Chapter 204: Robbery, Don't Force Me

readx; At lunchtime, Fu Zheng came back, but his face was not very good, he was a person who was moody, so Xiyan didn't know what was going on, so he cared about it like this?

Or maybe he found something?

She didn't ask more, but put food on the robbery and said, "After eating, you can rest for a while." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½ā€

"Okay."

However, during the whole meal, no one spoke, and even Feng Yin could see that Fu Jiao's face was wrong, so he didn't dare to speak more.

The rambul was the first to leave his seat.

After he left, Xiyan also put down his rice bowl, and when he looked over, their rice was almost untouched.

Xiyan got up and said, "Spring return, let's go back to the room too." ā€

It wasn't until the evening that Xiyan walked out of the boat, only to see Fu Jiao standing on the bow of the boat in white, like the people and scenes in the paintings she had seen before.

Xiyan called softly: "Help the robbery." ā€

Fu Zheng looked at him gently, he knew that when he went to Dalashan, a confrontation between life and death was waiting for him, but he was extremely calm.

Those emotions at lunch seem to have been swept away, "Xi'er, why did you come out?" ā€

"Yes. It's stuffy to be in there. Come out and breathe in the air. Xi Yan approached and whispered.

Fu Ji stretched out his hand and hugged her, "After tomorrow, you will no longer be a witch, and you will not be burdened so much from now on, and you will not be so tired." ā€

Xi Yan felt the temperature of his palm, "Fu Jiao, the demon may go crazy, is it really worth it for me?" ā€

Fu Ji put his arm around her and tightened it, "Of course it's worth it." ā€

Xi Yan's eyes turned red, looking at Fu Jiao's handsome cheeks, Fu Zheng also looked at Xi Yan, time seemed to stop, only Fu Jiao's action of slowly approaching Xi Yan was advancing it.

His warm breath hit Xiyan's cheeks, and she felt so itchy. His eyes began to drift, but Fuji's cheeks were getting closer, closer and closer, just as his lips were about to touch hers.

She woke up suddenly, suddenly twisted her head to the side, and all that came to her mind was the image of the man in black forcing her into a corner and forcibly kissing her at the door of the Rong Mansion, and all that was in her mind was that person's face.

How can it be lingered!

The wry smile on the corner of his mouth made people feel extremely distressed, but he still let go of her.

"Xi'er, when will I be able to enter your heart?"

Xiyan looked at him, is this a robbery? He never asked this before, he only said, I want to give you the best love and not let you be hurt in the slightest. He will never say, when will I enter your heart, and he will never ask her.

I'm sorry for the robbery, please don't push me, don't push me!

Xiyan stepped back, turned around and left, "I'...... I'll go back to my room first. ā€

The voice of the robbery resounded behind him: "Forget him, can't you?" Xi'er, forget about him! ā€

Xi Yan paused for a moment and turned to walk faster.

When I returned to the room, my heart was about to jump out, and I sat on the edge of the bed, and my ears echoed that Fu Ji said to forget him, can't you? Forget about him! Forget about him! Forget about him!

"Ahh She hugged her head.

Chungui entered the house, looking nervous and at a loss.

Xiyan froze, with a painful heart, and asked, "What's wrong?" Spring returns. ā€

Chungui stepped forward and whispered: "I can't find my long-cherished fate, there is no him here at all!" ā€

"What?" Xiyan froze, as if the person who appeared in the morning was really his hallucination, "Spring return, are you sure that you have been here?" Not my hallucinations, right? ā€

"What is the girl talking about, what hallucination? In the morning, Master Su dressed up as a chef to bring us snacks. ā€

Oh, yes! It's not the maid who comes to deliver the snacks, it's not the next person, it's the fate of the long-cherished one.

"But why can't he see him?"

"I don't know. I've searched them all, but there's no him. ā€

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