Fang Zhihan replied coldly: "That has nothing to do with him."
"real?"
"He will never be in our lives."
Yu Gangan laughed from ear to ear because of these words.
The usually cold, arrogant and serious man wanted to tell her that if Lu Xuechen was really interested in him, he would not even pay attention to Lu Xuechen, let alone become friends with him.
There is a little sweetness in my heart.
She supported her body slightly, wrapped her hands around Fang Zhihan's neck from behind, and leaned on him, "So, Lu Xuechen's homosexuality is normal, right?"
Fang Zhihan took her hand, turned around and sat on his lap, put his hand in his arms, and then kissed her lips carefully. The overbearing kiss made Yu Gangan almost suffocate. Only then did he Release gently.
The two people were panting, and their blurred faces seemed to be stained with lust, especially Yu Gangan's eyes, which seemed to be able to pinch water, and his cheeks were as red as rouge.
Fang Zhihan rubbed the tip of his nose against hers, narrowed his eyes slightly, smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth, and shouted her name with pleasure: "Xiaoyu."
The voice is deep and mellow, like the most delicious wine, which is as moving and tender as the gentle spring rain that falls on the heart.
"Yeah." After Yu Gang finished answering, he was a little surprised: "Why don't you call me a little pervert?"
Fang Zhihan stared into her eyes, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Do you like me to call you a little pervert?"
Yu Gangan immediately said no: "No!"
She turned her eyes slyly and asked teasingly: "Didn't you say that I am your little ancestor!"
Fang Zhihan nodded seriously: "Well, you are my little ancestor."
Yu Gangan's eyes turned into crescent moons with a smile, and he said with a smile: "Be good, my little ancestor will take good care of you."
Fang Zhihan looked at her straightly: "Only pain?"
Yu Gangan said a little shyly: "There is still love." She tilted her head slightly and kissed him on the face: "I love you."
Fang Zhihan smiled with great satisfaction. He was completely gone from the coldness and aloofness of the past, and he was as excited as a young boy who had just begun to fall in love.
She held his big hand with her little hand and said, "You look cold, but your hand is very warm. My hands are always cold, especially in the alluvial plains, but I feel warm when I hold your hand."
The woman's loving words made the man's smile deepen.
Such a warm atmosphere seemed to exaggerate the whole room. Mosquito-repellent incense walked over gracefully with proud little steps, landed on the coffee table with a perfect jump, and meowed twice at the two of them.
Yu Gangan immediately reached out and wanted to hug the mosquito-repellent incense, but Fang Zhihan hugged her waist tightly. "I hug the mosquito-repellent incense as soon as I see it. Do you love me more or love it more?"
"Of course it's you. I like mosquito coils because they belong to you."
"Oh." Fang Zhihan's eyes were as bright as stars. He paused and asked again: "What about me and your master?"
Yu Gangan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and was a little helpless: "Of course it is you. The beautiful master is the love of relatives, and my love is you."
This man is so insecure.
Shouldn't it be the woman who feels insecure in a relationship? Her and Fang Zhihan's roles have been reversed!
But this just proved that Fang Zhihan really liked her.
The man's big hand holds the woman's small hand tighter, and he can't help but kiss her lips. When they interlock with each other, pressing her on the sofa is a hot love...
(End of chapter)