: It is natural to have hatred in life, Shui Changdong (36)

Author: Yaoli

: It is natural to have hatred in life, Shui Changdong (36)

Yan Ran originally wanted to sit next to her, but Fu Ji turned around and hugged her.

His body stiffened, but Yan Ran didn't move, and she let him hold her unexpectedly quietly.

She was held in Fu Ji's arms, with the back of her head pressed against his chest, and she seemed to be able to hear his heartbeat in her ears.

Fu Ji has a very clean smell, which makes people feel very comfortable when smelling it.

He looked down at Yan Ran's hair, his eyes were frighteningly cold, and he looked almost emotionless, but his words were gentle.

"I'll go cook for you."

"No, I've already eaten outside."

Yan Ran stayed with him for a few days without any precautions, and his eyes fell on her pale neck with blue blood vessels.

Fu Ji asked gently: "Who are you eating with?"

Yan Ran paused for a while and said naturally: "With those bosses."

As if she didn't want to stay on this topic for too long, she quickly changed the topic: "What did you eat at night?"

Fu Ji let go and escaped from Yan Ran's breath.

He stood up, tilted his face in an unpredictable manner, and said in a cold voice: "I ordered takeout."

Yan Ran was stunned for a moment, raised his head and said subconsciously: "Eating too much takeout is bad for your body..."

Her concerned words suddenly broke between her lips and teeth——

Fu Ji looked at him condescendingly, his eyes extremely cold, even mixed with thin brittle ice, like a sharp knife, gouging her exposed skin.

"You don't have to lie to me, I've seen it all." These words were almost squeezed out from between his teeth.

Yan Ran's pupils dilated slightly, and he stood up and took Fu Ji's cold but generous hand.

"We didn't do anything, we just had a meal."

She has always been a person who keeps her emotions secretive, and this is her rare panic tone.

Fu Ji had readjusted to a calm state. He was as indifferent as stating the facts: "If it was just a meal, why did you lie? Why did you lie to me?"

The positions of the two people seemed to be reversed.

When he started trading, Yan Ran was the absolute leader, while Fu Ji was the one being dominated. Now things have changed quietly.

This is what Yan Ran tacitly agreed to.

Yan Ran has a very affectionate face, and those eyes look affectionate to everyone.

At this moment, he frowned, looking a little at a loss.

The voice then became a little lower.

"I just don't want you to misunderstand."

Fu Ji looked at the young man with his dark eyes, from head to toe, his gaze was extremely existential, like a cold blade cutting into human flesh.

He suddenly asked calmly: "Do you still like Fu Yi?"

This question caught Yan Ran off guard, and she was unexpectedly calm. She couldn't remember the name for some time, and she couldn't remember the slightest stir in her heart. She didn't speak, but the answer came from her too silent attitude.

"You like me." Fu Ji's voice was calm, not asking, but affirming.

Everything seemed to have become easier. He thought Yan Ran liked Fu Yi so much. After all, it turned out that he stood up straight with his face more.

With the same face, he managed to attract her so easily without much effort. For Fu Ji, this was indescribably disappointing and boring.

It turns out I didn’t like it that much.

Yan Ran took a breath and rolled her eyes in panic. No matter how hard she tried to maintain a dignified and cold face, her ears still exposed her.

The exposed tips of the ears are like peach blossoms bathed in the rain, shyly speaking.

Yan Ran looking like this is undoubtedly strange and rare. People like her who are wandering in love should not be so pure.

But whether it was a pretense or a real one, it really succeeded in arousing those almost evil and sycophantic thoughts hidden in Fu Ji's heart.

He held Yan Ran's face, moved closer to Yan Ran, pressed his lips against the hot ear, and asked her maliciously: "Why don't you speak? Do you not like it?"

Yan Ran was trembling all over from the hot air spraying on her ears and the low voice. She wanted to retreat but then she remembered something and stopped abruptly. She straightened her back stiffly and raised her head to reveal her two amber eyes, which were clear.

The figure of Fu Ji is reflected.

He didn't know what he was thinking about you as he slowly moved closer, getting closer and closer until their lips touched.

Yan Ran trembled, but did not move away. Her long and thick eyelashes trembled violently. Her skin was pale, like a spar placed in black velvet, so white that it was almost transparent.

After pausing for a few seconds, Yan Ran gently closed his eyes. Even so, the tension and embarrassment on his face could not be concealed.

The man suddenly exerted force and bit hard, with the force of a swallowing force.

Yan Ran let out a soft groan, without struggling or opening his eyes, silently conniving.

Compared to Yan Ran, who had his eyes closed and the tips of his ears red, the man's expression was a little too cold. Even though he was kissing so affectionately, his eyes were so dark that no light could shine through.

His eyes reflected no one's appearance, only a thick, twisted darkness.

——

Yan Ran, with swollen lips and messy hair, was sitting on the edge of the bed, dumbfounded, as if she had not calmed down for a long time.

Until Fu Ji came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, Yan Ran remained in the same position as he entered, motionless.

Fu Ji's Adam's apple rolled, and he came to Yan Ran with all the heat in his body. He pressed the back of her neck with his wet palms and enveloped her in a tight and strong posture.

"Are you stupid? How long do you want to sit here?"

At this moment, Yan Ran seemed to have come back to his senses. He sat up suddenly, his face was embarrassed, and a thin red cloud burned on his cheeks. He almost fled away from his sight, took his pajamas and rushed into the bathroom.

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The bathroom door was slammed shut, indicating that the owner was not at peace.

Fu Ji tilted his head slightly and looked at the bathroom calmly, as if he wanted to look at the people inside through the bathroom door.

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The relationship between Fu Ji and Yan Ran improved at a speed visible to the naked eye. They were good in name. Although neither of them told the truth, kissing and hugging seemed to be commonplace.

Yan Ran is a romantic. Every time she comes home from get off work, she will personally buy a rose, which is so bright and beautiful.

The meaning of this rose is I love you.

She didn't say anything, but that one flower seemed to represent everything.

It is delivered to Fu Ji's hands every day, as if telling him every day, like a silent confession.

As for the final fate of the rose, Yan Ran was not sure, but she guessed it was not good.

This suspicion was soon confirmed.

When Yan Ran went to work in the cold wind in the early morning, he saw the cleaner who was moving the trash can holding a rose in the trash can not far away from where he left.
Chapter completed!