Chapter 117: It means that our love is stronger than gold
Pei Zhen has been poisoned by the “male [separation] male love” these days.
The fairy of the East China Sea is now betrayal and hurts him with Fu Sichen. Every day, he either loves movies or loves animations. If he doesn’t help, he will tell Pei Zhen a bedtime story and tell the men’s love in those years.
Pei Zhen only felt that he was so stupid.
There was nowhere to be found in my heart. Now that I watched two men on TV again, Pei Zhen was so angry that he wanted to bite Fu Sichen to death immediately!
“Look at it.” No matter how angry Pei Zhen was, Fu Sichen’s face was still calm. “If you don’t understand, you can ask me if you don’t understand.” Pei Zhen: “…”
“There is something else.” He took out an exquisite small box from his pocket and opened it, and it was an extremely precious jade pendant. Fu Sichen had already strung with a red rope, “For you.”
He hung the jade pendant around Pei Zhen’s neck.
The thing is green all over, as if it was designed specifically for Pei Zhen. It is not big, small and exquisite.
When putting it on the Persian cat, Fu Sichen bent his waist and a jade pendant of the same size appeared on his neck. The red rope crept on the collarbone, making the skin look whiter and whiter.
Abstinent sexy.
Pei Zhen was in a bad mood in an instant, his cheeks were hot, and he was very resistant: “Bastard, I don’t want it!”
“You don’t want it” is also magical. Fu Sichen can now accurately guess his thoughts by just looking at the cat’s expression, “This is a brilliant one, especially to make you a talent.”
Of course, in fact, this jade pendant was asked from Pei Zhen’s mother.
When pursuing a football game, Actor Fu is also shameless. It was made exactly the same piece as the jade pendant.
Pei Zhen looked at the jade on Fu Sichen’s neck, then looked down at his own, and he was even more confused. He really couldn’t understand why the Buddhist holy land was consecrated in pairs.
But “becoming a human” is so attractive to him.
Don’t say that superstition is not superstition, people have become cats, what’s the point of discussing science?
Fu Sichen was satisfied, and the corners of his mouth were uneven as soon as he raised it. Pei Zhen got goosebumps all over his body when he saw him like that, and he wanted to bite off the red rope on Fu Sichen’s neck in minutes.