Lan Fuchu walked to the closet without saying a word, the sunlight scattered on the ends of his hair. He leaned sideways and took out a light-colored shirt from the closet. The well-defined profile of his face cut out a graceful and charming arc in the air.
After a moment, he put on the light-colored shirt, raised his hand slightly, and buttoned the delicate buttons on his chest one by one, letting his graceful neck disappear into the collar, outlining a deep and ascetic taste. His body proportions and temperament were extremely good, and just wearing a shirt, he could show a tall and noble taste.
Su Yi was secretly surprised, but then it felt like a bottle of mixed feelings had been overturned, and she felt a little complicated...
The white shirt she was wearing was very loose and obviously not hers, and Lan Fuchu was naked, so did this mean that the shirt she was wearing belonged to Lan Fuchu
What would she do if something really happened between them last night
Thinking of this, Su Yi's eyelashes trembled. She didn't even bother to put on her shoes and chased after him. Enduring the cold touch on the soles of her feet, she blocked Lan Fuchu's steps as he wanted to go into the bathroom to wash up. "Wait, Lan Fuchu, can you talk to me first?"
Lan Fuchu raised his chin slightly and looked at her with his almost transparent eyes. It was a very cold and indifferent look, different from the normal calmness and indifference.
Such a quiet and silent Lan Fuchu was far more frightening than the man who was glaring at her with a stern face.
Su Yi's heart shrank, and she even dared not look him in the eye. She said weakly, "I just want to ask about what happened last night."
There was no emotion on Lan Fuchu's face.
Su Yi became even more frightened, and rolled his eyes subconsciously, and said with a stiff upper lip: "Did we... last night?"
"What do you think?" He stared at her with cold and calm eyes, ruthless and desireless, but giving people a very strong sense of depression, which oppressed Su Yi to the point that she felt a little breathless.
She stammered, "I can't remember clearly. I was drunk last night..."
Lan Fuchu sneered, and his sharp eyes swept across her chest, with a hint of frivolous mockery that made people think, "Do we do it or not? Can't you feel it yourself?"
Su Yi's pupils suddenly widened.
Lan Fuchu had already entered the bathroom, leaving Su Yi standing disheveled in the wind.
After a long while, Su Yi, with red cheeks, slowly calmed down.
No, no…
I heard that a woman's first time is very painful. If something really happened to them, it would be impossible for her to not feel anything at all. Lowering her head and unzipping her shirt, Su Yi checked herself from head to toe. Except for some bruises on her knees, the rest of her body was clean and white, without any trace of ambiguity.
She tried to walk around the house a few times, and still didn't feel any discomfort, her waist wasn't sore, and her lower body wasn't painful...
Nothing should have happened, right
In order to get an answer, she pushed open the bathroom door again and said to the tall and handsome figure: "I don't think anything happened between us last night."
Lan Fuchu was brushing his teeth, staring at Su Yi, who was not even wearing shoes, through the mirror with a serious gaze, without saying a word.
A few minutes later, he lowered his head and used running water to wash the white foam around his lips, then took a few sips of mouthwash, spit it out, and ended his washing time.
Seeing him turn around and walk towards her, Su Yi didn't even dare to breathe too hard, and asked softly: "Is that so?"
He looked at her, said nothing, and walked away.
Su Yi didn't get the answer she wanted, and she got anxious and grabbed his sleeve, "Is that true or not? Lan Fuchu, what happened to us last night? Tell me something."
"Let go." He turned around, frowned, and looked at her with a cold look.
Su Yi begged, "I just want to know what happened between us last night. Why was I in your house? And sleeping in the same bed with you?"
"Let go. I don't want to say it a third time." The deep and affectionate voice contained a dangerous warning.
Su Yi was so scared that he let go immediately.
Lan Fuchu didn't stop at all, just walked away with his long legs.
He left the room, and she still stood there blankly, thinking hard for a long time, and then she realized another terrible thing.
Just now, it seemed like two men came into the room and said something...
These two people...
Could it be Mu Ziyin and Ji Chensi
I really hope not...
Unfortunately, it is so true!
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When Lan Fuchu walked downstairs, the two people who were eating breakfast at the dining table immediately cast a half-smile at him.
Lan Fuchu knew what they were thinking. In fact, he had heard their discussion just now, but he acted as if nothing had happened. He walked to the dining table and sat down elegantly.
The hourly worker brought breakfast from the kitchen.
The three of them ate breakfast in silence.
After a while, Mu Ziyin couldn't stand the silence any longer. She drank some milk, looked at Lan Fuchu with her beautiful eyes, and said with a smile, "What's going on upstairs?"
Lan Fuchu quietly cut a piece of bacon and ignored him.
"Are you asleep?" Mu Ziyin asked again.
Lan Fuchu still ignored him.
Mu Ziyin knew that he couldn't get anything out of him, so he shrugged and thought about asking Su Yi later.
As for Su Yi himself, he kept hiding in the entrance of the spiral staircase and didn't dare to go out.
She had just found her skirt in the bathroom and threw it in the shower, all wet. So, she had nothing to wear, so she could only wear Lan Fuchu's shirt and hide in the corridor to observe the situation on the first floor.
She just hoped they would finish eating and leave quickly so that she could go back to Song Yanan's house to change clothes.
Otherwise, if she appeared in front of them wearing Lan Fuchu's shirt, she would definitely be questioned to death.
She didn't know what happened last night. After all, she was a virgin. Although the Internet said that it would be very painful for the first time, everyone felt pain differently. What if she was the exception who didn't feel any pain but felt comfortable instead
Why didn't that bastard tell me what happened last night
If nothing really happened, can't you just tell her the truth and give her some reassurance
The more I watch it, the more I hate it!
And those two! Why did it take so long to eat? She had to go to the hospital to visit her grandfather today. Couldn't she just finish those two and leave? It was really exhausting.
Su Yi waited and waited, only to see Mu Ziyin repeatedly looking up at the time, "Hey, it's been more than half an hour, why hasn't Sister Su Yi come down yet?"
"Maybe she's dressing up." Ji Chensi replied.
"No, I'm going to call her." Mu Ziyin couldn't help it and stood up.
Su Yi was so scared that he quickly stood up and ran back.
After running a few steps, she felt something was wrong, so she stopped and slapped her brain. No! It was obvious that they were determined not to give up until they reached the Yellow River. So why was she hiding? Would hiding be useful
A few minutes later, the sound of indoor shoes was heard on the spiral staircase.
The three of them turned their heads at the same time.
What caught my eye was a pair of long white legs, slowly coming down from the spiral staircase, whiter than snow, and very tempting.
Looking up, she was wearing a loose pure white shirt with slightly rolled up sleeves that just covered her thighs. She had slightly curly long hair and a beautiful face. Standing in the sunlight, she had an extremely sexy charm.
Mu Ziyin and Ji Chensi were both stunned.
Lan Fuchu's eyes deepened, adding a hint of displeasure.
Su Yi was actually very miserable inside, but on the surface she could only pretend to be indifferent, because she knew that if she showed a shy expression, those two people would definitely imagine what happened between her and Lan Fuchu last night.
She walked over with her long legs, casually sat next to Lan Fuchu, and greeted him with a warm smile, "You two are here?"
Upon hearing this, Mu Ziyin's expression became even more shocked, "You two... last night... were you..."
In fact, he felt that it was nine out of ten. It was shocking enough that Su Yi showed up at his third brother's house, but he didn't expect that she even wore his shirt. If there was really nothing going on between the two of them, he would never believe it even if he was beaten to death!
"Really? What do you mean?" Su Yi asked calmly.
"You guys... slept?"
"No." Su Yi answered calmly, his face not changing. "I can drink a lot, but when I'm drunk I have a problem. I like to sleep at other people's houses. I happened to be drunk last night, and Lan Fuchu lives close to our house, so I came."
She said things that she couldn't even believe, yet she did it with utmost piety, which showed how much effort it was.
"I don't believe it!" said Mu Ziyin.
"Really? I don't like to lie." Su Yi emphasized and nodded, "You know, once people get drunk, their memory is not very good. After I left my brother's house, I forgot the password to the front door. Fortunately, Mr. Lan is a kind person. Seeing that I had nowhere to go, he took me in..."
"What's with the shirt on your body? Do you need to wear someone's shirt and sleep in the same bed when you're drunk?"
Su Yi was a little stumped by the question. He looked at his shirt and then at Lan Fuchu's emotionless face. He really hoped that he could open his mouth and prove his innocence. However, that guy acted as if it was none of his business. His eyes fell indifferently on a certain place in the room, as if he didn't hear anything.
Su Yi thought: You are also a person involved in this matter! Can you explain a few words to everyone like me? Why are you being so cool
Holding back his anger, Su Yi said stutteringly, "This shirt... is because my clothes are dirty, I have nothing to wear, and I forgot the password to my brother's door, so I can only borrow a piece of clothes from Mr. Lan as an emergency..."
(End of this chapter)