Last time, she really took the initiative, she thought that she would never owe each other in the future, and she didn't have to entangle, but she didn't expect that fate was such a magical thing, he was actually Lin Tingyou's half-brother.

and thou shalt not live.

An Yixi really understands the true meaning of this sentence.

"What do you want?" An Yixi looked at him with burning eyes, and his eyes were clouded with crimson.

"You haven't washed your hands yet." Fu Liyan said, a seemingly bland sentence, but extremely oppressive.

An Yixi clenched her fists and adjusted her love for collapse, she sighed lightly and walked towards the bathroom.

As soon as the hand turned on the faucet, the breath behind her was approaching, and she couldn't ignore it at all, and before she could look back, Fu Liyan grabbed her wrist, put her hand under the faucet, and carefully scrubbed the back of her hand and palm.

An Yixi only felt that her hands were numb and painful under his strong scrubbing, and his domineering and domineering caught her off guard every time.

"Why did you let him shake your hand, An Yixi, are you a big carrot?" Fu Liyan asked coldly while washing An Yixi's hands intently.

An Yixi was worried that Lin Tingyou would not find her, so she would come to the bathroom to look for her, and when she saw Fu Liyan helping her wash her hands, she was speechless and waited for Ling Chi to be executed.

An Yixi took out his hand, withdrew two steps, looked at Fu Liyan cautiously, and said, "He is my husband, he holds my hand, can I refuse?" ”

A sharp light swept over Fu Liyan's eyes, his chin tightened, and he said coldly: "I'm still your man, you don't reject me like that." ”

"Can that be the same?" An Yixi said anxiously.

"Then tell me what's different." Fu Liyan held her hand, his right hand interlocked with her ten fingers, holding it tightly, not allowing any space between his hands, "Is it my hand that makes you more comfortable to hold, or his?" ”

The longer the time dragged on, the more anxious An Yixi became, and she really didn't know how to explain it at that time.

"Just shaking hands, do you need to interrogate me like a prisoner? When I was in kindergarten, there were a lot of boys who shook hands with me, and at that time, their hands were softer and more comfortable than yours. An Yixi replied angrily and irrationally.

Fu Liyan's eyes were full of sharp edges, and he looked at An Yixi's slightly red eyes deeply, and saw his care in her panicked and angry eyes.

Fu Liyan's forehead was against An Yixi.

An Yixi subconsciously wanted to retreat.

Fu Liyan pressed the back of An Yixi's head with his left hand, making her unable to move.

At such a close distance, An Yixi could feel the heavy breath exhaling from his lips.

It blew on her face like a cigarette butt.

"That's different!" Every time Fu Liyan said a word, her thin lips brushed her red lips.

It was obviously a tense atmosphere, but something resembling electricity sliced through her lips and fell into her body.

An Yixi was forced by him to pass through, so he could only compromise: "You." ”

After she said about you, I originally thought that Fu Liyan's anger could be eliminated a little, but unexpectedly, he became even more intense and quickly kissed An Yixi's lips.

The two of them haven't seen each other for three days, and the so-called Xiao Biesheng is newly married, just a kiss, which evokes An Yixi's memories before parting, and this feeling makes her shy and angry with herself.

Fu Liyan didn't let her back down, led her to take a few steps forward, pressed her against the wall, and pressed her with ordinary force.