But after such a long time, Nie Changhuan never said anything about it!
Fu Xingye couldn't describe for a while whether he was more happy and shocked, or more angry.
"Why didn't you tell me what happened that night?"
Nie Changhuan looked up at him in confusion, and after reacting for several seconds, he realized what he was asking: "You...you know?"
She was dizzy by his kiss, and her calves were still trembling. With this opening, her voice was tender and dumb, and Fu Xingye's Adam's apple was rolling again. He couldn't help but leaned forward and wanted to continue.
But Nie Changhuan came back to his senses at this moment, glanced at both ends of the corridor, and turned his head to avoid.
Fu Xingye held her face that was less than the palm of her hand with both hands, and her thumb greedily and pathologically crushed her already red and swollen lips.
"Well, I see." He leaned to her ear, rubbed his thin lips on her cheeks as if off the ground, and asked her in a low voice, "Does it hurt where I rubbed the skin that night?"
"!!!" Nie Changhuan's eyelids twitched, and her heart beat fiercely. Her face was so hot, but the man was so close to her, she didn't dare to move randomly, just stiffened and couldn't help swallowing several times. Drooling again, "I... I don't... I don't know what you're talking about, I'm leaving now, you let... get out of it."
"Why, I don't want to admit it after sleeping?" Fu Xingye enjoyed her flustered and shy look, and deliberately lowered her voice to her ear, "If you really can't remember, let's find a room, and I will let you revisit it. ?"
"..." What made her sleep with him
Nie Changhuan was ashamed and angry, "Fu Xingye!"
Her reaction made Fu Xingye's smile on the corners of her lips become more greedy.
Fu Xingye tilted her head and tilted her head to match her height. He couldn't help but tortured her lips again.
Nie Changhuan was dizzy and ashamed, and felt that his lips were swollen and painful and itchy. It was no longer his own. But Fu Xingye bullied her in this way, but some parts of her body reacted extremely strongly.
She was ashamed and couldn't struggle to escape, so she just stood there contradictory, and let Fu Xingye toss like an appointment.
It was just a kiss, and Fu Xingye didn't seem to want enough. In the end, Nie Changhuan heard footsteps from a distance, and then struggling violently, and said, "There is... someone... is coming..."
Only then did Fu Xingye slowly let go of her. Fu Xingye couldn't see it, but Nie Changhuan clearly saw that a crystal waterline was stretched and finally broken, half of it remained at the corner of Fu Xingye's lips, and the other half was stained on her chin.
Holding a tomato face, Nie Changhuan quickly raised his trembling hand and wiped it off with the back of his hand.
Fu Xingye said in her ear at this moment: "Don't wipe it, anyway, I felt more that night, I won't laugh at you."
"..." Nie Changhuan was extremely embarrassed, and raised his hand to push him fiercely. Fu Xingye didn't move, but laughed out loud, very happy.
With his smile, Nie Changhuan found that someone on the other side of the corridor was already looking here.
Nie Changhuan sank and wanted to leave, but Fu Xingye was still trapped, and she couldn't move at all.
Seeing that the few looking young men had already come here, Nie Changhuan had to bury his face in Fu Xingye's arms and begged him: "Someone is coming, shall we go first?"
Fu Xingye raised his eyebrows lazily: "What are you afraid of?"
"Please, Fu Xingye, I don't want to be seen." She has been brought into public view by Tang Sihuai tonight. If someone sees her and Fu Xingye hugging each other again, she won't want to live until tomorrow.
Seeing Nie Changhuan like this, the joy on Fu Xingye’s face disappeared without a trace. If he could see with his eyes, he wanted to turn his head to see who was so unsightly, but he couldn’t see it, and he didn’t want to have a hard time with Nie Changhuan. The eased relationship has deteriorated, and compromise has to be made.
But he really can't do anything like this.
He tightened his thin lips and took off his suit jacket neatly. When the young men approached, he covered Nie Changhuan with his suit jacket, stretched out his long arms, and hugged Nie Changhuan again. .
Nie Changhuan’s eyes went dark, and she was instantly surrounded by the scent that was unique to him, mixed with a faint tobacco smell, and it was difficult to breathe for two minutes, but she didn't want to be seen. This seemed like the only way.
So she shrank herself in her coat comfortably, and let Fu Xingye hug herself.
The young men passed by, and when they saw Fu Xingye's cold and unhappy face, they were a little bit ridiculous: "Fu Sanshao, I'm sorry, we are a little drunk, just passing by."
After speaking, several people ran away like oil on the soles of their feet, for fear that they would provoke this great Buddha, and never dared to spy on the face of the person in Fu Xingye's arms.
And Chen Yanchuan also came out of the previous lounge and asked respectfully: "Three young masters, shall we go?"
Fu Xingye hugged Nie Changhuan and followed Chen Yanchuan.
Nie Changhuan poked his head out of his large suit jacket and found that he was heading toward the banquet hall, so he immediately thought about it.
"In everyone's eyes, I am the person Tang Sihuai has just admitted. If I go out like this, what will people say about me? Fu Xingye, let me go down!"
It's okay if she didn't say this. When she said this, Fu Xingye's face fell cold: "If you want to be watched by those people, take your coat off."
He is bound to take her away today, and it is impossible to stay at Tang Sihuai's place for another minute.
When he spoke, he had already reached the end of the corridor. He did not hesitate to follow Chen Yanchuan and turned around and entered the bustling banquet hall.
"..." Nie Changhuan's chest seemed to have a heavy object falling suddenly, dragging his heart and sinking suddenly, so he had to tighten Fu Xingye's suit and coat tightly, wishing to cover all the corners of his skirt to prevent others from seeing it. Any clues!
Chen Yanchuan walked ahead, and whispered quietly to the few people in suits who were still talking in front of them, "Sorry, I borrowed."
The few people were stunned, and turned their heads, facing Fu Xingye's cold eyes, they all took a step back subconsciously and gave way.
This small movement, like a stone thrown into the lake, rippled round and round, and soon, a way was vacated where Fu Xingye must pass in front of him.
Those in clothes, temples, suits and leather shoes with wine glasses all gradually stopped talking, exchanging eyes with each other, and while nodding greetings to Fu Xingye, calmly looked at the woman he was holding in his arms.
But the suit was too tightly covered. They only saw a black skirt exposed by the woman, the exquisite buttocks wrapped in the skirt, and a pair of slender, white and well-proportioned calves exposed outside.
His eyes moved down one after another, and finally all fell on the woman's bare feet without shoes.
I don’t know if it’s because the owner of these feet is a little nervous. Her tender white toes that are plump like grapes are tight and curled up, so that some men present just have a glimpse of a pair of calves and a pair of feet. I couldn't help my throat dry, and I had to lift my head and loosen my tie.
In the banquet hall, these elder brothers wanted to see the true face of the person in Fu Xingye's arms more than those ladies and daughters, and wanted to know her identity. This includes He Rong, who has been overdue.
This section of the road seemed to be particularly long, but in fact, it was particularly short under Fu Xingye's long legs.
When Fu Xingye walked out of the banquet hall with Nie Changhuan in his arms, there was an uproar in the originally quiet banquet hall.
Nie Wei was hidden in the crowd, resentful and angry, but in the end she raised her head and drank a whole glass of wine, and smiled again.
She quickly adjusted her emotions and sorted out her appearance, before taking the steps of the style, she went to He Rong's side.
The plaster on He Rong's hand had been removed, but the injured hand was hanging on his side, and the movement seemed inconvenient.
He was surrounded by a group of elder brothers, squinting his eyes to measure the direction Fu Xingye left.
A middle-aged man next to him teased and laughed: "This Fu Sanshao is very affectionate. Last time at the hotel, he folded our hands for a little bun, but this time he took another one at the birthday party of Young Master Tang. Beauty, tut..."
Hearing this, He Rong glanced at the greasy middle-aged man. The middle-aged man raised his hand holding the wine glass to apologize: "Oh, I poke the sore place in He Gongzi. Look at my mouth."
"It's not good for you to ruin the reputation of Fu Sanshao, maybe the last time and today are the same woman?" Nie Wei turned sideways and poured another glass of wine from the waiter's tray, holding it gracefully and calmly. In front of He Rong, "Master He, you are here."
He Rong's heart was full of the calf and curled toes exposed by the woman Fu Xingye was taken away. Hearing this from Nie Wei at this moment, he immediately asked her, "The same person? It seems you know?"
Nie Wei took a sip, then looked at He Rong after taking a sip, her expression felt a little hurt.
She looked down and made a strong smile: "Are you interested in her?"
"Where is it, I'm just curious." He Rong tilted his head and asked the men surrounding him, "Aren't you curious about a woman who can get into Fu Sanshao's eyes?"
After receiving a round of response, He Rong looked at Nie Wei again, his eyes glistening: "Weiwei, because everyone is so curious, don't let everyone down."
Nie Wei remained unmoved, staring at He Rong quietly: "If you are really interested in her, I can't tell you."
He Rong's face became cold, but he immediately smiled again, and he leaned forward to Nie Wei: "How can it be? I only have you in my heart. By the way, don't forget the itinerary of the two of us going on vacation. You have to give time. I've reserved enough. Don't make excuses for me when the time comes."
The plan failed, Nie Wei's heart sank, but a smile on her face.
She originally thought that by taking advantage of today’s opportunity, He Rong would be greedy for Nie Changhuan. Secondly, as long as He Rong confessed to Nie Changhuan in front of her, Nie Wei could take the opportunity to pretend to be angry and take advantage of He Rong’s opportunity. Distance, it is logical to push away the holiday invitation.
I don't know that He Rong seemed to see through her mind at a glance.
Nie Wei lowered her eyes and shivered uncontrollably when she thought that she was sinking deeper and deeper in this whirlpool, and that she might not get anything in the end.
But she has no turning back.
She turned sideways and glanced at the direction where Nie Changhuan and Fu Xingye had left, envy and regret almost destroying her, her eyes were filled with despair and viciousness that was sinking deeper and deeper but unable to resist.
How could she willingly let Nie Changhuan really climb onto a man like Fu Xingye
She would not and could not let her and Fu Xingye be together.
But next, what should she do to make Nie Changhuan, who is less and less controlled by her, obedient
…
In the car.
As soon as Nie Changhuan sat down firmly on the chair, he tore off the suit jacket covering his head.
She hugged her coat in her arms and glanced at Chen Yanchuan in front of her and Fu Xingye beside her. She was speechless and embarrassed.
Instead, Chen Yanchuan broke the silence with incomprehension: "San Shao, I have asked the medical team to wait, shall we go back now?"
The medical team? Nie Changhuan had a bad premonition, and Chen Yanchuan saw Fu Xingye's face sinking, so he could only bite the bullet and said to Nie Changhuan: "The third master's vision has been restored for a while, but today I was a little irritated and I can't see it again." Chen Yanchuan glanced at Fu Xingye, then looked at Nie Changhuan, "The ophthalmology professor specially told before that this kind of situation that is suddenly invisible after regaining eyesight is more dangerous than the situation that I have been invisible before, so I have to take San Shao immediately. Go back and check."
"Okay, then you go back quickly." Nie Changhuan turned around and wanted to get out of the car, for fear of delay for a minute and a half.
But Fu Xingye grabbed her wrist and said lightly: "I'm not in a hurry, I will send you home first."
"... No need, you..." Nie Changhuan originally wanted to say "Your eyes are more important than mine", but when I thought about it, I felt that this sentence was too ambiguous, so I held it back, so he changed his words and said, "You are busy yourself. Yes, I can go back by myself."
"This holiday resort is nearly two hours' drive from the main city. How do you go back alone?" Fu Xingye dragged her into the car. "Or are you going to go back to Tang Sihuai?"
"..." Nie Changhuan was speechless, "You inexplicably broke Tang Sihuai's hand. They haven't bothered you yet, so are you embarrassed to mention him?"
"She moved my woman, I folded his hand, there is a problem?"
"..." Nie Changhuan's cheeks warmed, and he glanced at Chen Yanchuan in front of him, his voice lowered, "Who is your woman, what are you talking about?"
"Okay, I'm talking nonsense, you are not." Fu Xingye rubbed the back of Nie Changhuan's hand with his fingers, curled his lips and smiled, "Then I am your man."
"..." Nie Changhuan was squeezed round by his palm tonight. Although she was still embarrassed at the moment, she did not want to let this ambiguous atmosphere continue with Chen Yanchuan, an outsider. So he curled his lips, not showing weakness at all, "You said that is it? I can't let it go?"
"No?" Fu Xingye pulled her by her wrist and brought her to her side. Nie Changhuan was caught off guard and plunged to the side. She fell directly on Fu Xingye. She subconsciously tilted her head and looked up to look at him. Fu Xingye was just at this moment. He lowered his head, leaned in her ear and said, "Want or not, I can't help you."
Nie Changhuan gritted his teeth and felt that his words were definitely a pun!
Knowing that he couldn't fight him, Nie Changhuan didn't talk anymore without his thick-skinned face. He put his hands on his stiff legs and sat back in his position, never speaking again.
Fu Xingye smiled.
Chen Yanchuan, who has been working hard to reduce his sense of existence, took several minutes before he spoke with emotionlessly like a machine with no emotions: "I have arranged for the car to wait at the highway intersection and wait for the highway. I will let the driver take Miss Chang Huan back to Blue Mountain, and I will take you directly to the private hospital where the medical team is stationed."
The private hospital and the Lanshan Hospital where Nie Changhuan lives are in two completely opposite directions. Chen Yanchuan’s arrangement is already the most appropriate.
Thinking of being able to part with Fu Xingye as soon as possible, Nie Changhuan immediately agreed.
Fu Xingye originally wanted to insist on sending her back to the Blue Mountain Yard in person. Seeing that she was so eager, he only said: "Let someone bring her a pair of shoes."
Nie Changhuan looked at him in surprise, but he didn't expect that he would have noticed this detail. So much happened tonight, she almost forgot.
But after Fu Xingye said this, he didn't seem to intend to speak anymore, and it was naturally impossible for Nie Changhuan to take the initiative to provoke another topic.
Without the topic of the Heaton Hotel that night, there seemed to be nothing to say between the two.
So until the car stopped at the expressway, Nie Changhuan pushed the door open. After thinking about it, he turned around, but asked Chen Yanchuan: "There shouldn't be any major problems with his eyes, right?"
Chen Yanchuan was about to answer. Fu Xingye smiled first and asked her, "If I am blind, am I not worthy of you as a man?"
"..." Nie Changhuan fell on the car door and left without looking back.
Inside the car, the smile on Fu Xingye's face disappeared and he closed his eyes.
From the time he entered the banquet hall and saw Nie Changhuan being carried away by Tang Sihuai, his headache and dizziness became more and more intense. By this time, even he was a little unbearable.
…
When Nie Changhuan returned to the Blue Mountain Courtyard, it was already midnight.
Lin Wenxuan has always been a veteran cadre. It is estimated that she has fallen asleep long ago. Only Nie Manshuang was still lying on the sofa to watch the drama. Hearing her coming back, she glanced at her sleepily and took her gaze back. She bounced on the sofa and circled Nie Changhuan two or three times. Finally, she compared Nie Changhuan with two thumbs: "My family Huanhuan is so beautiful and so beautiful when dressed up. Tang Sihuai can treat you, just the dress on you. , Looking at just these two pieces of fabric, it is worth seven digits that many people can't ask for!"
Nie Changhuan had no idea about the seven-digit eight-digit number. It was only when Nie Manshuang suddenly mentioned Tang Sihuai that she remembered that Tang Sihuai was injured.
She removed her makeup and went back to the bedroom, picked up her phone and opened Tang Sihuai's WeChat dialog several times, but finally put it down again.
But not long after he put it down, Tang Sihuai called her first.
Nie Changhuan hesitated for a while, but still swiped to answer.
"Huanhuan." His voice was a little hoarse, full of unconcealable lowness.
Nie Changhuan lowered his eyes and hummed.
"Are you home?" Tang Sihuai seemed to be inspired suddenly, and said embarrassingly after being silent, "I thought you wouldn't answer my call anymore."
Nie Changhuan didn't answer his words, and asked him quietly, "How is your hand?"
Tang Sihuai didn't speak for a long time.
Nie Changhuan had to call him, but it was Tang Sihuai, his full name.
Tang Sihuai's expression suddenly dimmed, just at that time the doctor was bandaging his bones, and he was in unbearable pain for a while, and he muffled depressively.