Fu Jingjiao took her hand away a little so that she could speak: "I'm already preparing." ”

Lu Xingkui stuck out his tongue: "Why do you want to suddenly advance?" ”

Fu Jingjiao lowered her voice and stared at her eyes that were as smart as speaking: "You don't want to marry me sooner?" ”

"I knew you would say that again, of course I didn't think so, I just thought that you suddenly proposed the wedding early, which made me feel as if something had happened, and you can blame me for not thinking too much." She said it with a straight look, and her head was right.

Sounds like that.

Fu Jingjiao suddenly hugged her, and pressed her into his arms with his hands on the back of her waist.

Lu Xingkui exclaimed: "Oops, the bubbles have gotten on you." ”

"No problem." He said.

I just want to hold her quietly like this, feeling that she belongs to me, more satisfied than any other moment.

Since he doesn't mind the bubbles getting on his clothes, Lu Xingkui naturally doesn't have to worry about it, but it's a pity that this expensive three-piece business suit looks so good, every time he dresses like this, he looks so handsome to her.

Sensing that his emotions were a little strange, Lu Xingkui raised his hand, saw that there were bubbles in his palm, wiped his hands on his clothes, and then lifted it up again, and patted his back gently: "Can you share your thoughts with me, I'm curious." ”

Fu Jingjiao laughed in a low voice: "How can you be sure that I have something on my mind?" ”

She said this as if she didn't care about him at all, and the emotions on her face needed to be seen with a magnifying glass?

Her tone was not shy, and she said directly: "Your expression tells me, your eyes also tell me, as well as your eyebrows, eyelashes, and nose, but your mouth doesn't tell me, so are you willing to tell me now?" ”

Look, what a clever little ghost.

Fu Jingjiao saw the certainty on her face, in addition to being satisfied, she was still satisfied.

She's just a little sun.

Whether it was a few years ago, the fog above his life was cleared.

Still a few years later, every day makes him feel happy and worthwhile.

All of this comes from this little sun that can warm him.

Lu Xingkui guessed in her heart that no matter how she asked, Fu Jingjiao would probably flicker over, anyway, it would hang her appetite to the full, making her feel uncomfortable.

She gave up waiting for him to say it himself.

Unexpectedly, Fu Jingyao said two words in her ear: "If ......"

Lu Xingkui was curious: "What if?" ”

……

Fu Jingyao was reluctant to mention this matter in front of Lu Xingkui.

In his clear cognition, love does not come first and last, and he is not a robber, before he was with Lu Xingkui, he didn't know the story between Lu Xingkui and that person, and even made her so unforgettable.

Huo Zhixing is the white moonlight of Lu Xingkui.

It can be erased, but no one can deny it.

One day Fu Jingyao suddenly realized that if Huo Zhixing was still alive, even if she and Lu Xingkui knew each other and met, unless he took it by force, he had no chance of winning; He even hoped that her white moonlight would one day turn into a cinnabar mole printed on someone else's chest, and that cinnabar mole printed on someone else's chest was that person.

But whether it is a man or a woman, the power of the ex is too terrible.

It seems that as long as Huo Zhixing is concerned, whether it is good or bad, Fu Jingjiao must be weak.

He didn't have Huo Zhixing by her side for a long time, and he didn't have the youthful throbbing that Huo Zhixing gave Lu Xingkui, he was just a latecomer who was lucky, did he just take advantage of this opportunity?