: Life is always long-lasting and regretful, and the water will grow east (21)

Author: Yaoli

: Life is always long-lasting and regretful, and the water will grow east (21)

But when she raised her eyes, she felt an indescribable tenderness, which was very shallow and almost unaware of it.

He couldn't help but smile, his eyes bent, and he asked, "Why didn't Brother Yan ask me if it hurts?"

Yan Ran:...

In Fu Ji's sight, Yan Ran seemed to sigh but it seemed that there was no.

She just reached out and touched Fu Ji's hair. This action instantly made Fu Ji stop.

Yan Ran's body was still emitting coldness, but her fingertips were unexpectedly soft and warm, just like the static current that often appeared in the dry winter was passing through him, and his whole body was numbed by the electricity.

He stopped his behavior of trying to shake his hand away. He did not move, and the smile on his face gradually became stiff.

Now, Yan Ran laughed softly, like coaxing a child.

"If it hurts, do you want Brother Yan to slap it?"

Fu Ji's unscrupulous heart missed a beat.

The adult world always needs disguise.

Especially at the dinner table for social engagements.

Those old foxes are smarter than the other. If they are not careful, they will bite a piece of meat hard by the other party.

Yan Ran also spent a lot of effort and energy to negotiate this business.

She was very busy late and wanted to go back, but Fu Yi called him.

The other end of the phone was quite noisy, and the man's gentle voice was still unique: "Xiao Ran?"

Yan Ran frowned, paused for a while, and nodded softly.

"Can you come out and have fun?" He added another sentence afterwards: "I'll wait for you in the old place."

Yan Ran thought about it and agreed.

She and Fu Ji sent a message and asked the driver to drive over.

This Qing bar is a place ordered by Fu Yi, and he doesn't like the very noisy and confusing bar.

The decoration of Qing Bar is very stylish, with long music, and is partitioned in the form of a compartment with ancient screens.

Yan Ran came, and Fu Yi saw at a glance that he wanted to come over, but the people around him were talking to him, and he couldn't interrupt him, so he had to watch Yan Ran sit aside.

He endured the impatient situation and waited for the man to finish his words before turning around to Yan Ran, his movements with an anxious attitude that he didn't know.

After Yan Ran sat down, he leaned on the booth and closed his eyes slightly. Even Fu Yi was already sitting beside her, calling her name without opening his eyes.

Fu Yi got a glass of wine and asked him: "Do you want some drink?"

When she heard Fu Yi's words, she opened her eyes and shook her head: "No need."

Fu Yi took a few sips by himself, looked at Yan Ran's eyes closed and resting, and smiled: "Are you tired of work? You have lost weight."

As he said that, he reached out and touched Yan Ran's face. The delicate touch made his movement pause for a while.

Yan Ran opened her eyes slightly and suddenly pulled Fu Yi's collar.

The unobtrusive light shone on their faces to bring a blurry hallucination, and they are very close.

"Do you care so much about me?" Yan Ran smiled carelessly: "If your girlfriend knew about it, would you be jealous?"

Fu Ji was stunned and suddenly moved. His nose slid across Yan Ran's face and smelled it. He came to a conclusion, "You are drunk."

Yan Ran was very sober, "I'm not drunk."

Fu Yi's eyes moved from her cold face to the tip of her nose, where there was a red mole. He touched Yan Ran's red eyelids, his voice softly, and he said in compromise: "Okay, you're not drunk."

Yan Ran did not let go, and he was talking to him when he was talking to him, "Have I ever said, don't call me Xiao Ran."

Her tone became stronger: "I don't like it, don't call me that next time."

Perhaps because her expression was too cold, Fu Yi finally vaguely noticed something was wrong, and the gentleness on his face dissipated a little, "Why?"

"No reason, I just don't like it, I just hate it, there's no reason, is that OK?"

This was the first time Yan Ran refuted his words so mercilessly.

A crack appeared on Fu Yi Yongyuan's gentle and impeccable face. He frowned and a little dark color flashed across his eyes, "Yes, if you don't like it, I won't call you."

Fu Yi is proud. Although he is gentle on the surface, he reveals arrogance in his bones.

A dog that wags his tail every day suddenly starts to rabies at him, which makes him feel particularly uncomfortable.

He looked at Yan Ran's cold-white side face and stood up and left.

Fu Yi intended to leave Yan Ran alone and talked with the people next to him with a smile.

For pets who are too unbearable, they must use methods to give her some color.

Yan Ran sat for a while, and the alcohol was filled with sleep. He glanced at his cell phone and found it was already quite late.

I also noticed that a message that Fu Ji had replied to has been a long time.

——I'll pick you up.

Yan Ran typed it and said it was too late, so there was no need to worry.

Fu Ji replied in seconds: I am already on the road.

Yan Ran smiled, the fatigue in her eyes faded a little, and replied to be careful on the road.

Fu Yi, who had always observed Yan Ran with his eyes, certainly did not miss the smile that flashed across her face.

That smile was the most familiar to him, because every time Yan Ran would face him with such a smile, but now it appears because of others.

Fu Yi's breathing was slightly stagnant, and his eyes were as dark as turbulent waves.

A thought flashed through my heart.

Is it because Yan Ran is so cold to him recently that she falls in love with others?

Logically speaking, Fu Yi should have breathed a sigh of relief. After all, he is a very normal person. Yan Ran’s love and touch are no different from harassment for him. If it weren’t for his fear of Yan Ran’s background, how could he be so patient?

Every time Yan Ran looked at him with those loving eyes, Fu Ji had the urge to dig out her eyes.

Now that this pervert has shifted his target, his heart is unexpectedly empty.

Fu Yi's expression looked extremely gloomy under the dim light. He lowered his eyelashes to cover the emotions inside.

"Fu Yi? Are you okay? Your face looks a little bad." The person who chatted with him noticed something was wrong with Fu Ji.

He raised his eyes and showed a gentle smile: "It's okay, where did we just talk about it?"

The person on the other side spoke very enthusiastically, but Fu Yi didn't listen to a single word.

Not long after, the young man sitting on the sofa stood up and walked towards him.

Fu Yi quickly withdrew his light, straightened his spine, deepened his smile on his face, and his handsome and elegant side face was perfect.

He thought Yan Ran was here to speak to him on his own initiative, perhaps to apologize. For the lukewarm attitude just now, it might be a way to attract him, and he was mocked and disdainful.

A hoarse voice unique to young people sounded in my ears: "Fu Yi."

Fu Yi pretended not to hear it, and when Yan Ran called again, he turned his head, as if he had noticed that his gentle expression to others had faded a little, and he was distant and indifferent: "Is there anything wrong?"

Large face slap scene

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!