After eating, Fu Siyang said that she wanted to rest, and no one disturbed her.
He was lying on the bed, reading with a book, Yu'er sat beside him and looked at him. He was very quiet when he was reading, and his eyelashes were long.
He likes to read paper books exactly like his father.
Yu'er asked, "Why didn't you tell your family that you were injured on the way back to find me?"
"This matter has nothing to do with you, why would you say it?" Fu Siyang glanced at her and asked in confusion.
Yu'er felt as if her heart had been stabbed, "Do you really think so?"
"if not?"
"Fu Siyang." Yu'er looked at him and said, "You are actually trying to protect me, right? You must be afraid that they will hate me."
"You think too much." Fu Siyang lowered his head and continued to read.
A look of indifference.
"Obviously it is." She looked at him like this, but she never realized that he was actually an actor.
Even if he did something, he would only bury it in his heart.
He's not really cute at all.
Fu Siyang was reading the book and listening to Yuer's words, he did not explain.
He is an adult, and he will consider the consequences of many things.
Although she was injured, it was a very small thing.
But he still didn't want to drag her in.
It doesn't matter whether they know it or not.
But they know it, and inevitably they won't think much about it.
He wanted her to be his wife, and he wanted to protect her.
He will avoid all possible misunderstandings between her and her family.
A mature man must learn to protect his wife, which he learned from his father.
While he was reading, Yu'er stood up, left the chair, and moved directly to the window, getting closer to him.
He looked at her, "Hello."
Seeing her staring at him, he also tugged at the front of the pajamas with his hands to tighten the clothes.
Seeing him like this, Yu'er almost didn't laugh out loud.
What does he mean
But, even so, she indulged herself and lowered her head.
A kiss fell on his lips.
Since his return, she has been awkwardly denying many things.
I'm trying my best not to like him.
But she found that there are some things, no matter how you cover them up, you can't cover them up.
Just like now, she doesn't know how to hide or express her heart that wants to get closer to him. Only this kiss can represent her heart.
…
After the kiss, she let go of him, stood up, and said at a loss, "What, I'm going to bed."
Fu Siyang said: "It's obviously you who took the initiative, why are you nervous? I'm not nervous at all, okay?"
He looked so thick-skinned.
Make fun of her.
She glared at him angrily and ran out.
Fu Siyang looked at her back, relaxed his body, lay back, picked up the book in his hand, glanced at it, and suddenly felt dull.
He put the book down, looked at the ceiling, remembered how nervous she was, and raised the corner of his mouth.
…
The next morning, when Yuer got up, she walked out the door with two dark circles under her eyes and saw Fu Siyang standing in the corridor.
She was startled, and immediately woke up a little, and said, "Morning."
Fu Siyang leaned against the wall beside her, his eyes fell on her, he didn't speak, just smiled.
She laughed so hard.
She said, "What's wrong with you, stay here early in the morning!"
"..." He wasn't angry when he was scolded, and continued to laugh. see you, Mr. Fu
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