An Yixi looked up at Fu Liyan, and saw a wild evil on his clear face, and immediately became angry, "In front of a middle-aged man, I am not hungry enough to have other thoughts." ”

Hearing the four words of the middle-aged man, Fu Liyan tightened his brows. "I'm Chinese New Year's Eve one today, not much older than you."

An Yixi's temples jumped suddenly, did she look that old?

Women, the most annoying thing when others say that she is old, An Yixi is no exception, and suddenly played her teeth and said: "I am only twenty-five, and when my uncle fell in love, I was still wearing open crotch pants, of course, there is a big difference." ”

"You mean you're wearing open crotch pants right now?" Fu Li Yanyun said lightly, looking calm and restrained, but An Yixi saw some banter in his eyes, which made his whole person burn.

An Yixi couldn't find words for a while.

Uncle Lin was even more shocked that his jaw was about to fall, he had been with Fu Liyan for ten years, and he had never seen Mr. Fu wipe a woman's saliva, let alone his joking.

Because of distraction, seeing that he was about to bump into the woman crossing the road in front of him, Uncle Lin hurriedly turned around.

Because of inertia, An Yixi fell to the side.

Fu Liyan subconsciously hugged her, afraid that she would bump into her, so he used some force in his hand, but the softness in his hand spread to his body like an electric current, and there was a numbness on his back that rushed directly to his brain.

An Yixi wanted to thank her, but when she saw him holding her ...... tightly, she suddenly became annoyed and angry, "Mr. Fu, you are a hooligan." ”

Fu Liyan looked down at her, a flickering light flashed in his eyes, "Isn't it you who threw yourself into your arms?" ”

"How could I possibly throw a hug on you?" An Yixi pushed Fu Liyan and struggled to get up.

A trace of gloom flashed in Fu Liyan's eyes, and before An Yixi could see it clearly, he leaned over and grabbed her lips.

Domineering long drive straight in.

The strong masculine smell blows on her face, like the smell of grass in the sun, pure and mellow with red wine.

Stirred, entwined. Closed, so that she can't breathe a little air, and can only absorb more of the breath that belongs to him.

An Yixi's stunned eyes grew and she was a little dizzy.

Suddenly thought that he had been insulted, and just wanted to bite off Fu Liyan's tongue that he had made in her mouth, Fu Liyan seemed to have an insight, took a step faster, let go of his lips, and said coldly: "If you want to talk about throwing hooligans, this is." ”

There is no lust in his eyes, on the contrary, the clarity and sharpness make him sharp and domineering, and the whole person is shrouded in the golden light of the street lamp, which has a sense of sacrosanctity.

When An Yixi was even more stunned, Fu Liyan pushed her away.

"I'm sorry, Miss An, just now a woman suddenly appeared, and I will turn out sharply." Uncle Lin explained.

An Yixi realized that she was really 'throwing herself into her arms', she was not an unreasonable person, she was embarrassed just now, so she subconsciously retorted, and now that she thinks about it, all her arrogance has disappeared, and she looks back at Fu Liyan.

He had closed his eyes and pursed his lips, and even when he was sleeping, there was an indescribable majesty, like a king.

An Yixi is still a little afraid that he will be angry, I have seen his courage to deal with bald heads, and I have also seen his ease of socializing, he is really a person who cannot be offended.

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