Su Yao is in such a panic now that she can’t speak a complete sentence.
It’s rare for Fu Jingchen to sneer.
Su Yao was so angry that she was scared to death. This guy can still laugh?
It’s human.
Fu Jingchen let go of her, turned back and lay down and said, “it turns out that when you are afraid, you will stutter.”
Su Yao bites her lip, shame on her.
She turned to look at him: “I didn’t stutter.”
Fu Jingchen said: “ly lie in the middle and sleep obediently. Even if it’s awkward, bear it. This is not a play that can be finished in a day or two. Get used to it slowly.”
Hearing this slightly gentle voice, Su Yao nodded: “Yes.”
Su Yao said yes, but her head didn’t answer.
After she wriggled carefully like a maggot countless times, Fu Jingchen finally couldn’t stand it anymore.
“Before the Western New Year, didn’t you fall in love?”
“You…you didn’t sleep either.”
“I’m a light sleeper.”
Su Yao felt guilty: “I’m the one who influenced you, I’m sorry.”
“At your age, it’s impossible that you haven’t had a boyfriend before.”
Su Yao turned to look at him: “Why do you ask this?”
“Because of curiosity, it’s just that there is a man sleeping next to you. Why do you feel so uneasy? Is it inexperienced or you don’t trust me?”
“It’s not your problem, it’s me…”
In the dark, the corner of Fu Jingchen’s lips hooked: “it seems that I have never had a boyfriend, so I have no experience.”
Su Yao is embarrassed: “I have a boyfriend before.”
Fu Jingchen turned his head and frowned slightly.
“Why did you break up?”
Su Yao said lightly: “Because I’m too realistic.”
Fu Jingchen said, “tell me and listen.”
“My ex-boyfriend is a child of an ordinary family. It’s not right with our family. If I marry him, I will no longer be able to fulfill my promise to my aunt, and I will not be able to take revenge on the Su family. I don’t think I can give up hatred for love, so after weighing, I gave up on him, listened to my aunt, and chose Xi Nian.”
When Su Yao said this, her voice was heavy.
Fu Jingchen questioned: “do you still like him?”
Su Yao said in a deep voice, “I don’t like it anymore.”
“Then why are you lost?”