Chapter 40: Carry out the flirting to the end
"How old are you, why do you still cry your nose at every turn."
Maybe the voice was too gentle, maybe the action was too careful, but she really felt the feeling of being cherished and distressed. She squirmed her lips and shouted in a dumb voice: "Fu Zishan ......"
He sighed, finally reluctantly admitting that he had been defeated. If he really planned to be a stranger to Gu Yayi, how could he still be flustered when he received a call and heard about her?
Admit it, admit that you still have special feelings for this greasy embarrassed woman in front of you.
"You're always like this, what are you going to do if no one is around you." Fu Zishan threw away the wet tissues and finally barely wiped her face clean. He brushed aside Gu Yayi's bangs, and his deep eyes looked at her unswervingly.
But in Gu Yayi's eyes, she could only see herself embarrassed in Fu Zishan's reflection. She lowered her eyelids and swept away all the tears from her eyes. "Thank you...... I want to go back and wash, so I won't give you away......" she said, and she stepped back, about to turn and leave.
Being seen by Fu Zishan like this, it feels really bad.
didn't think about it, but Fu Zishan directly grabbed her wrist. He smiled and said, "I helped you, and you're done with a thank you?" β
She hung her head, her arms were full of oil, and under her feet was a puddle of broken fish and vegetables...... She dislikes herself like this. What's more, it is Fu Zishan, who has always had a habit of cleanliness. She reminded uncomfortably, "Your clothes will get oily." β
"It's okay." Fu Zishan took her hand and interlocked his fingers. "I'll go back with you."
"No need......" She didn't want Fu Zishan to continue to see her ghost at all.
"Gu Yayi, if you go down the ink, more and more people will see it." Fu Zishan motioned for her to look over, and every time people passing by them would turn back again and again. Anyway, he doesn't live here, he doesn't know these people, but what about Gu Yayi?
She froze almost invisibly, her scalp tingling at the inquiring gaze. Fu Zishan smiled and shook each other's hands: "So let's go back quickly." β
She responded in a low voice, but tried to shake off Fu Zishan's hand. If you are so close to her, Fu Zishan will also be stained with the smell of grilled fish.
"Actually, I wanted to hug you," Fu Zishan's low laughter suddenly sounded in her ears, she was stunned, stopped her movements and raised her little face in a daze.
He scratched her nose affectionately and joked, "You know, I've got a little bit of a cleanliness fetish. Fu Zishan stretched out his little finger and compared with her a little bit. So I had no choice but to hold hands. β
"You're more than a little bit of cleanliness." She pursed her lips, subconsciously trying to retort.
He laughs: "That's because we don't have a good understanding of cleanliness." β
"That's not right......" She struggled to turn back to her thoughts and frowned, "Why are you hugging me?" Why do you want to hold hands with me? β
"Are you stupid?"
Fu Zishan's laughter was as low as a cello, slowly flowing through her heart. The beautiful notes were beating, and she could even vaguely hear the sound of her heart beating faster. She hesitated: "You ......"
"Do you have to make it so clear?" Fu Zishan touched his nose, but with rare shyness. He looked away, "It's what you've always hoped it would be, anyway." β
"What's that?" She eagerly asked, "Fu Zishan, you are not me, how do you know what I want?" I'm not you, how do I know what you want to be? β
This long list of 'you hope, I hope' can almost make people dizzy. Fu Zishan gritted his teeth, and there was a hint of shame in his voice: "Stupid." β
"Like things gather, you're a fool too." She puffed out her cheeks and said flatly.
"Fool."
"Stupid."
"......" Fu Zishan rubbed his temples helplessly, and said softly: "It's really a defeat for you, Gu Yayi, listen well, I'll only say it once." β
She subconsciously held her breath and looked at his thin lips with wide eyes.
"I like you."
"Although you are troublesome, naΓ―ve, and have a bad temper and bad eyes, but for the sake of the previous relationship, I reluctantly took over you."
"Gu Yayi, stay with me."
She was stunned and looked at Fu Zishan a little blankly. Just now, was she hallucinating?
Fu Zishan shook his head helplessly, this is really a stupid girl no matter how you look at it. He raised his hand, intending to rub her hair. However, as soon as he saw the condition above her head, he withdrew his hand as if nothing had happened.
He leaned over and pecked Gu Yayi lightly on the lips, a dragonfly with a kiss.
Then, he snatched the key from Gu Yayi's hand and said in the posture of the master: "Come into the house." β
Gu Yayi woke up from the petrification at this time. She moved to Fu Zishan's eyes, ignoring the mess she was all over. She directly hooked Fu Zishan's neck and took the initiative to offer a fragrant kiss.
Lips and teeth intersect, the room is full of beauty, and even the air is mixed with a wonderful smell.
Fu Zishan had green tendons jumping up on his forehead, and seeing that he was rubbed all over by Gu Yayi, he simply let go. Crushed her lips heavily, affectionately lingering, entangled.
Gu Yayi's legs were weak, and almost half of her body had to rely on Fu Zishan to barely stand up straight. Her cheeks were red and her lips were slightly swollen. She lifted her eyelids and squinted at Fu Zishan, her eyes were really silky.
Fu Zishan sighed, and he also began to suspect that his eyes were not good. Gu Yayi leaned on him like this, rubbing the oil on his body. He doesn't care if he's not annoyed, why does he still think that Gu Yayi seems to be very delicious?
"Do you really like me?" She smiled playfully, her fingertips lightly running across Fu Zishan's chest.
The joy from the bottom of her heart was real, and so was her beating heart, but she didn't know if it was her true emotion. She was a little ignorant and a little at a loss. But what should she say about such a mood?
Fu Zishan glared at her fiercely and pushed her into the bathroom. "I've been rubbed like this by you, do you dare to ask this?"
She laughed heartlessly, yes, Fu Zishan's current shirt is crumpled and greasy, which is not in line with his character at all. She laughed, "But I didn't let you do that." β
This typical appearance of being cheap and selling well makes Fu Zishan angry and funny. He turned on the shower straight and pushed Gu Yayi to the middle: "Wash it and talk to me again." β
She was playful, twisting her thin waist like a water snake, and she said in a tired voice: "Come on, come on, let's wash together~dry~clean~"
The voice dragged on for a long time, and it was sweet and greasy. Fu Zishan stumbled and almost fell in the bathroom. Gu Yayi laughed loudly: "Don't be shy, Zishan, let's take a mandarin duck bath." β
In response to her, it was Fu Zishan who slammed the door hard. She was still laughing, and a crisp laugh came through the crack in the door. Fu Zishan leaned against the wall, listening to the silver bell-like laughter, the corners of his lips raised slightly.
However, in the world inside the door, Gu Yayi gradually stopped laughing and collapsed to the ground. In the foggy bathroom, she looked at the figure in the mirror like her, and gradually lost her expression.
Can she like Fu Zishan?