Wen Shiyu put the bag he was carrying on the table and asked her, "What fruit do you want to eat?" ”

Song Yixi looked at the delicate and indifferent side face of the man in front of him.

"What do you see me doing?" Perceiving her gaze, he asked.

Song Yixi suddenly became a little angry, and said in a muffled voice: "Look at your good looks!" ”

"Of course I'm good-looking!" Wen Shiyu said loudly.

He picked up an apple from the bag and took a fruit knife to peel it for her.

“……”

Song Yixi shrank into the quilt and was silent.

When he was done, he handed her the apple.

Song Yixi looked at it: "Don't eat." ”

Wen Shiyu took a banana, peeled it and handed it to her.

Song Yixi picked up the quilt: "Don't eat it." ”

Wen Shiyu took another orange.

Song Yixi closed his eyes directly: "Don't eat." ”

“……”

Wen Shiyu's slender hand lightly touched the orange and looked at her without saying a word.

Song Yixi couldn't hear the sound and opened his eyes.

Met his dangerous and indifferent gaze, coaxed.

When he was angry, he was inexplicably terrible.

"What did Woodson just tell you?" He has always been sharp.

She didn't answer, and the next second, he put down the things in his hand, and said in a faint voice: "I'll go find him." ”

Song Yixi hurriedly got up and grabbed her, and her voice was very low: "Don't you go to ......"

Wen Shiyu turned around, and after a moment, a white finger landed on her chin, raising her face: "No one can let you be wronged. ”

"Wu Sen didn't let me be wronged...... she pursed her lips, and the person she really cared about was not him.

Wen Shiyu paused slightly, his fingers used some force, and pinched her chin: "He didn't let you be wronged, that's me?" ”

Song Yixi: "......"

"Tell me about it!"

With a gloomy face, he suddenly withdrew his hand and said in a deep voice.

Song Yixi: "......"

She was scared and whispered, "I won't say ......"

"It must be said!"

"I'm afraid of your ......"

Wen Shiyu stepped forward with a cold face, and Song Yixi immediately got into the quilt and pulled the quilt above his head.

Temperature Time Domain: "......"

Taking off his coat and throwing it aside, Wen Shiyu said while untying his tie: "Song Yixi, I'll count three times and come out by yourself." ”

“……”

He narrowed his eyes: "One ......"

“……”

"Two ......"

“……”

"Three!"

Not coming out, it's good.

Wen Shiyu nodded, grabbed her quilt and pulled it out, Song Yixi had already prepared, and used the strength of milk to hold on and not let go.

He looked at her for a few seconds, and the next moment, she also picked up the quilt and got in.

When Song Yixi found him, he immediately screamed and hid to the other side.

Wen Shiyu grabbed the person and dragged her to his side, his voice low and dangerous: "You try to hide again." ”

In the dark, Song Yixi smelled the good smell on his body, felt his breath spill on her face, and her voice trembled a little: "Don't dare." ”

"Angry with me, huh?"

Song Yixi stiffened her back, feeling that there was his breath everywhere, and she had nowhere to hide, her ears were red, but she said honestly: "Well......"

"Where did I offend you?"

“……”

"Say." He muttered.

Song Yixi suddenly bit her lip: "What does that Ni Jian have to do with you?" ”

“……”

She didn't wait for him to speak, she immediately said: "Why are there so many women around you, one will be Ouyang Anran, one will be his fiancée, and now there is a Ni Jian......

The more she talked, the more angry she became, and she turned her face to the side: "I'm so annoying to you now!" ”

Wen Shiyu's anger disappeared little by little with her complaints, and she even laughed low when she heard the last sentence.

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PS：

I read all of everyone's messages.

Thank you.

Except thank you or thank you.

Today I got the most votes since the article was written, and I got so much encouragement.

What an honor.

I thought, since I'm walking staggeringly, let's ask everyone to walk slowly with me. I won't cut this book anymore and continue to write it, and there will be no major changes, but I may slowly revise the plot that I felt was blunt in the future.

I didn't dare to write more about the bad state today, but tomorrow, I'll adjust the state to give you more.

Thank you.

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