Fu Ya: "Do you still want to be with Si Han?"
Ruan Baoer stirred the coffee with a spoon, "I think, but love can't be forced."
"But it can be pursued."
"But Si Han didn't give me any chance at all."
Fu Ya looked at her frowning expression and sighed softly, "Well, I live with Si Han now, and I am his artist, so I can create opportunities. If you are willing, I can try to help you."
Ruan Baoer's eyes lit up, then dimmed, "Let's forget it. Sister Wanzi once helped me, but was dissed by Si Han. I don't want to implicate you."
Hearing this, the frost in Fuya's eyes melted a little, "It doesn't matter, just pretend to be a chance encounter."
"Then what should I do?"
"You follow my arrangements."
"Yeah, yeah."
The two exchanged phone numbers and discussed for a while before they separated.
Fuya watched Ruan Baoer get into the car and leave, her red lips were charming and frivolous, and she was extremely cool.
She returned to the winery and saw Si Han smoking in the living room. When he saw her coming back, he looked unnatural for a moment.
"Where have you gone?"
Fu Ya did not fight him like she did before, but walked over to him, straddling his lap boldly, snatched away the cigarette he was holding, took a puff, and blew out a round smoke ring.
The whole set of movements is both elegant and seductive.
Si Han's heart moved.
This woman is like a goblin, exuding fatal temptation all the time.
"This is my last share for the day."
Lin Wanwan gave him repeated orders, but only allowed him to smoke half a pack a day.
Fu Ya looked at him sideways, "Want to smoke?"
She took a deep breath and suddenly kissed his lips.
Her breath mixed with smoke entered Si Han's body.
His mind felt dizzy, as if he had taken in contraband, and he deepened the kiss uncontrollably.
Fu Ya pushed him away and put out the cigarette butt in her hand.
"You exercised all night last night, can you still do it?"
Si Han hugged her waist and said, "I drank too much last night and didn't remember it. I need to review it again."
Fuya put her fingers against his lips, "Then do you still remember what you said last night?"
"What did I say?"
Si Han's hand on her waist went up, and his low and hoarse voice made people dizzy, "Is it so soft or so big?"
"..." This hopeless scumbag is a little more likable when he is drunk.
"You asked me to climb the mountain together in the morning last night. I've been waiting for you for a long time, but you didn't wake up. I had to go alone."
"Then let's go together tomorrow morning?"
"OK."
Fuya lifted his chin with her fingers, and her fox eyes were like two whirlpools that could easily suck away a man's soul, "I like men who keep their word best."
Si Han cooperated, "Then should you give me a reward?"
Fu Ya was quite satisfied with his attitude and kissed him on the cheek like a favor.
"We'll talk about it tonight."
Jumping off him, Fuya yawned.
"I'm so sleepy, I'm going to take a nap first."
Si Han chuckled, and the gloomy feeling in his heart was swept away.
It seemed that she was not angry about what happened last night, and even took a lot of initiative towards him.
The next day, Si Han knocked on Fu Ya's door at four o'clock.
Fuya, who hadn't woken up yet, was a little angry. "Even if you're going to climb a mountain, you don't have to go so early, right?"
Si Han: "It takes an hour's drive, just in time to watch the sunrise."