Black Lotus Daughter She is Not Easy To Mess With

Suddenly a heat source approached by his side, Zhou Fucheng looked back and saw that he was not someone he knew.

The girl is beautiful, but the purpose in her eyes is too strong, and the cheap perfume on her body makes his nose a little unbearable.

Zhou Fucheng has the biggest hobby, collecting perfume.

His sense of smell is more sensitive than the average person, so he is particularly fond of good smells.

Perfume is the easiest to obtain and the easiest to satisfy among his many favorable impressions.

After all, he is not short of money, just buy the taste he likes.

At the beginning, he didn't buy much, but he couldn't bear to buy it every now and then, so that in his overseas home, he had a special room for perfume.

One of the most expensive bottles is enough to buy a suite in the second ring road of Beijing.

"Is this the first time for the handsome guy to come to play, I have never seen you before." The girl leaned over and said delicately, "My name is Rui Xi."

Xie An looked at the two interacting with the expression of watching a play.

Zhou Fucheng smiled, and that smile seemed extraordinarily casual: "Well, it's my first time here."

Rui Xi took the initiative to pick up the empty cup on the table and poured herself a cup, and then touched Zhou Fucheng's cup: "Let's go one?"

Xie Min couldn't help but laugh at this moment.

With this smile, he was stunned for the men and women who were paying attention to the situation here.

Although Rui Xi is blond and blue-eyed and looks like a proper Westerner, her tone of voice is a bit like sauerkraut, but she has a concave and delicate tone, which sounds a bit nondescript.

Zhou Fucheng glanced at him calmly, and drank the wine he had clinked.

"Handsome guy, are you lonely at night?" Rui Xi rubbed his chest against his arm, and leaned forward to bite his ear, "I like you very much."

Speaking of this, it can no longer be said to be a hint, a proper rhythm.

Zhou Fucheng smiled lightly: "You're not my number."

As soon as these words came out, Rui Xi's expression froze: "Brother, what are you talking about?"

"I like that number."

As soon as he spoke, Zhou Fucheng raised his eyebrows in someone's direction, the meaning was already clear.

Rui Xi smiled a little embarrassedly: "Well... it's okay to change the taste occasionally."

Zhou Fucheng smiled extremely beautifully: "The taste is one-of-a-kind, hard to change."

For the sake of this, Rui Xi naturally didn't want to entangle any more, so he left embarrassed.

But who would have thought that just after the beauty left, another handsome guy came.

And the way of expression is even more straightforward than Rui Xi just now. Xie An didn't want to be used as a shield by him anymore, so he directly moved the position next to him, and put on a "please do it, it has nothing to do with me" expression.

Zhou Fucheng gritted his teeth: "I'm sorry, the taste is a bit special, and I'm not interested in anything that looks good without him."

The little handsome guy twitched the corners of his mouth, glanced at Xie Wen, and left.

He is not so lacking in self-knowledge, Xie An's beauty, he has no confidence to compare with him.

"I'm so stingy, isn't it just using you as an excuse, do I need to wait for the reaction to sit at the booth next door?" Zhou Fucheng gave him an angry laugh.

He was just joking, who would have thought those people would take it seriously.

Xie Anming knew his orientation, and pretended not to know, just waiting to see his good show.

This brother is simply an iron pit and a stone hammer.

"Isn't this room for you?" Xie An chuckled.

Zhou Fucheng pressed his cheeks: "Bai was drank a good glass of wine, it's a loss."

"Exit."