Quickly wear redemption, I am a professional!

Chapter 19

Yue Ling stroked his short, pony-tailed hair, pressed his cheeks, and his eyes sparkled. He really wanted to share it with others, but at the same time he knew that he could not say a word about it.

Can't be known by anyone.

If anyone notices...

Yue Ling picked up the wine bottle and poured a glass, "Okay, let's play with you."

Seeing that Yue Ling really didn't intend to speak out, those people all cut off and dispersed.

Only Jin Junyu chased after him: "Let's continue."

Yue Ling lit a cigarette, squinted his eyes and smoked, "It's gone."

"It's gone?" Jin Junyu was already ready to face the big secret, why did he show this to him with his pants off?

The dim light shone on Yue Ling's face, showing that his expression was a little dark and unclear. Yue Ling smiled lightly. He took a sip of wine, squinted his eyes, and didn't speak again.

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When Yan Ran was off work, she bought a small cake. She was greedy, and finally she bought two, because the clerk said that if she bought two cakes, she would give a rose.

The cold wind howled, Yan Ran returned home wrapped in the cold wind, the tip of his nose was red from the cold.

She is afraid of the cold, but because of her status, she can't wear very thick clothes, otherwise it's not easy to pretend, after all, if there is temperature, there will be no demeanor.

The heating in the room was fully turned on, so Yan Ran put the cake and closed the porch door, hung up the coat and scarf, and walked over with the things.

As soon as he walked into the living room, he heard eerie and distant music, Yan Ran paused, and then walked over as if nothing had happened.

The cake with framed flowers and a bouquet of roses broke into his sight, and Fu Ji froze for a moment.

"For you."

Her voice was cold, with a condescending arrogance, like a handout.

"Don't think too much, it's just that the assistant bought an extra serving and brought it back for you if you couldn't finish it."

It was even more deliberate when she said the words, and she was so awkward that she was embarrassed.

Fu Ji's eyes moved away from the roses on the coffee table, and swept across Yan Ran lightly.

The man stood right in front of him, with his back straight and his eyes averted slightly.The upturned pupils of the eyes were quite twinkling, and the pale face made the little red mole on the tip of her nose even more seductive.

Out of the corner of an eye, he dared not look at the TV, which seemed to be deception.

Yan Ran originally wanted to turn off the TV, but then thought that Fu Ji seemed to like watching horror movies, so he had no choice but to endure his fear and pretend nothing had happened.

He looked at the collar around Yan Ran's neck,
He clenched his fingers in a trance, until the white fingertips became bloody, and he smiled softly.

"Thank you."

Fu Ji said thank you, but he didn't open the cake, nor did he intend to eat it.

Yan Ran: "...don't you eat?"

Fu Ji just wanted to refuse, saying that he didn't like to eat this kind of sweet and greasy cake, but when he met those light-colored pupils, it changed into another meaning.

"eat."

Having said all this, Fu Ji pursed his lips, and under Yan Ran's gaze, he opened the package, picked up a spoon and ate.

The taste of being too sweet and greasy to swallow down the throat was not very good, but he chewed without stopping, and the acid in his stomach eroded the cloyingly sweet bread.

The long hair over the shoulders was not combed up, and it hung on the sides when eating, which was inconvenient. Yan Ran felt uncomfortable looking at it, and couldn't help but raise his hand to pin his hair behind his ears.

The warmth went from the scalp to the heart, making him tremble all over, and he violently waved away the frantic palms on the side of his face.

There was a snap, everything was so sudden.

The back of Yan Ran's hand turned red, and she seemed to be stunned, maybe it was the first time she was hit so rudely by someone like him, Yan Ran didn't have any expression on her face, and there was a gleam in her eyes. Layer cool colors.

Fu Ji's eyelashes trembled, and his heart began to beat fast again. It was a bit stuffy, and it felt a bit indescribable, but it must be uncomfortable.

He must not know what he looks like at the moment, like a child who made a mistake in front of his parents, guilty and flustered.

"Sorry……"

He apologized in a low voice, very reluctantly, coldly without making people feel apologetic, it was not from the heart.

This time, Yan Ran didn't hold back, and threw a slap in the face.

Crisp applause resounded through the living room.

Fu Ji was caught off guard, his entire face was crooked from the beating, and soon a reddish slap print appeared on the side of his face, and the sharp jawline was as perfect as a blade.

The blood in his chest was surging, and he didn't know whether it was pain or resentment. Fu Ji turned his head back and lowered his head. His overly long hair covered his face at this moment, and no one could see his expression, and it also covered him The sneer at the corner of his mouth.

Can't put it on anymore?

【Ding!The villain's degree of blackening has reached 90%!]

【Ding!The villain's degree of blackening has reached 95%!]

【Ding!The villain's degree of blackening has reached 99%!]

System: [Ahhhhh!Look what you have done?Woman, you are courting death! 】

Yan Ran: [Don't worry, I'm about to start my performance. 】

The familiar light fragrance hit, his chin was lifted by a warm and soft finger, and his face returned to expressionless.

The pale face was quietly reflected in the deep black pupils.

He thought, if Yan Ran was doing it, then he would break her wrist.

Intense and distorted hatred rolled in his chest, and the hungry beast struggled and roared in his heart. When he was about to break out of this dilapidated cage uncontrollably, another finger as soft as white jade slowly touched it. His slightly swollen cheeks.

There is an indescribable tenderness.

Fu Ji had already stretched out his hand and pinched the lonely wrist, before he had time to exert force, he was confused by the young man's actions.

What is she doing?
Young people love cleanliness very much, and the faint fragrance that emanates from their bodies is clean and pure.

Fingertips slowly slid across Fu Ji's handsome face, with an indescribable tenderness in a trance.

The red palm print was hot.

Fu Ji only felt that half of his face was numb.

Yan Ran's hand seemed to be enchanted, wherever she touched it, she would feel a tingling sensation, which he had never felt before.

Yan Ran lowered his eyelashes, his narrow, light-colored pupils trembled, and the ends of his eyes were flushed, as if he was about to cry, and his voice broke: "Fu Ji, you must not hate me! Do you hear me?"

She insisted on being indifferent, domineering, and ordered from the posture of a superior.

But she doesn't have any momentum at the moment.

The eyes are red, the tip of the nose is also red, and the cold face is stained with painful emotions, like poison deadly, the tails of the long and narrow eyes are dizzy with an ambiguous thin red, and the eye sockets are moist.

It’s just...

It just makes people want to ruin it severely.

how pathetic...

Fu Ji used this face to show her disgust, is it another kind of torture for Yan Ran?

　I want tickets~~

　　
　
(End of this chapter)