Quick Wear: The Concubine is Seductive and Seduces the Mistress

He wanted to move closer to hug her after he said that, but he controlled his behavior when he met someone because he was afraid of scaring her away.

The woman looked at him calmly, her eyes were deep and unfathomable. She looked no different from everyone else. Meng Zhiyu almost thought her eyes were healed.

“Why are you sending so many things over here?”

"Those things were originally meant for you, and I haven't given them all to you yet. Besides, it seems that I have no one else to give them to except you." Meng Zhiyu no longer had his previous frivolous attitude, and now he answered like an honest man.

Liu Fuyin shook her head: "Nothing was originally given to me, so I can't just stop pestering?"

"I just wanted to come and see you, I have no other intentions. If you are unhappy, I will hide and watch you secretly next time. You don't have to feel embarrassed." Meng Zhiyu spoke cautiously, fearing that he would be locked outside the door again the next moment.

Fortunately, there wasn't any. The girl sighed, "Aren't you cold? If I don't come out, will you have to wait for a whole day?"

"Ayin, are you concerned about me?" Meng Zhiyu pinched the corner of his clothes awkwardly, and replied, "It's not that cold actually. I just got here, and I feel warm when I see Ayin."

As he was speaking, his cold hand was suddenly grabbed by the woman, and the next moment she stuffed a hot water bottle into his hand: "Come in with me."

"!!!" Meng Zhiyu was stunned for a moment, and then followed closely.

He is so happy.

He had originally planned to wait for a day before trying to force his way over the wall, but he didn't expect to receive a surprise. Ayin actually let him in!

I didn't feel it while I was waiting outside, but as soon as I entered the house, I could feel the hot stove. My whole body felt much warmer and I couldn't help sneezing.

Feeling somewhat embarrassed, he wiped it with a handkerchief, then tried to peek at Liu Fuyin's expression, apparently she didn't notice him at all.

As soon as he sat down, he saw Liu Fuyin picked up the teapot on the table to pour water for him. Meng Zhiyu was afraid that she would get scalded and wanted to pour the water for her, but he happened to grab the woman's hand and jumped up instantly.

Liu Fuyin's expression did not change at all: "Drink some ginger tea to warm your body."

When he was here before, he knew that she didn't like to drink this. Meng Zhiyu frowned: "Just now, I touched it, and your hands didn't seem to be very hot. Did you prepare this because you caught a cold?"

"I'm fine, I just wanted to warm my stomach in the winter. Obviously, I'm fine now, my eyesight is much better, and I can even see you vaguely." Liu Fuyin spoke lightly about her recent situation, but she kept a cold face and didn't give him a smile.

"I say this for no other reason. You can see that I am doing well now, Meng Zhiyu. You can also be well. You will find a wife who is gentler and more considerate than me. She will not have a disease, a shameful family background, or a bad reputation like mine. You can live a better life than me, so there is really no need to come to me again."

As soon as she finished her words, Meng Zhiyu retorted almost instantly, without even thinking: "No! I only want to marry you, Ayin. How can others compare to you!"

After she finished speaking and thinking about her words again and again, Meng Zhiyu finally found something wrong: "What are you talking about? Why do you belittle yourself like this? Don't say that your eyes can be cured. Even if they can't be cured, so what? I like Ayin, not you who can see. Family background is not important. What people outside say..."

Before he finished speaking, Meng Zhiyu suddenly remembered that his mother had always emphasized finding an "innocent girl". He didn't know if he was overthinking it, but when Liu Fuyin said this, he always felt something was weird.

He suppressed the weirdness and finally asked, "Ayin, is it because I...I deceived you, or have you really been treating me as Xie Yunhua during this period of time?"

Seeing her silent, Meng Zhiyu approached her and asked directly: "Ayin, I was wrong. I shouldn't have lied to you like this. I shouldn't have... taken advantage of someone's misfortune. I just wanted a chance."

He lowered his head as he spoke, and was in a depressed mood. He shouldn't have approached her under the name of Xie Yunhua.

Meng Zhiyu was very regretful. He was afraid that Liu Fuyin could not get close to her, so he did not dare to look up at her.

"Ayin, it doesn't matter how you beat or scold me, just please don't stop me outside the door, okay?" There were even tears in Meng Zhiyu's eyes when he looked up at her. He was cautious, completely different from his usual playboy appearance.

Liu Fuyin raised her head and looked at him intently.

Still can't see people clearly.

She sighed helplessly, and said calmly: "Meng Zhiyu, do you really think I am blaming you for deceiving me?"

Meng Zhiyu's mind was spinning very quickly at this moment, and he returned to his initial guess: "Ayin, is it my mother who objects to us being together?"

Liu Fuyin did not answer him, but said: "Do you remember that day when I said I had something to tell you?"

"Isn't it that letter?" Meng Zhiyu always thought that what she wanted to say was to break up with him.

"I did think you were my cousin at first, but I realized something was wrong after getting to know you better. Meng Zhiyu, you are a very good person, so much so that I didn't tell you even after I discovered it, and I just kept indulging in it. I wanted to tell you about this, but then..."

Liu Fuyin suddenly looked away. She never said anything like she felt unworthy, but she would never complain directly either.

It is very clear what happened. It is most likely that his mother cannot accept Ayin.

But why is it like this? My mother clearly said that family background doesn’t matter as long as he likes her.

Meng Zhiyu closed his eyes, lowered his head with a little guilt, and said in a trembling voice: "I'm sorry, Yin, I didn't expect it to be like this. I thought they would accept you. They clearly said they would accept you."

The man suddenly covered his face with his hands, tears streaming down his face uncontrollably, his body twitching, and he couldn't hold back the bitterness in his heart.

No one was talking, and no one knew how long they had been sitting there. The man raised his head slightly, unable to hide his wet eyelashes, and his voice even had a hint of pleading in it: "Ayin, do I still have a chance?

It's not just a matter of forgiving him, the most important thing is that Xie Yunhua is coming back. At the beginning, she treated him so well because she thought it was because of Xie Yunhua.

Liu Fuyin was silent for a moment, then said calmly: "Meng Zhiyu, in the eyes of outsiders, we are not suitable. You will have a very good, gentle family in the future..."

The originally suppressed bitterness burst out at this moment, and his pale expression finally changed a little. He moved closer forcefully, trying to block her lips.

However, when he saw her shudder just as he was about to get close, Meng Zhiyu finally changed his action and buried his whole face in her neck.

This way, one could clearly feel him trembling, and he was extremely excited when he spoke:

"How are we not suitable? Liu Fuyin, we are unmarried, why can't we be together? I will take care of it with my family, as long as you agree." He just looks like a playboy who relies on his family, but he has his own abilities after reaching the fourth rank. Now he doesn't need to rely on his family for everything, and he can take good care of her even if he moves out.

Being hugged tightly, Liu Fuyin only felt that he was very strong, and the hand holding her waist was also very strong, which made her almost unable to breathe.

He was actually trying to hide it, but she had very good hearing, so she could still hear him sobbing softly no matter how hard he tried to hide it.

Liu Fuyin looked up helplessly, and finally said "Okay" helplessly.

As soon as the words came out, the man lying on his shoulder stood up suddenly, his eyelashes wet, "Ayin, can I, can I kiss you?"

This is really climbing up the pole. I just agreed to give you a chance and now he wants to kiss you.

Liu Fuyin didn't respond, but she didn't refuse either.

Meng Zhiyu thought of himself as a tacit agreement, and excitedly hugged her in his arms, his warm breath blowing in and out around her ears, his lips brushing over the tip of her ear and moving down inch by inch, an ambiguous atmosphere instantly blooming.

Liu Fuyin didn't feel awkward after she agreed to the kiss, but her heart trembled at his gentle kiss. She couldn't help but raise her hand to cover his lips, "Meng Zhiyu, don't do this, it's itchy."