: It is natural to have hatred in life, Shui Changdong (19)

Author: Yaoli

: It is natural to have hatred in life, Shui Changdong (19)

Yue Ling touched his short and tied hair, raised his cheek, and his eyes flickered. He wanted to share it with others, but at the same time he knew that he could not say a word about it.

Cannot be known to anyone.

If someone notices it...

Yue Ling picked up the wine bottle and poured a glass, "Okay, go have your way."

When those people saw that Yue Ling really had no intention of speaking out, they all shouted and dispersed.

Only Jin Junyu chased after him: "Let's continue talking."

Yue Ling lit a cigarette and smoked with squinted eyes, "No more."

"No more?" Jin Junyu was already ready for the big secret. He took off his pants and showed him this?

The dim light shone on Yue Ling's face, making his expression a little unclear. Yue Ling smiled softly, took a sip from the glass of wine, squinted his eyes, and did not speak again.

——

Yan Ran bought a small cake when she got off work. She was greedy, so she ended up buying two portions because the clerk said that if she bought two portions of the cake, she would give him a rose.

The cold wind howled, and Yan Ran came home wrapped in the cold wind, and the tip of her nose was red from the cold.

She is afraid of the cold, but because of her status, she cannot wear very thick clothes, otherwise it will be difficult to show off. After all, when there is temperature, there is no grace.

The heating in the room was fully turned on. Yan Ran put the cake on the entrance door and closed it, hung up his coat and scarf, and then walked over with his things.

As soon as he walked into the living room, he heard gloomy and distant music. Yan Ran paused, then walked over as if nothing had happened.

A cake decorated with flowers and a bouquet of roses broke into his sight, and Fu Ji was stunned for a moment.

"For you."

Her voice was cold and had a condescending arrogance, like giving alms.

"Don't think too much, it's just that the assistant bought an extra portion and brought it back to you after he couldn't finish it."

When she said it, she seemed even more deliberate and awkward, making her even embarrassed.

Fu Ji's eyes moved away from the roses on the coffee table and glanced lightly at Yan Ran.

The person was standing in front of him, with her back straight and her eyes slightly averted. Her eyes with raised tails were quite sparkling, and her pale face made the small red mole on the tip of her nose look even more charming.

I didn’t even dare to look at the TV out of the corner of my eye, which seemed to be a bit of a cover-up.

Yan Ran originally wanted to turn off the TV, but then he thought that Fu Ji seemed to like watching horror movies, so he had to endure his fear and pretend as if nothing had happened.

He looked at the collar around Yan Ran's neck,

He clenched his fingers in a daze until his white fingertips turned bloody, then he smiled softly.

"Thanks."

Fu Ji said thank you, but did not open the cake and had no intention of eating it.

Yan Ran: "...don't you want to eat?"

Fu Jigang wanted to refuse, saying that he didn't like eating such sweet and greasy cakes, but when he met those light-colored pupils, he had another idea.

"eat."

Having said this, Fu Ji pursed his lips. Under Yan Ran's gaze, he opened the package, picked up a spoon and ate.

It was too sweet and didn't taste good down the throat, but he chewed without stopping, stomach acid eroding the cloyingly sweet bread.

The shoulder-length hair was not combed up and hung down on both sides when eating, which was not very convenient. Yan Ran felt uncomfortable looking at it and couldn't help but raise his hand to tuck his hair behind his ears.

The warmth spread from his scalp to his heart, causing his whole body to tremble, and he violently waved away the tangled palms on the side of his face.

There was a snap, everything was so sudden.

The back of Yan Ran's hand turned red, and she seemed to be stunned. Maybe it was the first time that someone hit her so rudely, and it was someone like him. There was no expression on Yan Ran's face, and there was a look in her eyes.

Layer cool colors.

Fu Ji's eyelashes fluttered, and his heart began to beat fast again. He was a little stuffy and had an indescribable feeling, but it was definitely uncomfortable.

He must not know how he looks at this moment, like a child who has made a mistake in front of his parents, feeling guilty and panicked.

"sorry……"

He apologized in a low voice, very reluctantly and coldly, without making anyone feel a trace of apology. This did not come from the heart.

This time, Yan Ran couldn't hold back and slapped him in the face.

The crisp sound of slaps echoed through the living room.

Fu Ji was caught off guard, and his whole face was knocked crooked. Soon a light red slap mark appeared on the side of his face, and his sharp jawline was as perfect as a knife blade.

The blood in his chest surged, and he didn't know whether it was pain or resentment. Fu Ji turned his head back and lowered his head. His long hair now covered his face. No one could see his expression, and it was also covered.

The sneer on his lips.

Can’t pretend anymore?

[Ding! The villain’s blackness has reached 90%!]

[Ding! The villain’s blackness has reached 95%!]

[Ding! The villain’s degree of blackening has reached 99%!]

System: [Ahhhh! Look what you have done? Woman, you are looking for death!]

Yan Ran: [Don’t worry, I’m going to start my performance.]

The familiar and clear fragrance hit him, his chin was lifted up by a warm and soft finger, and his face returned to expressionless.

The deep black pupils quietly reflected the pale face.

He thought that if Yan Ran was making a move, he would break her wrist.

Strong and twisted hatred rolled in his chest, and the hungry beast struggled and roared crazily in his heart. Just when he was about to lose control and break out of this dilapidated cage, another finger as soft as white jade slowly stroked it.

His slightly swollen cheeks.

There is an indescribable tenderness.

Fu Ji had already stretched out his hand and pinched Ling Ding's wrist. Before he could exert any force, he was confused by the young man's actions.

What is she doing?

Young people love to be clean, and the light fragrance exuding from their bodies is clean and pure.

The fingertips slowly traced across Fu Ji's handsome face, and there was an indescribable tenderness in the trance.

The red palm print was hot.

Fu Ji felt that half of his face was numb.

Yan Ran's hand seemed to be under magic. Wherever she touched, there would be waves of numbness. This was a feeling he had never felt before.

Yan Ran lowered her eyelashes, her narrow, light-colored pupils trembled, and the ends of her eyes were red, as if she was about to cry. Her voice broke: "Fu Ji, you must not hate me! Do you hear me?"

She held on to being cold and domineering, giving orders like a superior.

But she didn't look imposing at all at this moment.

The eyes were red, the tip of the nose was also red, the cold face was stained with painful emotions, like deadly poison, the ends of the narrow and upward eyes were faintly red, and the eye sockets were moist.

Simply...

It just makes people want to break it badly.

How pitiful...

Fu Ji used this face to show that kind of disgust to her. Isn't it another form of torture for Yan Ran?

I want tickets~~
Chapter completed!