He came with great glory

Chapter 179 I'm Angry
"The last time my brother saved me, I didn't even have time to tell my brother my name. My name is Xie Tiantian. I came today to thank you."

Xie Tiantian's gaze moved away from Fu Ying and landed on Shen Liguang, eyes full of joy.

Fu Ying felt depressed and suddenly felt sour.

No wonder he was so narrow-minded when he was jealous.

It turned out that she felt the same way.

Fu Ying was sullen, turned and went into the bedroom.

A single apartment, small in size, just one bedroom.

Xie Tiantian watched Fu Ying walk in, the door opened and closed, and she saw a lot of girls' things inside.

Shen Liguang glanced at the door, and slowly turned cold: "One of the people who saved you is called Qian Zheng, and the other is called Wu Xiaowu. We have found the wrong person."

"I'm here to find you."

Shen Liguang lowered his head and lit a cigarette, and glanced at Xie Tiantian: "Come out with me, I have something to tell you."

The wind outside was blowing the branches, the branches were bare, the leaves were gone, but there were bird nests.

Shen Liguang took a puff of the cigarette, still reminiscing about Fu Ying's taste, and felt very dry.

He glanced back at Xie Tiantian. Because of his weight problem, walking was very strenuous.

"Brother, can you wait for me?"

Shen Liguang frowned again.

I am used to hearing girls as gentle and soft "brother", so I can't hear others call him that anymore.

It always felt weird, but he couldn't tell where it was weird, as if he wanted to make this name her exclusive, other people didn't matter, he just wanted the girl to call him that all the time.

Xie Tiantian called him again, and Shen Liguang stood still and waited for her.

The cold wind makes people sober, and the hotness is gone.

He pointed flickeringly, the fat girl looked at him, and suddenly felt that the indifferent expression on his face was so alienated.

It's completely different from kissing that girl just after entering the door.

Fu Ying sat on the bed, hugged her knees and hid her legs in her arms.

He knew that with his profession and good looks, girls would like him.

Now, all the little girls have come to the door.

Fu Ying took a deep breath, her chest hurt and stuffy.

She felt that she was going to be out of breath, so she went to the window and opened it for air.

Downstairs, Shen Liguang was standing by a small street lamp, and the girl called him "brother".

The man was unmoved and looked at her: "I don't know what you are thinking, but I think I should be able to guess what you are thinking. You are still young and should go to school well. Other thoughts are not what you should have at your age."

Shen Liguang raised his head and looked upstairs. Fu Ying lay on the window and looked down. She probably sensed that he was about to look up, so she immediately looked away and turned to walk inside.

Shen Liguang raised his lips and smiled: "Go back, don't come here again."

After speaking, he pinched his cigarette and went upstairs.

The bedroom was quiet, and Fu Ying heard the door open.

She hurriedly took a book and put it in front of her, pretending to read it.

Knowing that she didn't read a single word, Shen Liguang couldn't help feeling amused.

He stretched out his hand to take the book away, the little girl pursed her lips with a stern face, seeing her jealous and angry for the first time, she was quite cute.

"Tsk, are you jealous?"

"No." There was anger in the little girl's voice, which made Shen Liguang's heart itch.

In his eyes, the little girl is also like acting like a baby when she is angry.

Mainly because of her unique voice and intonation, soft and waxy, which easily tickles his heart.

"You're still angry, what did you do at the nightclub last time?"

"Looking for fun." Fu Ying grabbed the quilt to cover herself, especially like a child when she was having a temper.

Shen Liguang laughed suddenly, his shoulders trembled slightly, and he pulled the quilt on her body: "Say it again."

"Go away I want to sleep."

Fu Ying grabbed the quilt and turned over, with her back to him.

The little girl's back is stubborn and self-willed.

Shen Liguang licked his lips, feeling quite amusing.

"Did you sleep without taking off your clothes?"

"I like to sleep with my clothes on."

"But I like to sleep off."

She was not very upbeat, but her face was still red: "Don't come here, you go to sleep on the sofa."

Fu Ying started to play a little temper, but the man didn't give her this chance at all, he turned her body and kissed her.

Fu Ying was still angry and her face was tense in an instant.

"What are you doing, I'm angry."

"Well, I'm coaxing you."

Shen Liguang lowered his head and held her lips.

Kiss her shortness of breath, all kinds of meat and eight vegetables.

His breath was hot and humid: "Return?"

Fu Ying tightly grasped the sweater on his body with her fingers, her little face flushed slightly: "No, I'm not angry anymore."

"Then shall we go to eat?"

Fu Ying nodded.

Shen Liguang put on his coat, wrapped Fu Ying in a down jacket, and he put the hat on her head with his hand.

"What to eat?"

Fu Ying stared at a dazzling street of snacks and found herself in trouble.

No matter how cold this winter is, people love food.

The threshold of a mala tang restaurant was almost smashed, and the wonton restaurant next door was crowded with people.

Fu Ying really didn't want to join in the excitement, so she pointed to a hotpot restaurant: "Hotpot."

"Listen to you."

The man grabbed her and entered the store, and it was rare to eat with him.

The man was very considerate and asked her everything, but Shen Liguang found out that the girl ate everything.

"We have been together for two years and rarely eat together."

Shen Liguang paused, nodded: "En."

Fu Ying took a deep breath and smiled: "It's okay."

He didn't know if he said "it's okay" to comfort himself, or to comfort him again.

It's just that the atmosphere fell silent suddenly, the hot pot was boiled, and there was a "gurgling" sound, the white mist rose slightly, and the people in front of me began to be hazy.

"Why do you always look at your brother?"

Fu Ying came back to her senses, lowered her head, her cheeks flushed, "Just take a look."

Shen Liguang chuckled and teased her: "I used to love to watch it, and even peeked at it."

"Can't you see it?"

"You will be charged later."

Fu Ying frowned, and retorted: "Then you will be charged for kissing me in the future."

"Only dear?"

Fu Ying blushed.

She simply stopped talking and buried herself in eating.

Shen Liguang laughed silently.

After eating a meal for more than an hour, there was no one on the road when I came out.

The two walked back hand in hand.

Walking quietly on the road like this, Fu Ying hoped that this road would be very, very long, and that she would have to travel far, far away.

"I can't accompany you tonight," he said.

The road was quiet at night, and his voice could be heard very clearly.

Fu Ying nodded, without asking why, only one word: "Okay."

"Are you going home, or going to the apartment again?"

"Apartment, it's close to the school."

Shen Liguang sent her back to the apartment, and told her downstairs: "Be careful alone, remember that someone knocks on the door to look through the peephole, strangers don't open the door, the door must be locked, the windows are the same, and don't eat candy after brushing your teeth at night..."

His series of exhortations warmed my heart.

She raised her hand and pulled off the hat, stood on tiptoe, grabbed the collar of his coat and pulled it down, and kissed him.

"I see, brother."

Shen Liguang licked his lips, his Adam's apple rolled, and his eyes were dark.

"Don't take the initiative."

"It's exhausting."

(End of this chapter)