"Thanks."
After struggling in the darkness for a long time, even a little bit of insignificant warmth made her feel grateful.
The sun was gradually rising, and the two of them were chatting.
After Fuya finished her breakfast, Sihan stood up and looked around.
"Go shopping somewhere else?"
"Um."
At this time, Si Han heard a voice rushing to give instructions and turned his head warily.
"who?!"
"Don't be nervous, it's me!"
Ruan Baoer pushed aside the branches in front of him, wearing sportswear, with a slight sweat on his forehead, and a look of surprise on his face, "Sihan, Fuya, are you guys here to climb the mountain too?"
Si Han glanced at Fu Ya, and the smile disappeared from his eyes, "Yeah."
"Then let's go together?"
Before Si Han could speak, Ruan Baoer ran over happily, raised her head, and looked at him lovingly, "It has been 108 days since we last met. It has been a long time. Have you missed me? I have a lot of things. I want to talk to you."
Si Han's eyebrows were cold and he didn't respond.
Fuya smiled, "Why don't you guys chat first? I'll go over there and sit for a while."
"Okay, thank you."
"You're welcome."
Fu Ya had just taken a few steps when she heard Si Han yelling coldly.
"stop!"
Fu Ya pretended not to hear and continued to move forward.
Si Han stepped forward with his long legs and instantly blocked Fu Ya's way. His arms clasped her waist like iron pincers. Then he threw her up and lifted the woman's soft body on his shoulders.
Fu Ya struggled desperately, "Si Han, let me down quickly!"
Ruan Baoer was also anxious and hugged Fu Ya's leg, trying to save her.
"Fu Ya didn't do anything wrong. How could you treat her like this? Do you have any gentlemanly manners?"
"Ruan Bao'er, listen carefully!"
Si Han's face was covered with a layer of frost, and his tone was even more shockingly cold.
"There is not even one percent chance between you and me. Don't bother me again, and don't plan to meet me by chance again. Otherwise, we won't even be friends!"
“…”
The look in his eyes was so terrifying that Ruan Baoer couldn't help but take several steps back.
Sihan strode down the mountain carrying Fuya, who was struggling.
When Ruan Baoer came back to his senses and wanted to chase them, they couldn't even see their figures.
Si Han threw Fu Ya into the car, locked the door, and started the car with a serious expression.
Fuya sat up and rubbed her injured arm, "Why are you so angry?"
Si Han remained silent.
No matter what Fu Ya said, Si Han ignored it and stepped on the accelerator to the bottom.
The car stopped at the door of the winery. Si Han got out of the car, opened the back door, grabbed Fu Ya's wrist, and roughly pulled her off.
"Hey, please slow down, please."
Fu Ya was pulled so hard that she stumbled along the way.
In front of the bedroom, Sihan kicked open the door and raised his arms. Fuya rolled on the bed and looked at him aggrievedly.
"You hurt me."
Si Han knelt on one knee on the edge of the bed, caressing her cheek with his rough fingertips, "So, the tenderness you showed on your face today was just to take advantage of me. Do you really want me and Ruan Baoer to be together?"
"What use? I don't understand." Fuya looked confused, "As for you and that young lady, I personally think they are a good match."
Si Han looked at her and suddenly laughed.
It turned out that he was too sentimental.
This woman can even use her own body as a weapon. Her heart is cold and no one can cover it up.
"Pretending to be stupid?"
His five fingers turned into claws and he clasped her slender neck fiercely. As long as he exerted slight force, he could take away her life.
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Let’s start the ending of the sub-line, good night!