Qin Feiyu asked this question very awkwardly.

Qin Feiyu tightened her chin, pursed the corners of her lips, her cheeks were flushed, looking at Fu Jingye's eyes with a little pleading, and a lot of anger and anxiety, she secretly thought in her heart, she wouldn't say anything if she was killed.

It was rare to see so many emotions on her face, a narrow smile flashed in Mr. Fu's eyes, straightened up, and went directly to the door of the bathroom, with his arms in his arms, without saying a word, like a hunter with enough patience, teasing the prey in front of him.

Qin Feiyu saw Mr. Fu's posture, and estimated that if she didn't say why, she would definitely not give way.

At this time, she suddenly found that in addition to having a bad temper, the man in front of her also liked to bully people.

Qin Feiyu's nose was red, his eyes were also red, and he looked a little pitiful, staring at him with a little accusation, but he was very stubborn and refused to say a soft word.

After the two sides stalemate for dozens of seconds, Mr. Fu sighed helplessly, he found that he had no way at all in the face of such Qin Feiyu, the so-called domineering and strong, decisive killing, all of them were floating clouds when he came to her, looking at her, all he had in his heart was distressed, but he was extremely bad at coaxing women.

He lowered his arms, crossed his hands into his trouser pockets, stood up straight, frowned slightly, and squeezed out a sentence for a long time, "I didn't do anything to you, why are you so easy to shed tears?" ”

Qin Feiyu bit his lip and retorted in a muffled whisper, "You have a problem with your eyes, so I didn't cry!" ”

Hearing this, Fu Jingye wanted to laugh a little, raised his hand, gently wiped his fingertips from the corners of her eyes, stared at the wetness of his fingertips, and said, "What is this?" ”

Qin Feiyu flattened his mouth, glared at him angrily, brushed his hand away, and slipped away from his side.

Fu Jingye didn't stop him, he didn't want to make it seem like he was bullying her every time, making both of them unhappy.

It's just that what I didn't expect was that Qin Feiyu's hair hung on the button of his coat, pulling Qin Feiyu's scalp, and suddenly hooked her back who had just taken two steps away.

Qin Feiyu frowned in pain, her body pulled back violently, and she was about to fall backwards, she hurriedly stretched her hand and hugged the arm of the person next to her.

Fu Jingye hooked her waist and held her steadily, just about to speak, but at a glance he caught a glimpse of the underwear she was pinching in his hand, his eyes changed slightly, and he narrowed evilly.

He leaned close to his ear and whispered playfully, "What are you hiding from in such a hurry?" ”

The magnetic and low voice, with a hint of flirtatious warmth, sprayed on Qin Feiyu's ears, making her face flush instantly, and even the roots of her ears turned red.

Qin Feiyu forgot his current position in the mirror, and was about to push him away, but his scalp hurt, and he exhaled without pain.

Seeing this, Fu Jingye immediately pressed her shoulder, and said sharply with some displeasure: "Don't move!" ”

Qin Fei pouted, depressed, thinking, if you didn't talk nonsense, how could I move?

At this time, Qin Feiyu didn't know at all, her expressions were all projected on the instrument mirror facing the door of the bathroom, and all her expressions just now were all taken into Mr. Fu's eyes.

Fu Jingye was angry and funny, pinched her cheek a little hard, and then began to untangle her hair.

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