"Me and you, there's nothing to talk about. Just as you don't want to see me, I don't necessarily want to see you, it's not my intention to go to your room, Mr. Fu doesn't have to worry that I will pester you, I still have this self-knowledge. An Yixi said coldly, turned his eyes, looked at the door, and pulled, but still didn't pull it open.

Fu Liyan looked at her arrogant back, her Adam's apple rolled, her sword eyebrows frowned tightly, and she vigorously extinguished the cigarette that she had only smoked three times.

It seems that it is not the cigarette butt that is pressed, but this terrible fate, and his heart is like being entangled by a thorny vine, and if he moves, the poisonous juice in the vine will seep into his heart, making him very uncomfortable.

An Yixi couldn't pull away, and she pushed harder and harder.

"Don't pull it, you can't pull it open. The door is locked by the system, you can wait for a while, the waiter will have the key. Fu Liyan said in a deep voice, with a reprimanding tone in his voice.

Who is he?

Why reprimand her?

She didn't do anything wrong to him, and even if he did something wrong, he had no right to accuse her.

An Yixi turned around, his eyes were slightly red, and he said calmly: "Do you think it's fun to play tricks, or do you think that being high up can play with others in applause, if your friend doesn't want to sell me the plan, then don't sell it, call me over, and lock me in the door, what do you mean?" Do you find that interesting? Haven't had enough yet? ”

Fu Liyan looked at An Yixi deeply.

"Don't get me wrong, I won't interfere with your and Tang Yu's shampoo plan."

"What does that mean?" An Yixi knocked on the door heavily, making a banging sound, and the back of his palm immediately turned red.

She held her hand and held back the pain.

There's nothing to cry about, and there's nothing to be wronged about.

He is not who she is, he has the right to do what he wants, and she is not who he is, and has no right to ask him what to do!

An Yixi's hand hung down weakly.

She is self-inflicted, and she shall not live.

Fu Liyan glanced at her hand, tightened his brows, and took out another cigarette from the cigarette case irritably.

He lit a cigarette and exhaled heavy circles under his eyes.

"Maybe it's just that the system is broken, and Tang Yu and I live in the same room." Fu Liyan explained in a deep voice, but his voice was surprisingly soft.

An Yixi turned around and faced Fu Liyan, staring at his upside-down face, somewhat unwilling in his heart.

She seemed to be out suddenly, out of the game inexplicably, his attitude towards her was obviously cold, but his tone was soft, giving her the illusion that they hadn't broken up.

And, this delusion is the most undesirable, and it will make her full of expectations for him.

An Yixi didn't want to let herself misunderstand, and she didn't want to sink herself.

She seems to have been sold, and she wants to ask how much she sold?

"Oh, it turns out that Mr. Fu has this habit, then I wish you a good time." After An Yixi finished speaking coldly, he turned around, turned his back to him, faced the wall, and raised his chin slightly.

She was unhappy, very unhappy, like she had pressed all her anger and resentment in her body, she needed to vent, otherwise, she would explode.

There was the sound of hurried walking outside, and then the door was opened.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Fu, there are some problems with our system." The waiter standing at the door said apologetically.

An Yixi pushed the waiter out of the way.

Fu Liyan looked at An Yixi's back as he left with heavy eyes, and held the cigarette directly in his hand, and the cigarette butt burned his palm.

Fu Liyan didn't care at all.