âA few days ago, you pushed me against the cabinet. Thereâs a big bruise on my arm, and itâs still there.â
As he spoke, Fu min lifted up his sleeve, revealing a shocking bruise on his arm,â tell me, how should I settle this with you?â
Qi Jin felt a little guilty when he met Fu minâs long and beautiful eyes. His thin lips moved and he asked tentatively, ââWhy donât you give me a beating?â
Fu Shang was speechless.
He gently held Fu minâs arm and looked down at the bruise. His heart ached for Fu min. Iâm sorry.
Qi Jin thought for a moment. He raised his hand and grabbed Fu minâs hand, then slapped himself hard.
A crisp sound.
Fu min was stunned.
Deputy Li, who was driving in front, was also shocked. His steering wheel shook and he almost fell into the ditch.
This slap was really not ambiguous.
On the manâs fair and beautiful face, there was a clear handprint. The corner of his lips was even a little broken. Looking at it like this, he actually looked a little shockingly tyrannical.
Seeing that Qi Jin was about to slap himself again, Fu Shang hurriedly retracted his hand and held his chin. He said bitterly, ââWhy did you hit your own face! I like your beautiful face the most!â
Qi Jin, do you believe that I wonât want you if youâre disfigured?â
Qi Jin was speechless.
Her heart felt stifled. He seemed to have only touched her.
He slowly opened his mouth and said,â you said that I once made you a joke in North City. Tomorrow is the day when all the warlords meet. I can accompany you with the slap mark on my face.
Iâll become a joke with you.
Fu min was definitely touched, but her heart ached for Qi Jin even more ⦠Face.
This was a slap to her heart, her heart!
âSo, you only like my face?â the beautiful young officer asked.
âNot entirely,â Fu Shang answered honestly. But⦠Let me give you an example. If your beauty drops by 50%, then my love for you will also drop by 50%.â
These words were very honest and very heart-wrenching.
Qi Jin was speechless.
He tried his best to suppress the suffocating feeling in his heart and tried to comfort himself. So ⦠It was not easy to find an honest girl.
He raised his hand and pinched Fu minâs face lightly. Qi Yan retracted his hand expressionlessly, youâre heartless.
Fu Shangâs eyes turned and landed on Qi Jinâs pure white and clean gloves. He blinked his beautiful Phoenix eyes and asked, ââWhy do you keep wearing these white gloves? Are you here to act cool?â
Qi Jin raised his eyes in confusion., pretending?â