Sick pet: Fu Shaonuan's wife has to be coaxed

Chapter 127 074: You Owe Me!

Chapter 127 074: You Owe Me!

"I..." Mu Jinyue was speechless for a long while, feeling that it was really unwise to tell a random lie just now.

She doesn't like to lie, she grew up so big, most of her pretentiousness was used to catch Mu Yingping.

And this person is the one she doesn't want to cheat. Although she will hide something, she is not willing to cheat.

"I lied to you just now. I'm not playing games, and I don't usually play games." She bit her lower lip, her voice was low, and she felt really embarrassed, and emphasized: "It's just that the phone is right next to you. That's all."

On the other side, Fu Yan was stunned for a few seconds.

Of course he knew that Mu Jinyue wasn't playing games, so he was just teasing her by asking this question. Who knew that this girl took it seriously and explained it to him so seriously.

Among boys, gagging, talking nonsense and so on are all nonsense, just like Lu Zicang, he just said a few irrelevant words to fool him when he has nothing to do, he doesn't care, everyone knows whether it is true or not, as long as the really important things are serious That's it.

Fu Yan didn't pay much attention to what he said just now, it sounded like a lame excuse, but she did.

I can't tell what it feels like, I just feel that my whole heart is soft in a mess.

Fu Yan felt that if she was in front of him now, he would definitely not be able to restrain the urge to hug her and kiss her.

After not hearing Fu Yan's voice for a long time, Mu Jinyue raised her hand and scratched her hair, raising her voice: "Did you hear me?"

"heard it."

"Then why don't you speak?" Could it be that she was angry because she lied?

"Hmm..." Fu Yan made a meaningless single sound, as if it was just a sound, to reassure her.

Mu Jinyue straightened up her pillow and leaned against it. The curtains were drawn tightly. In the darkness, the faint white light from the mobile phone screen was the only source of light. It shone on her porcelain-white creamy face, blurring her vision.Normally, this would give her a sense of security, but today she felt a little more uncertain.

"I was just thinking," Fu Yan said with a deep smile in his voice, "what's your expression now?"

Mu Jinyue didn't react a bit: "What?"

"Are you in a hurry?" Fu Yan asked again: "So afraid that I will be unhappy?"

The pitch of his voice is low, but it is not the kind of full-bodied subwoofer, but with a little natural hoarseness, and the voice is most provocative when he is smiling.

At this time, everything was silent, his tone was slightly raised, and Mu Jinyue even had the illusion of being seduced in a trance.

Or maybe...not an illusion.

She blushed in an instant, not clear in the darkness, but her eyes seemed to be soaked in water, shining with a bright light, and she asked clearly, "Are you unhappy?"

"No," he laughed, "I'm a little excited right now."

The feeling of blood boiling even dispelled the original impetuous fatigue.

Fu Yan leaned back, laying on the sofa, holding the mobile phone in one hand, and knocking gently with the other hand on his lap. There was a sense of anticipation in the place.

He raised his eyelids and looked at the clock on the wall, "Hang up first, and I'll call you tomorrow morning."

Mu Jinyue, who didn't understand what he was excited about, was stunned, feeling that she couldn't turn her head around.

"busy?"

"Well," Fu Yan raised his eyebrows, with a smirk in his voice: "Why, you can't bear to part with me?"

Mu Jinyue: "..."

"goodbye!"

She gritted her teeth and spit out two words, and hung up the phone directly.

The screen went dark, and the bedroom was filled with dead silence and gloom.Mu Jinyue turned on the screen and glanced at the time, it was exactly ten o'clock.

In the past, this point was when Fu Yan was most energetic.

She threw away the phone, straightened the pillow and lay down, her eyes were clear and she didn't feel sleepy at all.Maybe it's too quiet, people like to start thinking wildly.

In the past, she fell asleep unknowingly before, and Fu Yan hung up the phone.

This is the first time, he said that he has something to do and that he has to hang up first.

Messy thoughts flashed through her head one by one, Mu Jinyue frowned, closed her eyes, restrained those chaotic thoughts, and started counting sheep again.

She didn't believe that she couldn't sleep without Fu Yan!

*

The night sky is dark, the first quarter moon hangs on the branches, dotted with stars, and the evening breeze blowing in is refreshing, dispelling some of the heat of the day.

Fu Yan went out with the suitcase and hailed a taxi.

Seeing that there was still a box, the driver immediately got out of the car and took a look under the moonlight.

At this glance, he was stunned for half a second, and the reaction was a half-beat slow before he opened the trunk and put it in with the suitcase.

Before getting into the car, I couldn't help but take another look. I watched the person open the door of the back seat. Then I walked forward, opened the door and sat down, thinking to myself: This young man is too good-looking.

Thinking about it, the driver just sighed, and quickly recovered his professional ethics: "Are you going to the train station or the airport?"

"The train station." The boy's voice was deep, slightly hoarse and magnetic.

The driver was very enthusiastic and asked while driving: "Are you going home or traveling?"

go home?travel?

Fu Yan's eyes were slightly focused, the speed of the car was neither fast nor slow, and the neon lights outside the window swept across his face through the refraction of the car window, and the red and green lights were intertwined and reflected on his face, which further made his eyes dark and unclear.

"None." He said concisely, then closed his eyes and leaned back slightly, as if taking a nap.

The driver receives all kinds of passengers every day, and he is also used to observing his words. Seeing his posture of not wanting to talk, he stopped asking more questions and drove quietly.

There were few cars at night, and the speed was quite fast at first, but when he was approaching the train station, he caught up with the red street light, Fu Yan took a look outside, and took out his mobile phone to look at it.

It's still early.

He clicked on the address book, and his fingertips froze immediately when they were about to touch the screen.

Two seconds later, he put away his phone, his thin lips that had been tightly pursed all the time loosened, his tense jawline also relaxed, and the corners of his mouth lifted, outlining a smile.

It's better not to tell her yet, it's a small surprise to wait until later.

Fu Yixun originally wanted to send someone to pick up Fu Yan, but he refused.

Anyway, to say that he was borrowed to pick him up was because the drunkard didn't mean to drink.

The time was earlier than expected, Fu Yan walked in with the suitcase, found a seat and sat down, took out his earphones, thinking about playing a game.

If Mu Jinyue hadn't mentioned the game during the phone call just now, he might have forgotten about it.

After all... chatting with Mu Jinyue is much more interesting than playing games.

A shadow suddenly fell in front of him, he raised his eyes subconsciously, and when his eyes touched the other person's face, his eyes instantly turned cold.

The person in front of him only had a backpack on his back, his hands were empty, his facial features were as gentle as jade, clear and handsome, but his eyes were slightly sinister, which completely destroyed that clear face.

Fu Yan frowned, his eyes filled with frost: "Why are you here?"

"Me?" Qin Kaiyang hooked his lips, showing a cool smile: "Of course your father told me, and he also said, let you take care of me all the way."

"Heh," he sneered, with a strong anger between his brows: "I'm not in the mood to waste time here with you now, just stay in some dark corner and don't fucking bother me."

"Can't take it anymore?" Qin Kaiyang looked around, seeing that no one was paying attention to this corner, the warmth on his face immediately dissipated, replaced by an almost insane carefreeness, and the expression in his eyes began to distort: ​​"Look It's hard to see people you don't want to see, right? Then do you know how I feel when I go home every day!"

Fu Yan reached out and grabbed a handful of hair irritably, threw the earphone and mobile phone directly on the empty seat next to him, got up, took a step closer, and licked his molars: "So? What do you want now? Call me here fight?"

He is not a good-tempered person, even if he thinks Qin Kaiyang is a pitiful person, but Fu Yan can't ignore his repeated provocations.

"You want to fight with me?" Qin Kaiyang raised a strange smile on his mouth: "You are not afraid that after your father sees..."

Fu Yan interrupted him directly, impatiently: "I see it when I see it, you think I will be afraid? You don't even think about it, he is old now, and he will fight with me? Heh."

The last sneer, ridiculed and ridiculed, carried an incomparable arrogance.

Fu Yan was indeed beaten by Fu Yixun when he was a child, because he couldn't get back the woman he loved deeply, because he was in a bad mood when he was rejected by the woman he loved deeply, because he wanted the woman he loved to come back to see his son, so he to see her...

Anyway, due to various reasons, Fu Yixun often did something to him. The most serious one, Fu Yan was directly sent to the intensive care unit, where he lived for a week before coming out.

Even the doctor asked him in private if he wanted to call the police for him.

Fu Yan's skills were trained by Fu Yixun since he was a child. After all, he was beaten since he was a child. If he didn't learn a little, he would have been beaten to death by this mad man long ago.

Until he was 15 years old and resisted for the first time when Fu Yixun beat him, Fu Yixun never fought with him again.

Because I can't beat it.

Of course, it is impossible for Fu Yixun to tell Qin Kaiyang about these things, but Qin Kaiyang probably guessed something after hearing his tone, his face turned ashen, he clenched his back teeth, his eyes shone like a beast before hunting, as if the next In seconds, he will rush forward and tear the opponent's throat.

"Do you want to fight or not?" Fu Yanyou urged patiently: "If you don't fight, get out of here."

"You!" Qin Kaiyang was furious, and roared red-faced: "Fu Yan, don't forget, you owe me, you owe me all your life!"

"Owe you?" Fu Yan raised his eyebrows, and sneered with the corners of his mouth: "Don't dream, whoever owes you, you can find someone, don't fucking block my eyes in front of me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the radio rang, and it happened to be the train that Fu Yan was going to take. He leaned over, picked up his mobile phone and earphones, put them in his pocket, and walked forward with the suitcase. When passing by Qin Kaiyang, his eyes were all He didn't move a bit, just regarded him as a transparent person and turned a blind eye.

Obviously there was no extra movement, but there was a condescending arrogance, Qin Kaiyang clenched his fists, his jaw tensed into a straight line, took two deep breaths to suppress the resentment in his heart, took out the ticket and glanced at it, With a sneer, he followed behind Fu Yan.

Fu Yan quickly found his seat and sat down. Not long after, the person opposite also came over.

His brows and eyes darkened, "You really linger."

Qin Kaiyang took off his schoolbag, sat down, took out a water bottle and took a sip, "Your father bought the bus ticket for me, you can go to him if you have any questions."

Fu Yan's tone was unremarkable: "If you like it, I can send it to you."

With a "bang", the water bottle was slammed on the table, and most of the water splashed out. It didn't splash on Fu Yan across the table, but Qin Kaiyang himself suffered the disaster. The water flowed onto his thigh, and the blue jeans Smudged with a thick blue.

Mostly because it was late, there were fewer people getting on and off the bus, and the carriage was empty, so the sound was a bit loud, which attracted a lot of attention.

Realizing that he had lost his composure, Qin Kaiyang gritted his teeth bitterly, turned his face away, and pretended to look at the scenery outside the window.

When he turned his head, he realized that it was pitch black outside the window, and he couldn't see anything.

"Heh." Fu Yan chuckled lightly: "You hypocrite, put on an air, you won't be exhausted."

Qin Kaiyang turned his head, his eyes were cold.

From Linru to Suli, it took about three hours by train. Fu Yan put on the earphones and continued the game business that he hadn't done just now.

The signal on the train was not good, but he couldn't support his high skills. Even so, he won two games in a row.

For some reason, the game that I thought was very interesting before became boring. Fu Yan lost interest, quit casually, and swipe his fingers on the screen at will.

What were you doing at this time before?

Ah, by the way, he was calling Mu Jinyue.

It's okay if he doesn't want to, when he thought about it, he couldn't sit still.

I want to call Mu Jinyue.

I want to hear the little girl's voice.

I don't know if he said something happened just now, will she think too much, will she not be able to sleep?

He kept his head down, absent-minded, completely forgetting that there was a "bad wolf" staring at him. It wasn't until the alarm clock on his mobile phone rang that Fu Yan suddenly realized that he had been thinking this way all the time.

His mind was full of Mu Jinyue, as if he had been bewitched by someone, but he didn't know it.

He pressed the alarm clock and looked up, only to find that the person opposite had red eyes staring at him fiercely for an unknown how long.

Fu Yan: "..." It's so fucking scary!

His vicious eyes followed him out of the train station, and when he saw the two cars parked at the exit of the train station, Qin Kaiyang's expression changed, and he returned to that extremely hypocritical and gentle look.

Maybe it was because he stared at Fu Yan for too long, his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked haggard and tired.

Fu Yan glanced at him, and a trace of disdain and ridicule flashed in his eyes.

Sure enough, after Fu Yixun got off the car, he didn't even look at Fu Yan. He first walked up to Qin Kaiyang, and asked with a gentle tone of concern, "Kaiyang, how are you? Are you tired from the train ride?"

Qin Kaiyang smiled, his face could not hide his tiredness, but his voice was clear but weak: "It's okay, thank you Uncle Fu for your concern."

(End of this chapter)