An Yixi bit his lip and looked at him, with helpless caution in his eyes, and nodded his arm.

Fu Liyan didn't open his eyes, and his face became more and more three-dimensional because of the coldness.

"I'm sorry, I was impatient." An Yixi sincerely apologized.

Fu Liyan still closed his eyes.

An Yixi sighed lightly, thinking of her father, no matter how angry her father was with her before, as long as she was coquettish, he would forgive him.

An Yixi has never been coquettish since three years ago, and her expression is a little embarrassed, but his cold violence to her like this is really uncomfortable.

An Yixi turned around, facing Fu Liyan, his hands turned into fists, tilted his head slightly, and said: "Uncle is the most handsome and attractive man I have ever seen, and now it is popular to control uncles." ”

She's not a lie, either, so it sounds a little bit believable.

Fu Liyan opened his eyes, squinting deeply at An Yixi's ruddy face, his eyes were like a vast ocean, not allowing anyone to prying eyes.

An Yixi naturally didn't know what he was thinking, she looked at her, just like she used to please her father, her long eyelashes covered her bright eyes, like two flickering ink fans, Xiumei gently raised up, pursed her mouth from time to time, and had an expression like a request.

Fu Liyan was looked at like this, and some parts began to harden, and he couldn't help frowning.

An Yixi frowned at him, thinking that he was still angry. Holding his arm with both hands, he said embarrassedly, "I'm sorry." ”

When she said she was sorry, she was still looking at his face, Fu Liyan could see through it at a glance, in fact, she was a girl who was very good at observing words and feelings, and her eyes flashed with smart light when she observed words and colors.

"How often do you look at men like this?" He asked in a deep voice, his eyes deep as he was secretive.

An Yixi didn't expect him to say this suddenly, and her mind was blank for a while, what did she think of men?

Is it that you won't be coquettish for a few years, and the expression is wrong?

"I'm not an uncle to you, and you're not a lolley to me." Fu Liyan suddenly stretched out his long arm and pressed the back of An Yixi's head, his eyes were sharp, a little domineering, "Say it well, who am I yours?" ”

An Yixi was pressed by him and couldn't move, his little head was in his hands, and he felt his anger as if he didn't exist.

Was he angry at her that he was old?

"Mr. Fu?" An Yixi shouted.

"Call again."

How did An Yixi know what he wanted to hear her call him, blinked his eyes, and tentatively shouted, "Oba? ”

Fu Liyan pressed the back of An Yixi's head, he leaned forward, his lips gradually approached, to the side of her face, leaning on An Yixi's face as if nothing, and the heavy breath was spit on An Yixi's face, An Yixi felt a little itchy and avoided it.

"Fu Liyan." He whispered in her ear.

Calling her by name is an equal relationship, for example, between lovers, friends, husband and wife, An Yixi suddenly remembered that he called her Yixi during the meal, and she and he were not so familiar with each other.

An Yixi thought that she had been in the mall for three years and was also a good observer, but she found that she couldn't see through this man named Fu Liyan at all.

After Fu Liyan finished speaking, he let go of her, continued to lie on the back of the chair, and closed his eyes.

As he drifted away, a kind of depression hung over the car.

After quieting down, An Yixi noticed a faint pain in his chest and wanted to rub it, but he was embarrassed in the car, so he could only turn sideways, turn his back to Fu Liyan, and look out the window.