Chapter 191: His Breath Her heartbeat was really what she felt
There was tenderness in her eyes, which made Jian Tong look a little distracted.
"It depends on what it is," she said. β
"If you do something angry, I will leave you no matter how much you try to get it back."
Fu Siyu's heart throbbed inexplicably, and he hugged her tighter.
The right hand clasped the back of her head, and her tone was a little nervous, "No, just get a vaccination first." β
"Okay, don't talk about this kind of thing in such a good atmosphere, there are still many places in the future, I'll take you to see it."
He led Jian Tong around again, and the air was filled with the smell of flowers and ...... A blissful and warm atmosphere.
Tired of walking, Jian Tong couldn't see the edge yet.
She couldn't help but wonder how big this was.
The man's slender straight legs were half-squatting, "Come, I'll carry you." β
Jian Tong is not hypocritical, she really can't walk.
Lying on the man's broad and tough back, her hands wrapped around his slender neck, her nose lingered with his breath, and even Jian Tong seemed to be able to feel Fu Siyu's beating heart, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but pull up a smile.
She couldn't have dared to think of this kind of picture before.
The kind of breath that Fu Siyu exuded from the former was that no one could enter, even as a fiancΓ©e, she didn't dare to approach, for fear of touching the man's anger and disgusting her, and only when she was attending a family banquet could she take the opportunity to get close to him and be held by her and pretend to be a play.
But now, she really feels everything about men.
His breath, his heartbeat.
Her chin rested on Fu Siyu's shoulder, her eyes did not look at the passing flowers, but stared at the man's side face, looking at it for a moment, looking a little fascinated.
has returned to the previous posture of a little fan girl.
It's just that Fu Siyu didn't know all this, but frowned and said, "Tongtong, you're too thin." β
He hugged Jian Tong's legs with both hands, as if there was only skin and bones left, and there was no flesh at all.
"No way, the kind that can't eat fat." Jian Tong said with a smile.
"Then find a way to make you fatter." Fu Siyu's words made Jian Tong's eyes narrow slightly, "Do you men all like sensual women?" β
As a person with a strong desire to survive, he naturally smelled the smell of danger, and he sneered, "How come, I like you, whether you are fat or thin, I will not empathize with you." β
When Jian Tong heard this, there was a smile in the corner of his eyes.
She liked the reply, "You have a good eye." β
"Tongtong, how do you think I've been doing lately?" The man took a slender step and continued to walk forward, and suddenly asked.
"It's good."
"Then how long do you think it will take me to become a regular?"
"......" Jian Tong had thought about this question before, and she used a disapproving tone, "You're still early to turn positive, depending on my mood." β
In fact, in her heart, Fu Siyu has already turned positive.
It's just that I'm worried that Fu Siyu will get carried away, so I didn't say it.
"Then I'll keep trying." The man was not discouraged, but full of fighting energy.
He believed that as long as everything he did could make Jian Tong happy, he would turn positive.
After walking for almost an hour with Jian Tong on his back, Fu Siyu didn't feel tired, and finally came to the end.
"You let me down, I've rested enough for so long."
"I'm not tired, I can still carry it."
Listening to the man's words, Jian Tong's eyes couldn't help but glance at his forehead, sweat was already oozing from it, her heart warmed, and her tone softened by half a minute, "I want to walk around." β
Fu Siyu put her down.
Suddenly, the woman stood on tiptoe, put her arms around his neck, left a kiss on his lips, turned and ran, "This is your reward." β