The second time through the book, the big villain actually relied on bankruptcy to wash his name

Chapter 169
Fu Siyi's face was as pale as paper at the moment, and it was only then that Lu Yan realized that he had been holding his forehead.

"Headache?"

Fu Siyi didn't speak, but just nodded.

"Didn't you just take the hangover medicine? It's strange, shouldn't it expire?" Lu Yan turned around, "Don't worry, I'll go find some medicine again."

Fu Siyi rubbed the center of his eyebrows with one hand, took Lu Yan's hand with the other, and pulled her over.

"Hey, don't mess around!"

Fu Siyi put his arms around her slender waist, and leaned against Lu Yan's arms with his eyes closed, his voice was hoarse and dull: "It's uncomfortable."

The two of them stood and sat, Fu Siyi hugged her waist and did not let go, Lu Yan could only stand stupidly and act as a humanoid pillow for him.

She stretched out her white and slender fingers to lightly rest on his temples, rubbing Fu Siyi gently with her movements, and lowered her voice so as not to disturb Fu Siyi: "Are you feeling better?"

Fu Siyi didn't speak, the fragrance and warmth in his arms made him reluctant to let go, he raised his eyes and looked up at Lu Yan.

Lu Yan also just lowered her head, and just met Fu Siyi's deep, dark eyes, as if a vortex was sucking her in, like a mysterious black hole, full of curiosity and exploration.

This was the first time she looked at Fu Siyi from this angle, her heart trembled, and she thumped suddenly.

What should she do if she suddenly has a bad idea.

Fu Siyi's lips looked as soft as cotton candy, making one want to take a bite.

Lu Yan thought so, and did so.

The ambiguous dim light and the dark night make it hard not to get excited.

She leaned over and clasped Fu Siyi's head, and kissed the corner of his mouth.

Needless to say, this touch feels pretty good, but it's a bit of taking advantage of others.

Fu Siyi didn't seem to have expected that Lu Yan's appearance would instantly dissipate the thin ice that had been brewing in his eyes all year round, and was replaced by a look of astonishment.

"you--"

Before Fu Siyi could say anything, he was interrupted by Lu Yan.

"What are you, why don't you just give you a kiss? You took my first kiss last time, so why don't you ask me to ask for some interest?" Lu Yan was a little emboldened.

But what she said was indeed the truth, her first kiss was indeed given to Fu Siyi, so it's not a loss for him to think so.

It can't be done, Fu Siyi don't look at her with this look, she really can't stand it anymore.

How did he look so good-looking? She was so dazzled by his beauty just now.

"You don't give a name?"

Fu Siyi's face was pale, and his whole body looked fragile, as if he could fall down if the wind blows.

In this way, Lu Yan was obsessed with thinking that Fu Siyi was very good-looking.

"What?"

Give a name?

"Don't worry, I've already said that this matter has been dealt with, I don't have time to think about these things now that the company is like this." Lu Yan felt a little guilty.

In fact, in the final analysis, I am still afraid of the ending of my previous life repeating itself.

The ending in the book is that he, the second male villain, died miserably in the end, although in her previous life she did not wait until the day of Fu Siyi's death to pass through the book for the second time.

But thinking of the result, Lu Yan still shuddered.

If the ending is not changed by then, wouldn't she be a widow?

Let her think about it again, she doesn't think she wants to be a widow at a young age.

Why does she feel that Fu Siyi "hates marriage" more than herself?

Fu Siyi didn't answer Lu Yan's words, he let go of Lu Yan's waist: "Sleep."

"Angry?" Lu Yan leaned over.

Fu Siyi lay down and covered himself tightly: "No."

Lu Yan raised his head and looked at Fu Siyi: "You are just angry."

Fu Siyi couldn't bear it anymore, got up and picked up the quilt and wrapped Lu Yan into a silkworm chrysalis: "Shut up and sleep."

She looked at the back of Fu Siyi left her, Shi Shiran yawned and fell asleep.

　Bad day, seven days of quarantine.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)