Feng Jiuci quickly pressed his body against the wall.
Prevent An Qi from discovering his physical changes and drive him away as a gangster.
Feng Jiuci burst into tears.
No need to test.
He was now 100% sure that he really had thoughts about An Qi unknowingly.
But……
Why.
How could he like An Qi? This is unscientific.
"What are you doing?"
Finished washing the dishes.
An Qi took off her apron and hung it on the wall. She turned around and saw Feng Jiuci hanging on the wall with a very troubled expression. She blinked and said, "Are you trying to imitate a gecko to climb the wall?"
She looked at him.
A pair of clear black and white apricot eyes are astonishingly bright under the light.
When she looked at her like this, Feng Jiuci felt that the heat that had just subsided from his body surged up again. His whole body formed a "big" shape and he pressed harder against the wall.
"Ha, haha." He laughed dryly, "I just finished eating hot pot. I'm hot, the wall is cool, and I'm cooling down."
"..."
Is it hot?
Why didn't she feel it?
An Qi scratched her head and said softly "Oh". She ignored Feng Jiuci and found a broom to sweep the floor. She said casually, "Then you go on. The electricity bill is too expensive, so I won't turn on the air conditioner for you."
An Qi swept the floor quickly and mopped it again.
Finish the housework.
When I looked up, I saw Feng Jiuci still posted on the wall.
Her eyes gradually became weird, "Feng Jiuci, you... don't have any perverted hobbies, such as... fetishes? When I was watching videos, I saw that some people abroad would marry trees or flowers. You, you
You won’t fall in love with my wall, will you?”
"..."
There are words of hardship in Feng Jiu Ci.
He was glued to the wall and did not dare to move. He twitched the corners of his mouth and said, "Why don't you write novels if you have such a rich imagination?"
"I wrote it, but I threw it into the street."
"..."
An Qi washed her hands and put the cut fruit plate bought by Feng Jiuci on the dining table. She invited Feng Jiuci, "Isn't it hot? Come over and eat some fruit to cool down."
"Haha, no need, this wall is quite suitable for cooling down."
"But... you've been sticking it up for so long, it's time for the wall to be warmed by you."
"..."
The second thing is that the wall is hot.
The key point now is that he has maintained this posture for too long, and his blood has not circulated. Now his hands and feet are numb, and Feng Jiuci can't stand.
He glanced sideways at An Qi.
Angel is eating fruit with her head down.
As long as he moves away from the wall quickly enough, An Qi shouldn't be able to see the changes in his body...right?
Just move when you say it.
Feng Jiuci moved his hands and feet first, and then turned around suddenly when An Qi wasn't paying attention. His movement was too big, and An Qi subconsciously turned her head when she heard the movement.
Eyes facing each other.
Feng Jiuci subconsciously lowered his head and glanced at himself.
An Qi also subconsciously followed his gaze and looked over.
The next second.
rub!
An Qi blushed and jumped up from the dining chair. Her eyes widened and she pointed at Feng Jiuci with trembling fingers, "You, you, you..."
It’s over, it’s over!
Found!
Feng Jiuci gritted his teeth and was about to express his love to An Qi, but before he could speak, An Qi's trembling voice rang out.
"Feng Jiuci, you pervert! How dare you say you have no idea about my wall!"
"ha?"
An Qi took a few steps back and distanced herself from Feng Jiuci. She stared at Feng Jiuci in disbelief, "You actually did such an obscene thing to my wall, you... are shameless."
"..."
Feng Jiuci's face darkened, "You misunderstood, I..."
"I saw it with my own eyes, don't even think about making excuses."
He was fine when he was going to the kitchen to wash the dishes for her, but after sticking it to the wall... it became like that. He dared to say it was a misunderstanding!
Misunderstood his uncle!
She had always known that Feng Jiuci was somewhat unreliable, but she never expected that he could be so unreliable.
If you have such a shameful habit, shouldn't you be careful for fear of being discovered by others?
He was actually like this at her house...
Doesn’t his own house have walls?
An Qi's thoughts were crazy. She thought about it carefully. The walls in Mr. Feng's house seemed to be covered with wall coverings, while the ones in her house were made of ceramic tiles. Could it be that he only loved tiled walls?
How perverted!
An Qi glanced at the wall.
She felt that her wall had been molested and her wall was unclean.
"Feng Jiuci, you have gone too far."
"..."
Feng Jiuci wanted to die now. He quickly sat down on the dining chair and used the dining table to block An Qi's strange eyes. He explained to An Qi with difficulty, "I don't have a fetish. I like it."
actually……"
“If you dare to do it, don’t take it seriously!”
An Qi interrupted him angrily, "Although your hobby is very perverted, I have seen it with my own eyes. Why are you denying it? I know what you are worried about. Don't worry, I won't tell others."
"..."
Feng Jiuci has never been so social as at this moment.
He tried to struggle, "I..."
"I understand!"
"you……"
"Don't worry, after all, we are just friends. I really won't tell anyone." After a moment of silence, she added, "Sister Jiang, I won't tell either."
"..."
Even if he jumps into the Yellow River now, he won't be able to clean himself.
Feng Jiuci was powerless.
never mind.
Let her think what she wants.
Isn't he just a pervert? A pervert is a pervert. The fact that he likes An Qi is very perverted to him.
Feng Jiuci simply didn't explain.
Even if I explain it, the result will not be much better.
If he tells An Qi that the person he likes is her, An Qi will either think that he is making excuses, or... if she knows that he is sexually assaulting her and reacts, An Qi might beat him up.
His small body cannot withstand An Qi's fist.
He pricked a piece of watermelon with a toothpick and put it in his mouth.
"What are you doing?"
"relieve inflammation!"
"..."
Feng Jiuci was so embarrassed that he couldn't stay any longer.
When his body's reaction disappeared, he decisively found an excuse and ran away. The moment the entrance door closed, the two people inside and outside the door breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.
Feng Jiu Ci fled in despair.
In the house.
In the living room.
After Feng Jiuci left, An Qi rushed to the kitchen immediately, washed the rag, and wiped the wall where Feng Jiuci had just posted it.
While wiping, she whispered, "Oh my god, the special habits of rich people are really scary..."
Said.
She also shivered with lingering fear.
…
Ten o'clock in the evening.
After washing, An Qi put on her pajamas and lay on the bed.
She took out her phone and was about to check it for a while. As soon as she unlocked it, she saw several missed calls on her phone. The moment she saw the caller ID, An Qi's heart suddenly sank.
Five missed calls.
The earliest one was half an hour ago, and the latest one was just five minutes ago.
Just when An Qi was hesitating whether to call back, the phone rang again.
She hesitated for a moment and finally answered the phone.
"Hello? Dad!"
"Damn girl, why are you just answering the phone now!"
"I was busy just now and didn't hear the phone ring." An Qi pursed her lips, "Is something wrong?"
"Of course! Your mother, your brother and I took the high-speed rail to Jiangcheng. Now the whole family is at the high-speed rail station. Come and pick us up quickly."