Afraid of me?: "I'm a germophobe and don't like others touching my lips. Do you understand?"
Liu Feifei hadn't noticed the coldness in his eyes yet, and said coquettishly: "We were so happy just now, don't you still dislike me?"
Her peach blossom eyes narrowed dangerously, and the force in Chu Ran's hand transferred to her neck, and suddenly tightened, and Liu Feifei's color changed instantly.
Chu Ran lowered his head, his eyes roamed over her facial features, and the strength in his hands became tighter and tighter, but he said casually: "Don't think of yourself as important, you are nothing."
He was so strong that Liu Feifei couldn't breathe. Her eyes finally showed fear, and she slapped his strong arms with both hands. She was so scared.
Chu Ran let go of his hand, and Liu Feifei was like a fish returning to the water, breathing desperately. After a while, her red face improved from holding back.
He looks harmless on the surface, but is actually a devil.
Liu Feifei half-knelt and half-sat beside him, and then she felt that she had just walked through the gate of hell, and her back was soaked with layers of cold shouts.
"Afraid?" He suddenly said warmly.
Liu Feifei didn't dare to look at him and just shook her head: "No...no."
Chu Ran chuckled, lit a cigarette, put it in his mouth, took a puff and spit it out. The smell of vanilla instantly filled the room.
"Come here." He patted his side, and Liu Feifei didn't dare to neglect and immediately moved over. He took her into his arms, his movements as gentle as water, as if the scene of pinching her neck just now had never happened before him.
With his comfort, Liu Feifei's mood gradually calmed down. He stroked her round shoulders and chuckled: "Can I invest in a movie for you?"
In his gentle words, her fearful heart gradually calmed down, Liu Feifei said: "Really?"
"Can I still lie to you?"
"Thank you, Mr. Chu."
Chu Ran was about to speak when the cell phone placed on the bedside table suddenly rang. He frowned and looked over, reached for it and was startled when he saw the caller ID on it clearly.
Xiao Wan called.
Why did she call?
Seeing him dazed with his mobile phone, Liu Feifei asked curiously: "Young Master Chu, who is this?"
Chu Ran didn't respond, still holding the phone thoughtfully, the phone kept ringing, and the cigarette ashes fell on his leg and burned him, which woke him up.
Chu Ran stubbed out the cigarette and pressed the connect button: "Hey, Xiaowan."
There was no sound over there.
Chu Ran frowned: "Xiao Wan?"
*
On the other end of the phone, Xiao Wan was sleeping soundly. The phone was placed by her pillow, but she accidentally dialed it. She didn't know all this. She was forced to do some exercise by someone, and she was exhausted to death.
As soon as he stopped, she leaned against the pillow and fell asleep almost immediately.
Half asleep and half awake, she felt like she was being squeezed and out of breath, and her whole body was still sticky. She subconsciously muttered: "I'm hot..."
Fu Ziheng always slept lightly, and he woke up halfway when the little girl was thrashing around. When he heard her mumbling, he put his hand into her clothes and touched her, and sure enough, she was covered in sweat.
He unbuttoned two buttons of her pajamas to let her breathe. But just in the middle of the action, Xiao Wan suddenly opened her eyes: "What are you doing?"
Fu Ziheng paused: "Take off your clothes for you."
"What are you taking off your clothes for?"
"Didn't you call me hot?"
"oh."
After finishing his words, he closed his eyes again.
After waiting for a long time and still not hearing any movement from her, Fu Ziheng stretched his head and saw that the little thing had already fallen asleep. The moment he woke up just now seemed to be his illusion.
He smiled, lay down again, stretched out his hand to pull her over, trapped her in his arms, and held her very tightly.