Fang Jiayi returned home, opened the door, and shouted, "Dad, Mom, I'm back..."
Just as she lowered her head to change her indoor shoes, she saw a pair of men's loafers placed at the entrance. Judging from the young and fashionable style, it was obvious that they were not her father's. She was stunned for a moment and went into the house.
In the bright living room.
Mu Ziyin was sitting on the sofa watching a palace fighting drama with Fang's mother. She had already taken a shower and was wearing a brand new light-colored home clothes. Her short brown hair was messy on top of her head, fluffy and slightly curly, making her look like a cat, cute and adorable.
You know what, even though this guy is 26 years old, he looks like a young hunk in his 20s. He's glowing all over and has a delicate look. He looks much more handsome than those big stars on TV.
Fang Jiayi was shocked and squinted, "Why are you here?"
Mu Ziyin didn't say anything, but looked at Fang's mother innocently.
Mother Fang immediately burst into maternal love, "Oh, Jiayi, how can you be so rude? I called Ziyin here. When he first came back, he was wet all over. I was afraid that he would catch a cold, so I made him a bowl of ginger soup."
"..." Fang Jiayi really couldn't understand Fang's mother's train of thought, "How can you catch a cold with just that little water?"
Mu Ziyin opened his mouth and closed it again after hearing this.
Then Fang's mother understood what he meant, and frowned and said, "How do you know it was just a little water? Did you see it? Or did you bully Ziyin? Ziyin, you said, you just came back and you were all wet, was it Jiayi who splashed the water on you?"
Mu Ziyin didn't say anything, but just looked at Fang's mother with gratitude, as if he was very touched.
Fang's mother immediately exploded, walked over and hit Fang Jiayi on the head, "You stupid child, how could you do this? Ziyin is your classmate and your neighbor, how could you throw water on him? Tell me, why did you throw water on Ziyin..."
Fang Jiayi was pinched twice by her mother, feeling miserable, "Mom! You don't understand the situation."
"Aunt, please stop hitting Jiayi. The water on me was not poured by Jiayi. I poured it myself." Mu Ziyin came over to stop the fight.
The more she tried to persuade Fang's mother, the more she felt that Fang Jiayi did it on purpose, and she pinched her arm again, "You bastard, it's really you. You really threw water at Ziyin. You should apologize to him now, or I will never forgive you..."
Fang Jiayi dodged left and right, with a painful expression, "Ah! Mom, please stop pinching me..."
"Then you should apologize to Ziyin as soon as possible. We are neighbors, and we should be friendly and friendly to each other. How can you bully your neighbors..."
"It's okay, it's okay, aunt, don't be so angry. It's nothing that Jiayi threw a glass of water on me. She is a girl, and I should give in to her." Mu Ziyin said, adding fuel to the fire.
Fang Jiayi glared at him, "Can you please shut up?"
"You are the one who should shut up, you little bitch. Apologize to Ziyin now, or I will call your dad out to teach you a lesson."
"mom!"
"Okay, you don't want to apologize, right? I'll call your father out right now..."
"Okay, okay... I'll apologize." Fang Jiayi frowned and looked at Mu Ziyin helplessly. The latter was smiling, with a teasing look in his eyes. Fang Jiayi pouted and said reluctantly, "I'm sorry."
Unexpectedly, at this moment, Mu Ziyin actually reached out his hand and patted her head, saying with a smile: "It's okay, I just like you bullying me, I'm not angry."
Fang's mother and Fang Jiayi were both shocked: "..."
Especially Fang's mother, who looked like she saw through something. It turned out that Mu Ziyin liked this style.
Fang Jiayi's expression was hard to describe, as if she couldn't get rid of the feeling even if she jumped into the Yellow River.
As soon as they entered the room, Fang's mother squeezed in and asked, "Jia Yi, tell me the truth, did you and Zi Yin have a secret conversation?"
Fang Jiayi was taking clothes from the closet and said unhappily, "If you want to talk, just talk openly. Do you need to do it secretly?"
"What's the meaning?"
"We are both very innocent, purer than water."
"Jia Yi, I think Zi Yin is really good and good for you, too. How about you two..."
"No! I want to take a shower! Mom, please go out!" Fang Jiayi drove her mother out of the room and went into the bathroom to take a shower.
*
After taking a shower, Fang Jiayi came out of the bathroom wearing purple-blue home clothes.
Unexpectedly, Mu Ziyin was sitting at the desk in his room, and he had deliberately struck a pose that he thought was very charming, with his chin on his hand, looking at her with a half-smile.
Fang Jiayi was stunned for a moment, then her face turned cold, "Who allowed you to come into my room?"
Mu Ziyin blinked, "My aunt asked me to come in. She told me to try harder..."
"Get lost!" Fang Jiayi showed no appreciation. "If my mother likes you, go and date her, and don't bother me."
"How can that be possible?" Mu Ziyin explained to her, "Then I wouldn't be your father anymore, would I?"
"..." Fang Jiayi frowned, approached him a few steps, stared at his handsome face, and said, "Mu Ziyin, don't be shameless. You were just flirting with the doctor in our department, and now you are pretending to be a good boy in front of my mother. How can you be so shameless?"
"I ran into my aunt when I came back. Seeing that I was soaking wet, she showed concern for me and asked me to come in and sit down and drink some ginger soup. Do you want me to tell her to get out with a cold face when treating such a warm-hearted neighbor?"
“…” Fang Jiayi choked and could not answer.
"Besides, it was your aunt who let me into your room. You should understand her feelings as a mother. She just wants you to find a suitable man who can take good care of you."
Fang Jiayi didn't know what to say, so she just stayed silent. She walked to her bed and picked up a magazine to read.
For a moment, there was no sound in the room, which was quite harmonious.
Mu Ziyin was no longer as attentive to her as before. He took out his cell phone and sat at the desk fiddling with it.
Time passed minute by minute, and soon it was ten o'clock.
Fang Jiayi felt a little sleepy. She yawned, covered the book in her hand, and looked up. "Mu Ziyin, it's almost ten o'clock, why aren't you leaving?"
Hearing this, Mu Ziyin glanced at the time and said, "It's quite late. I should go back now. Bye."
Having said that, he stood up, without a look of reluctance on his face.
This action made Fang Jiayi look at him a few more times, pursed her lips, and asked: "Do you like Zhang Baoer from our department?"
"Why are you asking this?" He looked over.
Fang Jiayi was leaning against the head of the bed, wearing a white silk nightgown, her short hair sticking to her cheeks, and her big eyes, making her look particularly charming and seductive.
Really, how can anyone leave when it looks so delicious
Mu Ziyin couldn't help but think of that night in the hotel, when Fang Jiayi lay under him in an extremely charming manner. His eyes deepened and he took a deep breath to control his urge to pounce on her immediately.
"I'm just curious."
Mu Ziyin curled his lips, "She is quite good, young, excellent, beautiful, and most importantly, she is not a pretentious person."
"..." Fang Jiayi had a blank expression on her face. "Are you insinuating that I'm a bit of a jerk?"
Mu Ziyin grinned, "Some people, it's good enough to know it in their hearts."
"..." Fang Jiayi was so angry that she lifted the silk quilt and wanted to get out of bed to hit him. Unexpectedly, her foot was tripped by the quilt. It didn't seem like she was going to hit him, but to throw herself into his arms. She leaned forward and actually bumped into his arms. Because she was afraid of falling, she instinctively raised her hands to hug his waist...
A faint fragrance wafted into the air, and when Mu Ziyin came to his senses, Fang Jiayi was already in his arms, her hands still tightly around his waist.
In the quiet room, the two could hear each other's heartbeats.
Fang Jiayi's cheek was pressed against his chest. She was stunned for a moment and forgot to push him away.
"Have you hugged enough?" Mu Ziyin raised his lips and said in a teasing voice.
Fang Jiayi suddenly came to her senses, realized what she had just done, and immediately pushed him away, her face flushed with embarrassment.
This is so embarrassing!
"Didn't you tell me not to bother you? Why are you throwing yourself into my arms now?" Mu Ziyin lowered his eyes to look at her with a mischievous smile.
Fang Jiayi closed her eyes, not knowing whether it was out of embarrassment or awkwardness, her tongue was a little tied, "I'm not throwing myself into your arms, I'm coming down to beat you up!"
After saying this, as if to prove himself, he raised his hand and was about to hit Mu Ziyin.
Unexpectedly, his face turned grim and he grabbed her falling hand with great force, as if he wanted to crush her bones.
"Fang Jiayi, don't think that just because I liked you before, you can offend me at will." He spoke with a cold and emotionless voice.
Fang Jiayi was startled, and her hand had been shaken away by Mu Ziyin.
I know you think Jiayi is pretentious, but in real life relationships, most girls are more pretentious. If they are not pretentious, it is usually not true love. And it is because of this entanglement that you gradually become entangled. Only when you lose it do you know how deeply you love, and then you think deeply, ferment, and turn into longing and emotion. So let me write it this way, hahahaha
(End of this chapter)