Ji Rong's fingers holding Fu Yue's face trembled slightly. At this moment, he was staring at the woman in front of him, his peach blossom eyes unblinking, stubbornly wanting an answer.
Whether... the answer was what he wanted to hear.
Fu Yue: "???"
She was stunned for a moment.
What, what's wrong
"regret?"
Fu Yue couldn't laugh or cry, "What do I regret, Ji Rong, what are you thinking about all day long?"
Ji Rong had thick black eyelashes hanging down.
The voice was muffled, and it didn't sound like the ruthless and cruel tyrant in the usual days.
"You were just staring at him."
The tone is accusatory.
Fu Yue didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Didn't Yu Li say hello to me before he left? If I didn't look at him, could it be possible to point the back of my head at him?"
This man is as unreasonable as a child.
Ji Rong continued to say sullenly: "He likes you. Don't tell me you don't know."
"I do not believe."
Fu Yue: "..."
A moment of surprise flashed in the black eyes, and there was also a little guilty conscience that could not be explained clearly.
It may be because of another peach blossom for no reason.
Fu Yue said honestly, "Well, I know."
Ji Rong frowned instantly.
"You know? You know, you still haven't kept your distance from him? Qin Chu, what do you mean, stepping on two boats or using me as a spare tire?"
"Do you keep fish?"
As she spoke, Ji Rong's eyes were almost red, and she was so angry that she felt wronged and sad, but she didn't dare to speak harshly, for fear that Fu Yue would really not want him in a while.
so what should I do now.
The man pursed his thin crimson lips, his eyelashes were pitifully hanging on his eyelids, and upon closer inspection, there were still some teardrops at the base of the thick eyelashes.
Ah, are you really crying out of anger
Fu Yue's anger disappeared in an instant. At this moment, she felt distressed and funny at the same time. She hurried forward to hug the poor big cat, and stretched out her hand to pat him on the back.
"Hey, don't cry."
"Listen to me. I just found out that he likes me. Just now."
Ji Rong hummed and chirped, but didn't know whether to believe it or not.
Fu Yue continued to follow her hair.
"Because before, my eyes have never stayed on him. Except for you, I have never paid attention to others and never put my mind on others."
"There is no one else in sight, and you are everywhere."
It's rare for Fu Yue to talk about love, and this one is a critical blow.
The lethality is massive.
The big cat seems to be tamed by Shunmao.
That's not being smoothed out, Ji Rong was going to be stunned by this sudden confession, happiness came too suddenly.
He embraced the delicate and soft lover in his arms, his crimson lips were close to her ear, his voice was slightly hoarse and low.
"Say it again... okay?"
Seeing that Fu Yue didn't make a sound.
Ji Rong began to act softly, "Chuchu, how is it? Say it again, I still want to hear~Chuchu—"
His ending sound is like a small hook, scratching the tips of people's ears.
It's a pity that Fu Yue doesn't like this.
Because if you see a beauty's face more, you will naturally be immune to it.
She pushed Ji Rong away, and her eyes touched the box on the table not far away, and Fu Yue suddenly felt ill.
Hiss, bad luck!
She pushed Ji Rong and waved her hand: "Go, get that thing away for me. If you give me such weird things again in the future, then I will give you a big gift too, ha ha."
Fu Yue bared her teeth at Ji Rong, the threat was self-evident.