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Chapter 21

But when she raised her eyes, there was an indescribable tenderness, so shallow that it was almost unnoticeable.

He couldn't help showing a smile, his eyes curled up, and he asked, "Why didn't Brother Yan ask me if it hurts?"

Yan Ran: ...

In Fu Ji's sight, Yan Ran seemed to sigh but didn't seem to.

She just reached out and stroked Fu Ji's hair. This action made Fu Ji pause for an instant.

Yan Ran's body was obviously still exuding a cold air, but her fingertips were unexpectedly soft and warm, just like the static electricity that often appeared in dry winter passed through his body, and his whole body was numb from the electricity.

He abruptly stopped the act of trying to shake his hand away, he remained motionless, and the smile on his face gradually froze.

Now, Yan Ran let out a soft laugh, like coaxing a child.

"If it hurts, do you want Brother Yan to blow it?"

Fu Ji's disappointing heart missed a beat.

The adult world always requires pretense.

Especially at the dinner table for entertainment.

Those old foxes are smarter than the other, and if they are not careful, they will be bitten off by the other party.

Yan Ran also spent a lot of effort and energy in negotiating this business.

She was busy very late, and originally wanted to go back, but Fu Yi made a phone call.

The other end of the phone was rather noisy, but the man's gentle voice was still unique: "Xiao Ran?"

Yan Ran frowned, paused for a while, and hummed softly.

"Come out to play?" He added: "I'll wait for you at the old place."

Yan Ran thought about it and agreed.

She sent a message to Fu Ji and asked the driver to drive over.

This bar is reserved by Fu Yi, he doesn't like that kind of noisy and confusing bar.

The decoration of Qing Bar is very stylish, with long music, in the form of partitions, separated by ancient screens.

Yan Ran came, Fu Yi saw it at a glance, he wanted to come, but the people around him were talking to him, and he couldn't interrupt, so he had to watch Yan Ran sit aside.

He endured his impatience, and waited for the man to finish speaking before turning around and coming to Yan Ran's side, with an urgency that he didn't know.

After Yan Ran sat down, she leaned on the deck and closed her eyes slightly. Even though Fu Yi was already sitting beside her and called her name, she didn't open her eyes.

Fu Yi got a glass of wine and asked him, "Do you want some?"

Hearing Fu Yi's words, she opened her eyes and shook her head: "No need."

Fu Yi drank a few sips by himself, looked at Yan Ran's closed eyes and said with a smile: "Are you tired from work? You've lost weight."

As he spoke, he reached out and touched Yan Ran's face, the delicate touch made his movements pause for a while.

Yan Ran opened his eyes slightly, and suddenly grabbed Fu Yi's collar.

The non-glare lights brought a sense of confusion and hallucinations on their faces, and they were very close.

"You care about me so much?" Yan Ran smiled casually: "If you let your girlfriend know, you will be jealous, right?"

Fu Ji was stunned, and moved suddenly. His nose slid across Yan Ran's face and sniffed, and he came to a conclusion, "You are drunk."

Yan Ran was sober, "I'm not drunk."

Fu Yi's gaze moved from her cold white face to the tip of her nose, where there was a red mole, he touched Yan Ran's red eyelids, and said in a soft voice, "Okay, you are not drunk."

Yan Ran didn't let go, and called him on the phone, "Did I tell you, don't call me Xiao Ran."

Her tone became heavier: "I don't like it, don't call me that next time."

Probably because her expression was too indifferent, Fu Yi finally sensed something was wrong, and the tenderness on his face faded a little, "Why?"

"There is no reason, I just don't like it, I just hate it, there is no reason, is it okay?"

This was the first time Yan Ran refuted his words so mercilessly.

A crack appeared on Fu Yi's always gentle and impeccable face, he frowned, his eyes flashed a little dark, "It's fine, if you don't like it, I won't bark."

Fu Yi is proud. Although he is gentle on the surface, he is arrogant in his bones.

A dog that wagged its tail at him every day suddenly became mad at him, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

He looked at Yan Ran's cold and pale side face, got up and left.

Fu Yi deliberately left Yan Ran there alone, talking with the person next to him with a smile on his face.

For pets that are too bad, you must use means to give her some color.

Yan Ran sat for a while, feeling drowsy from alcohol, and glanced at his phone, it was quite late.

I also noticed that Fu Ji replied to a message, it has been quite a long time.

--I'll pick you up.

Yan Ran typed and said it was too late, so don't bother.

Fu Ji replied in seconds: I'm already on my way.

Yan Ran smiled, the tiredness in his eyes faded a little, and he replied that he should be careful on the road.

Fu Yi, who had been observing Yan Ran from the corner of his eye, certainly did not miss the flashing smile on her face.

That smile is the one he is most familiar with, because every time Yan Ran faces him with this smile, but now it appears because of someone else.

Fu Yi's breathing was slightly stagnant, and his eyes were as dark as rough waves.

A thought flashed through my heart.

Could it be that the reason why Yan Ran has been so indifferent to him recently is because she likes someone else?

It stands to reason that Fu Yi should breathe a sigh of relief. After all, he is a very normal person. To him, Yan Ran's love and touch are no different from harassment. If it wasn't because he was afraid of Yan Ran's background, how could he endure it? to this point.

Every time Yan Ran looked at him with those eyes full of love, Fu Ji had the urge to goug her eyes out.

Now that the pervert has shifted his target, his heart is unexpectedly empty.

Fu Yi's expression looked extremely gloomy under the dim light, and he lowered his eyelashes to hide the emotions inside.

"Fu Yi? Are you alright? You look a bit unwell." The person who was chatting with him sensed something was wrong with Fu Ji.

Looking up, he showed a gentle smile: "It's okay, where did we talk just now?"

The person opposite spoke with great interest, but Fu Yi didn't listen to a single word.

Not long after, the young man sitting on the sofa stood up and walked towards him.

Fu Yi quickly withdrew his peripheral vision, his back straightened, the smile on his face deepened, and his handsome and elegant profile was perfect.

He thought that Yan Ran came to talk to him on his own initiative, perhaps to apologize, because of the lukewarm attitude just now, maybe it was just a way to attract him, so he was mocking and disdainful in his heart.

The clear and hoarse voice unique to youth sounded in my ear: "Fu Yi."

Fu Yi pretended not to hear, and waited for Yan Ran to call out again before turning his head, as if he had just noticed that the gentle expression towards others just now had softened a little, alienated and indifferent: "What's the matter?"

　Large-scale face-slapping scene

　　
　
(End of this chapter)