Sick pet: Fu Shaonuan's wife has to be coaxed

Chapter 115 062: Don't look at me like that

Chapter 115 062: Don't look at me like that

It was not yet noon, but there was plenty of sunlight, and Mu Jinyue gradually climbed to the top of her head. Only then did Mu Jinyue realize how white Fu Yan's skin was, and it was so fine that no pores could be seen under the sun. It seems to be dotted with spar, the eyes are dark, like two drops of thick ink, but they are full of winter stars, shining brightly.

It's just... because the distance is too close, the pupils are slightly gathered towards the inner corners of the eyes, which tends to cross eyes.

Mu Jinyue held back her laughter, seeing his expression change from a smirk, to dullness, to embarrassment, she finally couldn't help but tilt her head slightly, and laughed out loud.

Fu Yan stood up straight, blushed to the neck, coughed twice unnaturally, seeing Mu Jinyue's laughter, pretended to be angry and said with a straight face: "Is it so funny?"

Mu Jinyue endured it, and looked serious, "It's not funny, it's not funny at all."

The words were insincere, Fu Yan didn't feel that he was comforted: "It's not funny, how long have you been laughing?"

Mu Jinyue thought to herself: Since you know it's funny, why are you asking me?

But of course she wouldn't say that, otherwise Fu Yan, a childish ghost, would definitely be fuming with anger.

"I just think..." Mu Jinyue racked her brains to figure out how to make sense, her brain spinning faster than when answering questions in the final exam: "It's pretty cute."

cute……

In the impression of boys, the word cute should be used to describe the kind of young girls under the age of ten who wear Lolita and wear double ponytails, and they must be tied with pink bows.

The corner of Fu Yan's mouth twitched, his face darkened, and he didn't want to continue this topic anymore.

I always feel that he will be pissed off by this heartless girl.

"Let's go." Fu Yan rubbed his left hand against the hem of his clothes as he spoke, and then stretched it out in front of Mu Jinyue, palm facing up.

His hands are beautiful, with slender fingers and cleanly cut nails. The lines on the palm are clear, and faint purple blood vessels can be seen faintly.

Mu Jinyue glanced at him, raised her eyes to look at Fu Yan, and raised her eyebrows slightly: "You want to hold me?"

"Otherwise?" Fu Yan said casually, but there was tension and anticipation hidden in his eyes, his jawline was tense, and even the tips of his ears were turned a clear red by the sun.

Mu Jinyue looked away, "No."

"why?"

"You said you wanted to chase me, but I haven't agreed yet."

Fu Yan: "..." There is always a feeling that there is still a long way to go.

Reluctantly, he withdrew his hand, and muttered in a low voice: "I've hugged and kissed, so what if I hold hands..."

"Seven?" He spoke in a very low voice, and Mu Jinyue only vaguely heard an accent, which was very vague. She repeated it unconsciously, "What seven?"

"Ah?" Fu Yan didn't expect him to hear it, and was so frightened that his heart almost missed a beat. It took him two seconds to realize that she didn't say 'kiss', but 'seven'.

Mu Jinyue narrowed her eyes, looked him up and down, with suspicion on her face: "Why are you so nervous? Did you do something wrong?"

"Of course not!" Fu Yan shook his head immediately, but he was afraid to look Mu Jinyue in the eyes because of his guilty conscience.

"Really?" Mu Jinyue took a step closer and looked at him.

Fu Yan blushed, his eyes dodged.

Seeing that he was really not going to say anything, Mu Jinyue didn't make things difficult for him, and raised her chin: "Aren't you going to eat hot pot?"

"Go!" Fu Yan nodded fiercely, not daring to say anything about holding hands, and walked out of the community side by side with her: "They have already gone, the hot pot restaurant is a bit far away, but it is not easy to take a taxi near the villa area, let's go outside for a while Walk."

Mu Jinyue said hello.

He was much taller than Mu Jinyue, and the two of them walked side by side, and Fu Yan could see the top of her head by slightly closing his eyes.Unconsciously, Fu Yan recalled the scene when he hugged her last time in the Qin's clubhouse, and his eyes moved down bit by bit, landing on her slender waist.

The little girl's waist was thinner and softer than it looked, and he could wrap one arm around it, but he didn't dare to hold it hard for fear of hurting her.

The body is also very fragrant, and the touch is soft and smooth when kissed...

Fu Yan was a little distracted.

"What are you looking at?" Seeing that he lowered his head, Mu Jinyue also looked down. There was nothing on the sidewalk, so she asked curiously.

Fu Yan regained his senses, afraid that she would find something strange, and was about to say something casually to divert his attention, when he suddenly remembered something, changed the subject, and said with a smile: "I'll tell you later."

It's true that I can tell her later, if I tell her now, the little girl might become so angry that she wouldn't even eat with him.

As for Lu Zicang and others, they have long been ignored by Fu Yan.

His lowered tone was gentle and hoarse, Mu Jinyue blushed, remembering what he said on the phone yesterday, she couldn't help but roll her eyes, and then ignored him.

Finally escaped, Fu Yan breathed a sigh of relief, looking at her face that was slightly flushed because of shyness or heat, and hooked the corners of her mouth.

Finally got it back!

But Fu Yan wasn't happy for long at all. After 2 minutes, he realized that he had completely fooled himself.

Mu Jinyue stopped talking because she was shy, but the time of not talking...was a bit too long!

He glanced at Mu Jinyue, then at her, and coughed lightly, "Are you hungry?"

Mu Jinyue raised her eyes, let out an emotionless "ah", then lowered her eyelids again, without saying a word.

Fu Yan: "..." Are you hungry?Still not hungry?

He couldn't figure out what Mu Jinyue was thinking, so he could only continue to ask: "Then let's go faster?"

Mu Jinyue raised her eyelids again and let out a "tsk".

Fu Yan: "?" What does this mean?

Seeing his bewildered face, Mu Jinyue felt better. She quickened her pace, left Fu Yan behind, and raised the corners of her mouth slightly.

Fu Yan was dumbfounded, but he had long legs, and he chased up in three steps and two steps, blocking in front of Mu Jinyue, frowned, and asked her with a puzzled look: "What's wrong with you? Are you angry?" He reflected for a while What I said just now doesn't seem to make her unhappy.

"I'm not angry," Mu Jinyue smiled suddenly, and said in a brisk tone, "I'll tell you later."

She was born extremely beautiful, but at this moment her smile was like a flower, her gaze was shining brightly, and the warm light fell on her eyes, like the early sun that melted the cold winter, and it was a little softer and more agile.

Fu Yan was stunned by her smile at first, and then he came to his senses.

He narrowed his eyes, "Are you angry with me on purpose?"

Mu Jinyue was not afraid at all, "Of course not." She was not angry with him, but just a little bit of revenge.

"Isn't it?" Fu Yan was helpless, and wanted to laugh, and asked her with a sullen face: "If you did it on purpose, will I have to be pissed off by you?"

Mu Jinyue blinked and sighed sincerely: "Then you are really amazing."

Fu Yan gritted his back teeth and raised his hand to mess up her hair.

"What are you doing?" Mu Jinyue patted his hand away, straightened her hair, and glared at him angrily.

"Don't look at me like that." Fu Yan stared at her for two seconds without saying a word, then suddenly raised his hand, gently covering her eyelids.

Mu Jinyue closed her eyes subconsciously. His palms were dry and warm, very comfortable. Mu Jinyue even had the urge to bury her head and rub her against each other.

She was startled, quickly restrained her thoughts, and asked him inexplicably, "Why?"

Fu Yan didn't speak, just looked at her fixedly, after a while, he suddenly bowed his head and kissed the back of his hand.

why?

He looked at her like this, he couldn't even pretend to be angry, he just wanted to compromise, he just wanted to coax her, he just wanted to see her smile.

It's so worthless, but he still thinks it's good to be so worthless, and he even enjoys it.

Mu Jinyue didn't know what he did, she just felt a sudden darkness in front of her eyes, and then he let go of his hand, and gently tapped her eyebrows before taking it back.

"Starting eyes will cause wrinkles," Fu Yan said nonsense solemnly: "I'm helping you."

Wrinkles?

The corner of Mu Jinyue's mouth twitched, half-believing.

"Let's go," Fu Yan was afraid that she would continue to ask, so he pulled people forward, "Lu Zicang and the others should have arrived long ago."

"Are you early?" Mu Jinyue was taken aback for a moment, quickened her pace, and gave Fu Yan a blank look on the way: "Then why didn't you say it earlier?"

Fu Yan rubbed his nose. If she had said earlier, she must be rushing there. Could it be that the two of them couldn't have a proper conversation?

I haven't seen him for so many days, and this little white-eyed wolf doesn't miss him at all!

The more Fu Yan thought about it, the more depressed he became. He deliberately suppressed his pace, and even Mu Jinyue, who was being pulled by him, couldn't walk fast.

Mu Jinyue didn't realize at all that Fu Yan had already quietly held her hand, and turned his head to urge him: "Hurry up."

"I'm tired," Fu Yanli said confidently, "I can't walk anymore."

Mu Jinyue: "..." How far is it?

She raised her eyebrows slightly, and gave him a meaningful look: "Are you weak?"

"what?"

"If it's true, how can you get tired after walking two steps?"

Fu Yan: "..." There is no way to answer these words!

Lu Zicang, who had been waiting in the private room of the hotpot restaurant for a long time, sneezed. Li Tianhao, who was next to him, was very discerning, and approached him intimately and asked, "Brother Cang, are you cold? Do you want to lower the temperature?"

The temperature outside is high, and there is an air conditioner in the private room of the hotpot restaurant. The first thing these hot-blooded boys do after they come in is naturally to turn on the air conditioner and blow on the cold air hard.

However, it was so cold and hot, and the temperature difference was too big, and Lu Zicang, who sat closest to the air conditioner, suffered. Since ten minutes ago, he has not stopped sneezing, one after another.

Lu Zicang rubbed his nose, and said in a breathless voice: "I have a cold ass, it's probably because that guy Fu Yan is scolding me again."

Li Tianhao laughed awkwardly next to him, but didn't answer.

Just kidding, with Brother Cang and Brother Fu's relationship, it's enough to say a few bad things behind his back, but if Brother Fu found out by accident, he would have to lose his skin.

Lu Zicang reached out and took out the last piece of paper, wiped his nose, and threw it into the trash can.

Li Tianhao saw that the paper was gone, so he quickly called the waiter and asked for another box.

A new paper drawer was brought up, and Lu Zicang grabbed two of them fiercely: "Fu Yan, if you don't come here, I will starve to death!"

"Brother Fu sent a message just now, saying that he has gone to pick up Miss Mu." Li Tianhao looked at the time: "It should be here soon."

"Son, you're still too simple." Lu Zicang sneezed again, took out a piece of paper and blew his nose, and said through gritted teeth, "As for Fu Yan, he can definitely smear ink for as long as he wants!"

"Ah?" Li Tianhao didn't understand, "Why? It's so hot outside, why don't you hurry up and turn on the air conditioner?"

"Is the air conditioner better or is my girlfriend better?"

"Of course the air conditioner is better," Li Tianhao said without thinking, "It's summer, and my girlfriend can't cool it down, so what's the use?"

Lu Zicang: "..." His expression was indescribable.

Li Tianhao felt that there was nothing wrong with what he said, but seeing Lu Zicang's complex eyes, he still humbly asked for advice: "Brother Cang, am I wrong?"

Lu Zicang felt that there was no doubt that this boy was a straight boy, but he was still straight like a steel ruler, and there was no way out.

He didn't bother to explain, so he pulled the tin foil next to him and ironed it, "Come on, tell him what's the difference between a girlfriend and an air conditioner."

Tin Foil Tang didn't hear the conversation in front of them at all, but it didn't delay his divergent thinking, he laughed and said: "If there is a difference, there is actually only one point!"

Li Tianhao blinked, looking very thirsty for knowledge.

Lu Zicang also raised his eyelids, wondering what he would say.

I saw the tinfoil burning evilly and smiled evilly: "The air conditioner can cool and heat, but my girlfriend can only make you feel like, fire, burn, and die!"

He almost finished the last few words one by one.

Li Tianhao: "..." His face flushed red.

Lu Zicang next to him gave a "tsk" and kicked him: "My mind is full of rubbish."

"Brother Cang, don't believe me, I'll introduce you to a few later. It's just that kind of thing between men and women. Anyway, everyone is happy." Tin Foil shook his head, and was about to speak yellow, when his body suddenly froze. , his expression froze, his eyes widened in horror.

"Fu Fu Fu..." He stood up suddenly, like a pupil who made a mistake, he stammered, "Brother Fu!"

Everyone in the room looked together, only to see Fu Yan's gloomy face, usually with lazy and tired eyes, but now he was full of hostility. He stood at the door with a very cold aura around him. It makes people tremble with fear.

His legs were softened by the tin foil heat, and he immediately bowed at ninety degrees and shouted: "Brother Fu, I was wrong!"

Fu Yan still didn't speak, and he didn't dare to raise his head when the tin foil was hot, for fear that what he would see when he raised his head was Fu Yan's shoe sole.

The cheerful atmosphere just now froze instantly, and everyone in the room lowered their heads, for fear of being affected by Fu Yan's anger.

Only Lu Zicang still sat lazily on his seat, even took out a piece of paper, and wiped his nose again.

He looked behind Fu Yan and saw a beautiful figure as expected, so he was relieved and continued to watch the play.

After a few seconds, Mu Jinyue poked Fu Yan's back from behind.

"Can you go in?" Qing Lingling's voice, probably because the cold wind from the air conditioner blows away the dry heat, makes her feel comfortable, even her voice is a little soft, like a spoiled child: "Fu Yan, I'm hungry. "

Fu Yan tilted his head, his expression softened almost instantly, "I just said to buy you a cup of milk tea first, you don't want it yet."

When passing by the milk tea shop just now, Mu Jinyue took a second look, Fu Yan insisted on asking the driver to stop and go down to buy milk tea, but Mu Jinyue stopped because he was afraid that his friend would be in a hurry.

While talking nonsense, he turned his body slightly and pulled him in.

When passing by the hot tin foil, Fu Yan glanced at him coldly, and lowered his voice: "If you shouldn't say it, I will suppress it."

Nodding obediently after the tin foil was hot, he straightened his waist, his shirt was drenched in cold sweat, and the air conditioner blew on his back and heart.

He patted his chest with lingering fear, and he would not dare to talk nonsense in front of Miss Mu in the future, otherwise, he suspected that he would be the next one to be sent to the hospital by Brother Fu.

(End of this chapter)