After hanging up the phone, Chen Chu subconsciously looked at Fu Yan beside him, "The phone was called by Zhou Zile."

She said, pausing: "He said Bo Wunian had a car accident last night, so I'll visit him today."

"Do you want to go?"

Fu Yan looked at her, the smile on her face was as always, and her peach blossom eyes were filled with gentleness, but Chen Chu still felt different.

He didn't say anything ups and downs, and it was like asking her if she was hungry.

Chen Chu knew that Fu Yan was actually very stingy. She put her phone behind her, moved her hand and hugged his neck, putting herself in his arms: "Are you jealous again?"

Fu Yan reached out to put his hand around her waist, moved, adjusted his sitting position and hugged her into his arms: "Isn't that possible?"

He looked down at her and admitted generously.

Chen Chu bent his lips and smiled: "Yes, of course."

She said, paused, and looked at him with a smile: "But before being jealous, should you ask me what I think?"

Fu Yan raised his eyebrows, "What did that baby think?"

Chen Chu hated him and said, "I don't want to see him, I have nothing to do with him."

When Chen Chu said this, the expression on his face was a little cold.

She paused, raised her hand and touched Fu Yan's face, "Although you may not believe it, I really don't love him at all now, and I don't like him anymore."

She looked at him and spoke very seriously.

But such words like love are shy, and Chen Chu's face turned a little red as he said it.

Fu Yan listened to her confessional words, and felt a huge storm in his heart, but his face remained silent: "Who does that baby like now? Do me?"

He looked at her with a bright look, with expectations in his peach blossom eyes.

Chen Chu's cheeks were hot when he was seen. He looked away at his hand, lowered his head and said quickly: "Why don't you like you for being with you?"

Fu Yan's hands were particularly beautiful, slender and straight, with clear joints. Chen Chu lowered his head and looked at his hands again.

Well, fortunately, my hands are not bad either.

As soon as his five fingers were opened, Fu Yan's hand fell over, held the back of her hand and reached his fingers through the gaps of her fingers, then clasped her hand and finally tightened it.

Chen Chu turned his head and looked at him: "What are you doing?"

Fu Yan lowered his head and pressed his chin against her shoulders: "I didn't hear clearly what my baby said just now."

The sound in his ears was low and clear, because he was approaching, Chen Chu could hear his faint breathing.

Chen Chu felt that his cheeks were a little hot, and there seemed to be a ball of fire in Fu Yan's palm, and her hands, which were tightly clasped by his five fingers, were also hot.

She didn't say anything, Fu Yan's head tilted, and he looked at her slightly against her cheek: "I seem to hear my baby say she likes me."

He said, and suddenly laughed, "It's such a coincidence that I like you too."

The laughter that came out of his chest was clear and shocking. Chen Chu was held like this by him, and his back was against his chest. She could feel the vibration of Fu Yan's chest when he was laughing.

She moved for a moment and wanted to come out of his arms, but she was hugged tighter by him.

Chen Chu also glanced at him, embarrassed and helpless: "Fu Yan, please let go of me first."

She was quick and couldn't breathe anymore.

Hearing her slight pleading sound, Fu Yan's hand holding her slightly loosened.
Chapter completed!