Chapter 65: Knowingly Asking!

This sentence is a question from Jiang Fuxuan's heart, not a straightforward question about Ling Xiaoyuan.

Ling Xiaoyuan could hear Jiang Fuxuan's heartfelt words, wasn't she just weak-hearted.

Jiang Fuxuan stretched out his hand and bent it slightly, signaling Ling Xiaoyuan to give him the fruit plate in his hand.

Ling Xiaoyuan shook his head, like a rabbit escaping danger, Ling Xiaoyuan didn't want to give Jiang Fu Xuan.

"Hurry up, don't you like it, give it to me, you don't have to eat."

Jiang Fu Xuan's narrow eyes narrowed slightly, the good-looking peach blossom source was covered with a trace of danger, and the pupils in his eyes.

At this time, it was exactly the same as the swamp abyss, Ling Xiaoyuan didn't dare to look at Jiang Fu Xuan's eyes, she was afraid of being sucked into the deadly swamp.

Ling Xiaoyuan's hand trembled, and he placed the fruit plate on Jiang Fu Xuan's slender hand.

Ling Xiaoyuan blinked slightly innocently and looked at Jiang Fuxuan with a little expectation.

And Jiang Fuxuan is extremely indifferent, the two are similar, with a hot face and a cold ass.

"Okay, you can explain"

Jiang Fu Xuan was categorical, every word was like an ice cube, Ling Xiaoyuan's young psychology, this sentence seemed to announce Ling Xiaoyuan's death and sentence Ling Xiaoyuan to death.

"Explain, explain what?"

Ling Xiaoyuan pretended to be calm and looked at Jiang Fuxuan, she tried hard to play the identity of the "innocent".

"Yin knowingly asked!"

Jiang Fuxuan's face turned black into a line, and the cold voice lowered the temperature around him to freezing point, making Ling Xiaoyuan shiver.

"Oh, why are you still angry, people just explain."

As soon as Ling Xiaoyuan saw that the situation was not good, he hurriedly flattered her, as the saying goes, there is a saying "A coquettish woman is the best"

In Ling Xiaoyuan's opinion, "a coquettish woman can live"

"I'll admit it, I did it"

Ling Xiaoyuan suddenly sobbed, wanting to cry without tears, Ling Xiaoyuan was frightened.

"And then?"

Jiang Fu Xuanying's eyebrows frowned slightly, and his eyes, which were already deep, were shrouded in a layer of ink at this time, with a cold ink color, as if he could freeze the hot blood in his body.

The inexplicable sense of oppression made Ling Xiaoyuan feel that even the air was thin.

"Honey, in your lunch, I put the croton powder, I took it from the refrigerator, but I, I didn't expect to hurt you"

Ling Xiaoyuan squeezed for a long time, and finally squeezed out a few tears, she couldn't cry, just think about her tragic experience in the past.

For example, I didn't grab a haute couture dress

Missed raffle contests

Bad baby racing

In the college entrance examination that year, I accidentally scribbled a multiple-choice question wrong

"Croton flour? Why? ”

Jiang Fu Xuan's eyes were slightly cold, but the cold air around him dissipated, and the temperature rose a lot in an instant.

Jiang Fuxuan was thoughtful, glanced away at his inquiry, but was concerned about why Ling Xiaoyuan would put croton powder in it.

Ling Xiaoyuan saw that she had successfully deviated from the topic, and her little life was not oppressed for the time being.

"That's not because you're too busy, people want to see you, they want you to spend more time with others, and they don't dare to tell you, so they can only add Ba bean powder."

Ling Xiaoyuan's voice was so pretentious that even she was disgusting, and she almost vomited the overnight meal on Jiang Fuxuan's body.

Jiang Fuxuan thought about it left and right, Ling Xiaoyuan's behavior was indeed very Ling Xiaoyuan.

Competing for jealousy, being coquettish and cute, are Ling Xiaoyuan's strengths.

"Well, I see, there will be no next time, if I find out, stop your credit card immediately."

Jiang Fuxuan's originally tense affection was relieved a little, and his voice was not as cold as just now, and even a little conniving.

Ling Xiaoyuan threw himself directly into Jiang Fuxuan's arms and cried loudly, Ling Xiaoyuan's tears soaked Jiang Fuxuan's shirt.

Jiang Fuxuan didn't push away with disgust, and wiped his tears on Ling Xiaoyuan.