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

Chapter 73 021: I'm playing tricks

Mu Jinyue also remained silent and didn't even look at him.

She felt that Fu Yan should be angry.

Then, it should have left.

Boys are arrogant and arrogant, especially for a person like him, who can be seen at a glance as the kind of star-studded person wherever he goes, how can he stand such harsh words from others?

One second, two seconds, time passed bit by bit.

The shadow in front of her eyes did not dissipate, she heard Fu Yan sigh.

"I really didn't mean to lie to you. I just felt that there was no other way to get close to you except this way."

He took a small step back, bent slightly, with a low voice, easily dispelling the impetuousness in the air: "I apologize to you, I'm sorry."

Mu Jinyue was a little surprised.

Not because of an apology.

In fact, Fu Yan had already done this kind of apology in the morning. What surprised her was the first half of Fu Yan's sentence.

In order to get close to her.

Many people do this kind of thing, but it is obviously because they are not aboveboard, so they all hide it. Never dare to speak so bluntly in front of her!

Mu Jinyue pursed her lips, raised her eyelids, and said with a little sarcasm, "Close to me? What do you want? Money?" After a pause, she slightly bent her eyes, "Or should I give you tutoring?"

Fu Yan took a deep look at her: "You know why, don't you?"

Mu Jinyue's heart skipped a beat.

There was an imperceptible look of panic in her eyes, but she was always the best at hiding her thoughts, calmly restrained her emotions, and said as usual: "Student Fu, I have to go back to the dormitory now, please get out of the way."

Not only did Fu Yan not move away, he even raised his hand aggressively and stretched it out.

Mu Jinyue was startled, frowned fiercely, and wanted to repeat the same trick to open his hand, but Fu Yan had expected that when she raised her hand, the other hand grabbed her wrist.

The palm of his palm was dry and slightly hot, but his fingertips were a little cold. There was a strange feeling against the place where the pulse was beating, as if something was flowing into the heart along the blood.

Mu Jinyue was taken aback for a moment, but before she could recover, Fu Yan's slightly cool fingertips landed on her eyelids.

The movement was very light, with a gentle force, and it was cool, making her sore and dry eyes very comfortable. She squinted her eyes unconsciously, forgetting to struggle.

Fu Yan looked down at her: "If you want to sleep, I know a better place than the bedroom."

Mu Jinyue asked subconsciously: "Where?"

Fu Yan: "There is a place for me."

Mu Jinyue: "..."

She looked at Fu Yan with indescribable eyes.

Originally, Fu Yan felt quite normal when he said this sentence, because he thought so, but when Mu Jinyue looked at him with strange eyes, he realized how ambiguous this sentence was.

After clearing his throat twice, Fu Yanqiang pretended to be calm and explained: "I mean, aren't you insomnia..."

Mu Jinyue blinked, and her eyes fell on the contours of his ear tips, which were getting redder and redder, and she was a little lost in thought.

She had never felt this way growing up.

I was a little dazed, my heart was wrapped in a layer of plastic wrap, and I felt stuffy and suffocating. At a certain moment, I seemed to know why I was so strange, but my mind was a little chaotic, and my thoughts disappeared as soon as they passed by. live.

In short, it is very annoying.

Her eyes were dim, and after a while, she took out her phone and clicked on the recording function.

"Sing," she stretched out her phone towards Fu Yan, urging her expressionlessly, "Hurry up, I have to go back to my dormitory."

It doesn't matter what, she just wants to leave quickly.

Fu Yan looked down at her, his dark eyes were dull, and he couldn't see what he was thinking at all.

Mu Jinyue held up her phone for a long time, her hands were a little sore, but Fu Yan still looked at her like that without saying a word.

She lost her patience immediately, and was about to put the phone back when Fu Yan opened his mouth.

The place was empty, the sky was cloudless, and there was no one else but them, only the slight sound of the wind.Fu Yan's voice was deep and hoarse, and I don't know if it was because it was blown away by the wind, but it seemed extraordinarily gentle and gentle.

It seemed to gently soothe her tense nerves.

Mu Jinyue looked at his lowered eyebrows, unconsciously dazed, and didn't react until he finished singing a song.

Suddenly regaining consciousness, Mu Jinyue was about to put away her phone when Fu Yan raised his hand to stop her.

"You didn't save it."

Mu Jinyue: "..."

She actually forgot.

But this kind of thing, of course, can't let Fu Yan know.

Mu Jinyue said lightly, "Whether you want to keep it or not is my business."

Fu Yan nodded in agreement, and when Mu Jinyue breathed a sigh of relief, he said, "So, it's up to me whether I want to call you, right?"

Mu Jinyue's breath was stagnant, but she was unable to refute.

Her eyes widened slightly, her ecstatic peach blossom pupils were translucent and bright, light in color, reflecting the light of the sky, shining brightly, but also showing a kind of cuteness and cuteness.

Fu Yan couldn't help laughing, and raised his eyebrows: "If you don't save it, I will call you with a different phone number every day."

"Oh," Mu Jinyue felt that he was really innocent and naive: "Can't I turn off the phone?"

"Of course, but," he paused, and continued, "I can call 24 hours a day, but you can't turn it on 24 hours a day, right?"

Or 24 hours?Debt collectors are not in such a hurry!
Mu Jinyue took a step back, didn't save it anymore, locked the phone directly, and sneered, "Are you threatening me?"

Fu Yan shook his head, pondered for a moment, then softened his tone: "I'm cheating."

He was born well, not the kind of handsome and handsome, but the enchanting beauty that directly hits the soul.

Usually, he has a cold temperament and a heavy hostility, and his whole body is full of sharpness, but his beauty has been reduced for no reason.

At this moment, he lowered his head slightly, the sunlight from the side softened the coldness of the edges and corners, his black pupils were warm and glowed with fine golden light, his expression was no longer grim, and even deliberately flattering.

Like a baby.

Mu Jinyue subconsciously swallowed her saliva, took two steps back, and licked her dry lips, the temperature on her face soared.

In fact, she is used to seeing good-looking people, and she is almost immune to such things as beauty.

But she couldn't resist the contrast.

The target is still Fu Yan.

Then, for the first time in her life, Mu Jinyue stuttered when talking to boys.

"You, can you talk properly!"

Fu Yan was slightly stunned. He didn't expect Mu Jinyue to blush with a single sentence. After reacting for two seconds, he smiled in vain. His voice was softer and more gentle. He tentatively reached out and touched the back of her hand: "Then don't be angry. .”

Mu Jinyue: "..."

Yaoshou!
"You're enough!" She put her hands behind her back, not letting him touch her, turned her face away, not looking at his face, her heartbeat was too fast but she couldn't ease it, and even her tone became a lot gentler: "I'm not angry. "

Fu Yan curled his lips, "Then can I continue to call you?"

(End of this chapter)