It is natural to have hatred in life, Shui Changdong (27)

Author: Yaoli

It is natural to have hatred in life, Shui Changdong (27)

Fu Ji's breathing gradually became thicker, and his eyes were fixed on Yan Ran's face.

The hand slowly approached Yan Ran's heart.

He wanted to know if Yan Ran's heart was beating for anyone.

But just when he was about to touch him, Yan Ran suddenly turned over and leaned closer, her head almost buried in his chest.

Warm breath hit his chest.

It happened to be where his heart was.

Fu Ji's breathing stopped all of a sudden, and his body stiffened for a moment. Yan Ran seemed to feel that this posture was uncomfortable, and he was about to leave.

Fu Ji reacted immediately and quickly adjusted her position, relaxing her body muscles so that she could be in a very comfortable position.

Finally, Yan Ran stopped moving.

[Ding! The villain’s degree of darkness has reached 73%!]

——

Yan Ran is very busy, but he still comes back for dinner every night. He cooks the dishes himself. Perhaps it is psychological effect. He feels that his cooking skills have improved recently.

Because the only person who had eaten his cooking gave him a lot of confidence.

He put some thought into it, bought several cookbooks online, and studied them for a long time. Most of his thoughts were devoted to them, and he even left his paintbrush untouched for several days.

Of course, these are tortures for Yan Ran, so it is better to prepare stomach medicine, otherwise Yan Ran is afraid that he will not be able to hold on for so long.

The most important thing is that this bad guy Fu Ji only cooks for her and waits for her to eat alone.

When he saw the dark fried eggs on the table, Yan Ran suddenly wanted to be willful. He pretended to look at his watch and said, "It's getting late, so I won't have breakfast."

After saying that, I wanted to leave in a hurry, for fear that if I were a step too late, I would be caught back and eat the pig's shaking head after eating it.

【Ding!】

The system appeared mysteriously, gloatingly reminding:

[Host, please note that the villain’s blackening degree has increased to 75%]

Yan Ranren burst into tears and almost tripped over himself, looking a bit in disbelief.

Just because I didn't have breakfast today, my blackening level increased so unreasonably by three points!

Please stop being so unreasonable!

Fu Ji saw that the man in a hurry was motionless as he spoke, and a smile appeared on his indifferent and handsome face, but there was no hint of smile in his eyes.

"Aren't you saying you are in a hurry? What are you doing here? Did you forget to take something?"

Look at this tone, how gentle and considerate it is. If it weren't for the increased darkness, it would be impossible to tell that this man is so petty!

Yan Ran swallowed his anger, turned around and sat back on the dining chair, with a serious look on his face: "No matter how busy you are, you have to finish breakfast."

The expression on Fu Ji's face did not change, but it became visibly happier.

[Ding! The villain’s degree of darkness has reached 72%.]

Too much! It’s really too much!

——

Later, I don't know who spread the news.

They were also quite curious, for no other reason than that although Fu Jida looked exactly the same as Fu Yi, no one had ever mistook them since they were little, because their temperaments could separate their faces.

One is gloomy and annoying, while the other is outstanding and makes people admire. It is obvious at a glance.

Yan Ran didn't know about this, and he didn't know how outrageous it was.

But one time when I was playing with them, someone got drunk and talked nonsense.

As soon as the alcohol washed away, the conversation started, and one of them spoke very enthusiastically.

"Brother Yan is worthy of being Brother Yan."

As soon as these words came out, everyone became energetic and everyone looked over.

Yan Ran took out a cigarette from the cigarette case and lit it, holding it in his hand without smoking. He looked unpredictable through the white smoke.

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

"Hey, Brother Yan, please stop pretending to be stupid. It's spread all over the place." He smiled foolishly. Seeing that something was wrong with Yan Ran's expression, a few people with eyes immediately pulled that person aside.

Yan Ran didn't drink much and was very clear-headed. However, the private room was really stuffy and uncomfortable.

After Yue Ling finished drinking with those people, he didn't know if it was because he heard the noise here that he came to Yan Ran again.

He drank a lot, his cheeks were red, and he smelled of alcohol.

When he got closer, Yan Ran pushed him in disgust.

Yue Ling was not angry either, and even giggled to himself.

He just looked at it, and the eyes that seemed to be full of drunkenness had an incongruous depth.

Yan Ran leaned against it, the smoke was swirling, and it was gorgeous and psychedelic under the light.

The sleeves were folded up, and the exposed arm was really thin, lonely, and shiny white.

Yue Ling had a look of infatuation on his face. He looked at Yan Ran and his mouth itched. He moved closer and said, "I want it too."

A man about 1.8 meters tall, with a silly look on his face and a sweet tone that sounded like a coquettish one.

Yan Ran held a cigarette and said, "Speak carefully."

But I still smoked a cigarette from the cigarette box and gave it to him.

"I didn't bring a lighter." Yue Ling was very good at pushing the envelope. He didn't wait for Yan Ran's consent before sticking it over without permission. The colorful lights shone on their faces, bringing a sense of confusion and hallucination. He was far away from Yan Ran's eyes.

The face is only one inch.

She has cold white skin and a small bright red mole on the bridge of her nose, which makes her look a bit bewildering.

The lit cigarette butt was crossed with the cigarette Yue Ling was holding in his mouth. The sparks burned and it ignited in an instant.

Yue Ling looked as if he was dumbfounded and still didn't move.

Yan Ran didn't like this extra-normal distance between each other. After waiting for three seconds, when the person still didn't leave, he stretched out his hand to hold his shoulder, pushed him back, and said in a hoarse voice: "Don't get so close to me.

Do you think you smell good?"

With undisguised disgust.

It's locked. I really don't know where I went wrong.
Chapter completed!