"You're a weird person. You can be sentimental, but you say you need loyalty in relationships. Are you too funny?" After hearing Fang Che's words, Su San couldn't help laughing.
"I don't think I'm sentimental, after all, it's about getting what each other needs. They want to love me, and when they love me, I say I need loyalty, and they say yes. But I can't give them the love they want, so I've hurt many women.
heart, so now I get the title of a playboy. Amorous? Who can say that I didn't seriously want to date them, but in the end, I still failed to fall in love with them."
Fang Che was slightly sad when he said this, his eyes as deep as the sea.
Su San looked away from his complicated eyes and suddenly felt that this man was telling the truth.
If you don’t love, you don’t love. If you love, you love. There is no way to say who is right and who is wrong.
"Mistress, why is it so difficult to fall in love with someone?" Fang Che opened his lips quietly.
"It's not difficult. It's just that you haven't met your ideal partner, it's just that your fate hasn't come yet, but the women you dated before are not your cup of tea." Su San comforted Fang Che, hoping to give him some advice.
A little encouragement from this man to continue looking for true love.
Fang Che didn't say anything when he heard what I said. He took the wine from her hand and drank it.
Su San was stunned. That was her cup. How could he be so unhygienic?
"My mistress is still kind. When I said this before, everyone sneered." Fang Che said as he handed the finished wine glass back to Su San.
Su San took it naturally, and then heard him say: "Xiao San, I just remembered that you and I kissed indirectly just now. No wonder the wine tastes so sweet, just like the taste when I kissed you -
"
"Fang Che, you idiot!" Su San was stunned for a moment, then let out a violent roar, interrupting Fang Che's words.
If she could, she wanted to throw the wine glass in her hand at this man. This pervert was so abominable!
She actually sympathized with him just now. This man was just a pervert, full of erotic thoughts.
"Xiao San, you are so beautiful even when you are angry." Fang Che approached Su San with a playful smile.
"Fang Che, will you die if you don't speak?"
Fang Che nodded and answered the question inappropriately: "Xiao San, what you say is really vicious."
Su San pointed to his beautiful nose.
Wasn't it because of him that she spoke venomously? She filled her wine glass with wine, raised her head and drank it in one gulp. Just after she finished drinking, she remembered that this man had touched the wine glass just now.
Remembering what the man said about indirect kisses, she felt very uncomfortable and hurriedly changed to another wine glass.
Fang Che was a little dazzled watching Su San's series of movements. He opened his thin lips with a half-smile: "Xiaosan, I've already kissed you, so what else is there to hide? In fact, I want to kiss you for real, now.
You make me feel uncomfortable."
As he spoke, he did not forget to give Su San an ambiguous wink.
Su San looked up to the sky helplessly and sighed.
There are thousands of kinds of people in the world, and Fang Che is definitely the most shameless one.
She walked to the bow of the boat with a wine glass in hand, staying far away from the man.
This place is really nice and picturesque. If she were a beautiful lady from ancient times, then she in this painting would be a beautiful painting.
She drank the wine in one gulp without realizing it. As soon as the wine entered her stomach, her face felt a little hot.
