The atmosphere in the tea room became more and more lively, with George and Fiona laughing and whispering.
Director Jiang lazily squinted his eyes again, and Fu Youzhi was once again clever but was misled by his cleverness. He stood up directly, stamped his feet, choked his breath, and rushed out of the tea room.
She felt uncomfortable and ran so fast that Gu Yanchen couldn't catch up with her. After searching for a long time, he finally saw her under the shadow of a tree outside Yeyuan Garden.
She was hiding alone in the dim light, and the drunken street lights gave her a touch of ambiguity.
The whole person shrank into a small ball, with his face buried in his arms. Gu Yanchen walked over with his coat and stood beside her. The match made a "striking" sound, a firefly flashed, and he lit a cigarette.
"Leave me alone, get out! Go and film a kissing scene with that blond!" Fu Youzhi pushed his thigh, her voice sounding like a wounded animal, with a cry.
"Who cares about you?" Gu Yanchen sighed, his voice particularly lazy and mellow, with a bit of playfulness and a rare insouciance in front of her.
"I came out to smoke a cigarette and then went back."
"Woo——"
Fu Youzhi's tense shoulders began to tremble completely, her voice whined, and she was obviously crying.
"Da da da"
The footsteps sounded...
"Hey, hubby!"
Fu Youzhi quickly reached out and grabbed his crisp trousers, her voice trembling, with the characteristic out of breath and slight swallowing after crying,
"I know, I was making trouble unreasonably. I wasn't like this before, and I wasn't like this with others either. I, I..."
Fu Youzhi's eyes were filled with tears and she gritted her teeth and said,
"I just can't control myself in front of you. I've been annoyed with myself lately. I lose my temper at every turn, get jealous, and get into trouble... wu wu..."
Fu Youzhi really found that her temper was getting worse and worse. She used to be in charge of the Temple of Wealth alone, and she always laughed at Yan Yan and became the favorite of the gods. It was definitely not something that could be achieved with just one face. At that time, she was considered
Everything is beautiful, and now...
She loses her temper at every turn, and the difficulty of coaxing her has increased exponentially. Even she herself feels that this is bad and wrong, but she just can't control it...
"I was wrong. I will never do this again. I will change it! Husband, don't you like me anymore?"
There was silence for a while.
Fu Youzhi felt that seconds were like years. She looked up at him with red eyes, her snowy skin was covered with bright red, and her deer eyes were blinking.
He threw away the cigarette, bent down, squinted his dark eyes, and rubbed her long hair,
"so cute,"
He pinched her smooth cheek. In the past, he would definitely not be allowed to touch it. But now she made sense and obediently stretched out her face, letting him pinch it.
"Zhizhi is cute no matter she loses her temper or gets awkward. Now that she reflects on herself, she is even cuter..."
"What should I change? Zhizhi is the best. There is no need to change anything. The more you lose your temper, the more cute you will be. Look, it's already so cute that it bubbles up..."
His hand touched the tip of her nose, and she burst into tears. Two snot bubbles came out of her tears, and Gu Yanchen wiped them away with his bare hands.
Fu Youzhi reflected on it, and in the midst of her sadness, she got involved in a bit of embarrassment...
Why do I have to be embarrassed in front of him every time!
Brother, aren’t you a germophobe? Don’t you carry a handkerchief with you? Why are you wiping it with your hands!!!
This trace of embarrassment dissipated a lot of her sadness and sadness...
Now that I say...
Losing your temper is also cute...
Then, Fu Youzhi no longer cried or felt uncomfortable. Instead, she regained the moral high ground. She wiped her tears and said coquettishly,
"Then go away, I'm so angry! Don't let me talk to you!"
She continued to sit on the steps, cowering in fear, waiting for him to try his best to coax her again.
This childish ghost can change his face faster than turning the pages of a book...
Gu Yanchen shook his head, lit another cigarette, and lightly kicked her with his toes.
"Is your butt sore?"
"Humph..." Fu Youzhi twisted her body.
He was standing next to her, one of his long legs was upright and the other was slightly bent. He was so tall, elegant and unparalleled in beauty.
Fu Youzhi nuzzled, secretly glanced at his position, and sat on his feet!
Ah!
Crush you to death!
Not to mention, his calfskin handmade leather shoes are quite comfortable to sit on...
childish……!
Gu Yanchen smiled silently and talked while smoking.
"I won't take pictures of slow people,"
A little lighter on my feet...
"George is a crazy actor. During the filming of his drama, he was not allowed to ask for leave. He worked day and night continuously and shot on location. The last time I was asked to join the team, I stayed there for eight months to make a crappy movie..."
"I can not go,"
He breathed a long sigh of relief, and the ambiguous light danced on his eyelashes, which was particularly beautiful. He lowered his head, and in his deep eyes, only Fu Youzhi was alone. He was silent for a while, pretending to be light-hearted,
"I can not leave you."
Fu Youzhi is about to cry again...
No wonder he would rather acquiesce in plastic surgery than go to the photo shoot. It turns out...
"He can't live without her..."
Fu Youzhi was instantly moved and no longer awkward. Her little heart was soaked in the gentleness of his sweet words.
How could he, a grown man, say such things so easily!
too……
It’s so foul!
Fu Youzhi jumped up from his shoes and hung them around his neck. Her legs were like a koala, hugging his waist tightly.
"husband!"
After saying that, she was about to kiss him.
Gu Yanchen twisted his head and hid,
"No, I still smell of smoke in my mouth..."
"I want it!" Fu Youzhi rubbed against him, held his head, pouted her bright red lips, and started kissing him in various ways.
Gu Yanchen's big hand pushed her little face away, not being accommodating at all.
"No, I have to quit smoking. It's not good for you or your future baby. Fortunately, I'm not that addicted to cigarettes. If I hadn't been flustered by you just now, I wouldn't have smoked two in a row..."
Seeing that Fu Youzhi was about to shed tears again because she blamed herself, Gu Yanchen quickly shut up.
Although he seemed careless on the surface, he searched the whole park and asked everyone before finally finding his lost and found...
Fu Youzhi was silent again...
Obediently, she was carried by him towards the garage. She was very close to him and could smell his scent clearly. The clear woody fragrance was like burning a cedar tree in the heavy snow to keep warm. The burning incense and woody fragrance.
It becomes more and more rich and intoxicating.
The hooked Fu Youzhi couldn't bear it at all,
"Honey, can you just kiss your lips? You won't smell the smoke. Zhizhi wants to kiss you."
He curled his lips and said nothing, but he didn't hide anymore.
Fu Youzhi finally got what she wanted. She closed her eyes and fell into a dream of pines and cypresses in the snow with him.
After lingering for a long time, he licked the corner of his bitten lip, pinched the back of her neck, pressed it against the car door, and said helplessly and angrily,
"Liar! You liar!"
"Slightly, slightly -"
Fu Youzhi was extremely proud and smiled with excitement. Unfortunately, she was so happy that she was soon stuffed into the back seat of the Maybach.
The car door was quickly closed, the driver stepped on the accelerator, and the fender was pulled up, cutting off a small world.