An Yixi narrowed his eyes and looked at Fu Liyan fixedly.

Going around the old age, Fu Liyan wanted her to rely on him to solve the problem.

"I told you, I don't want to rely on you."

"Xiaoxi, I'm your man, you don't rely on me, who do you rely on? I don't need anything from you in return. If you insist on thinking what I want, it's your heart. You ask your heart, do you want to spend your life with Lin Tingyou, or do you want to be with me, I, you, Nan Nan, a family of three, a happy life. Fu Liyan said in a deep voice.

An Yixi looked at Fu Liyan's deep eyes.

Needless to say?

Of course she wanted to be with him and Nan Nan.

It is precisely because she knows her heart that she wants to divorce Lin Tingyou more than anyone else.

"Xiaoxi, give me an attitude." Fu Liyan asked a little forcefully.

An Yixi took a deep breath and nodded, "I will first find a way to let Anmei hold it independently, and then file for divorce from Lin Tingyou, but I want to rely on my own ability for the development of Anmei." ”

An Yixi speculated on Fu Liyan's expression and asked, "Are you still satisfied with my attitude?" ”

Hearing her promise of divorce, Fu Liyan was indeed a lot relieved, but the latter paragraph ......

Fu Liyan could only smile helplessly, "Okay, as long as you don't open your mouth, I won't help you, but, Xiaoxi, if you encounter difficulties, I hope the first thing you think of is me, and I will prepare for you anytime and anywhere." ”

"Fu Liyan, how can your eloquence be so good?" An Yixi tilted his head and looked at Fu Liyan.

Fu Liyan smiled slightly, leaned over, and met An Yixi's eyes, "I used to think that my eloquence was very good, I could win the world, and in every business negotiation, I could be invincible, but when facing you, I would lose to you if I didn't fight." ”

"Cut, where do you lose, I'm speechless every time I say it." Thinking of this, An Yixi felt very aggrieved.

Fu Liyan held her hand and put it in his heart, "Lose here." ”

This is an involuntary intimacy between lovers. However, what he did was not abrupt at all, but a shallow warm current flowed out of her heart.

An Yixi withdrew her hand and lowered her eyes to hide her little woman's shyness, "I didn't expect you to be clever and talkative." It's strange that you Fu Liyan will lose. ”

Fu Liyan smiled helplessly.

"Okay, I'm not losing." Fu Liyan said softly.

"Look!" An Yixi said coquettishly unconsciously.

Fu Liyan raised his eyebrows darkly, "I followed what you said, don't you like to hear it?" ”

An Yixi bit her lip and couldn't argue, so she could only stare at Fu Liyan with a dead gaze, expressing her protests and grievances.

Fu Liyan grinned, leaned over, pushed An Yixi to the bed, propped his hands on the sides of her head, his eyes became misty because of desire, and said in a dumb voice: "Do you know what I'm thinking every time you look at me like this?" ”

He was in front of her, and his breath was blowing on her face, tickling.

An Yixi's face flushed slightly, "How do I know what you're thinking?" I'm not the roundworm in your stomach, you have a mind about the eighteen bends of the mountain road, even the roundworm doesn't know what you're thinking, right? ”

"Are you belittleing me or are you praising me?" Fu Liyan asked, his voice was extraordinarily low, making the room ambiguous. The aura of ambiguity quickly escalated.

"What are you thinking?" An Yixi returned to preaching, because his voice became lower, and she subconsciously became lower.