Shi Yan stood in place for a while and didn't reply.

The door was open, she was wearing only one of his thin shirts, and she shrank as the slightest cold wind blew.

With his attitude of rejecting people thousands of miles away, she suddenly rebelled.

Fu Zhuoyi heard the door close again.

He habitually took cigarettes from the bedside table, but this was not his bedroom, and of course there would be no smoke.

He also forgot that he had never smoked since he was abandoned by Shi Yan three years ago, until the day before yesterday, when he and she reunited again in Mae Atmosphere, those wet and complex emotions were like a fine net, covering him with his head.

He succumbed to nicotine paralysis again.

As he withdrew his hand, a soft hand suddenly fell on the back of his hand.

He immediately opened his eyes, and looked at the owner of his hand with cold eyes.

"Are you looking for this?"

Shi Yan's left hand was entangled with Fu Zhuoyi's ten fingers, and her right hand had already lit a cigarette at some point, which she took from Fu Zhuoyi's bedroom next door, and she wondered when she saw it.

She was looking for a set, but she got this.

She remembered that he had just returned from studying abroad three years ago, and he was a sunny boy who had nothing to do with things like cigarettes.

At least, she never saw him smoke.

But this reunion, she has already seen him smoke twice.

She approached Fu Zhuoyi and took a deep breath, it was not the first time she smoked, but men's cigarettes and women's cigarettes were different after all, and they had more stamina, so when she spit out the smoke ring, she choked and her eyes were red.

But those quiet lacquer eyes still did not waver, looking at her without the slightest intention of rescue, or rather, watching coldly from beginning to end.

He sat on the edge of the bed, his bathrobe open in the dim yellow light, revealing a solid chest.

But his eyes were cold, as if she dared to keep approaching, he dared to throw her down from the 38th floor.

Shi Yan is actually a little scared, but now is not the time to be afraid.

She slowly squeezed between his legs, knelt on one knee beside the bed, and stroked his chin with her right hand, gently shoving the cigarette into his mouth.

The soft hair swirled down, and the soft lips rubbed against his Adam's apple.

"Shi Yan."

His voice was hoarse, the corners of his lips were tense, and he snuffed out the cigarette and threw it on the ground, and she was vigorously pushed away.

In the dim night light, she could even see the corners of his mouth raising a sneering smile, "You're so cheap now." ”

Shi Yan's eyes turned red instantly.

She wasn't like that before, and he wasn't like that before.

But she had sex so much three years ago, and her adoptive father had something like that again, and she had completely reached the corner of fate, and she no longer had the qualifications to regret it, and no one would give her such careful care.

She wanted Fu Zhuoyi to pull her up, and wanted Jing Xi and Bai Xuewei, who hurt their adoptive father, to pay the price, but she was so bad, everything she was proud of before couldn't go back now.

The corners of her eyes were sour, and she felt cold all over, but there was no sadness in her words, and she even mocked slightly, "The circle of friends is mine, what does it have to do with you?" ”

"Why do you want me to delete it?"

She looked at him defiantly, and the meaning of the confrontation was obvious.

Fu Zhuoyi understood what she meant by what she didn't say, he had already blocked Shi Yan and deleted it.

Yes, it was indeed done by Fu Zhuoyi, who is a light breeze and claims to be the god of reason in the business world.

Shi Yan also joked at the time that they could be friends in the future. She has a lot of rich friends, but she doesn't have such a thick background as his.

It's a pity that I broke up in the morning, and I found out that it was deleted at noon.

So she knew that she was really angry with Fu Zhuoyi.

"If you want me to delete it, you can add me back."