"You dare!" Fang Yishui stopped her movements, wrapped one hand around her waist, carried her all the way to the house, and threw her heavily onto the soft sofa in her exclamation.

"Fang Yishui, what are you doing!"

"If you dare to dress like this and go out, I will tie you up, and you will not be allowed to go anywhere!" He stepped forward and pressed his knees against her, leaning over menacingly.

Zuo Anning struggled with his fists and feet, and shouted angrily: "Why do you care about me!" ”

"I'm your boyfriend."

"Fuck your shit! You're a shitty ex! Let go of me, you pervert! ”

She threw out a fist fiercely, smashed Fang Yishui's jaw, and smashed out a "gurgling" sound, he snorted in pain, grabbed Zuo Anning's slender wrist with one hand, raised her hands to the top of her head, and whispered in a depressed voice: "Zuo Anning, I haven't seen you for three years, your stinky temper has really grown a lot." ”

The scorching breath came through the clothes, the dim light shone on the two of them, projected onto the white TV wall, Zuo Anning turned his head to see this scene for a moment, the sweet and bitter memories came over the mountains and seas, her heart suddenly contracted and dull pain, she clenched her fists and pushed the man who was pressing her away, and sat up angrily.

Her face was as pale as paper, and her shoulders trembled slightly. Fang Yishui frowned in surprise and held her shoulder, "You ......"

"Enough!" She reflexively shook off his hand, "Fang Yishui, what do you want to do?" ”

"I ......"

"Don't give me that whole set of 'compound' rhetoric, the ghost will believe it!" Before he could speak, Zuo Anning waved his hand to interrupt, and then said, "If you are honest, I may be compassionate and cooperate with you." ”

Listening to her words, Fang Yishui was stunned for a while, then shook his head, shook his head helplessly and funny, leaned diagonally against the back of the sofa, rested the back of his hand on his lips, and his light laughter overflowed lowly.

"What are you laughing at?" Zuo Anning was made his scalp tense by his laughter, pursed his lips stupidly, moved to the corner on the other side of the sofa and sat upright, and squinted his eyes in a flash, "You shouldn't really have a brain disease, right?" It's either crazy or laughing, and it's a deep well of ice. ”

"Well, I'm sick, otherwise I wouldn't have come to you." He covered his eyes, and the corners of his mouth rose helplessly.

"I knew it." She turned her head, the corners of her eyes slightly astringent, "You've always only looked for me when you're funny." Or when something comes to me for help, it's been three years, and this kind of selfish behavior has really never changed. ”

She said coldly, and when she looked back, her expression had returned to her usual indifference.

Fang Yishui looked at her indifferently for a moment, and hooked his lips self-deprecatingly, "I haven't changed, but you have changed a lot." ”

"Zuo Anning, why do you think I want to get back together?"

"Who knows you!" Zuo Anning glanced at it, got up from the sofa neatly, walked quickly to the door, and opened the door without hesitation, "I don't care what you think, in short, I don't want to have anything to do with you anymore." ”

"I hope that if you walk out of this door today, you will never have anything to do with each other for the rest of your life, let alone meet each other, even if you meet by chance, you will be treated as not knowing each other."

"Can you do it?" Fang Yishui got up slowly, and when he heard the words, his figure was slightly sluggish, and he looked at her from a distance of a few steps.

His voice was low, and a trace of gloom suddenly rose in the air, Zuo Anning was stunned, suppressed the strangeness in his heart, eased his mind, and looked back coldly, "Of course, haven't you and me done this in the past three years?" ”

"Also, I'm Zuo Anning, and there has never been a shortage of men."