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âitâs already very late.â
âi know. i wasnât joking when i said that in the private room.â
jing xingyaoâs fingers on the door lock paused slightly, and he didnât reply.
âactually, thereâs something iâve wanted to tell you for a long time. iâm really sorry for kissing you that time. i was too impatient and didnât ask for your opinion. i scared you.â
âdidnât you say that you canât remember the past?â jing xingyao bit her lip. thinking of how nonchalant he had been before, she felt inexplicably angry.
âi often dream of it, how can i forget?â
his words were a little hooligan, and jing xingyaoâs face turned red.
âbut iâve never regretted it. other than being sorry, i also owe you a word of love.â fu qinyuan unbuckled his seat belt and came from behind, leaning closer.
âi like you. iâve liked you for many years.â
âiâm very happy that youâre back.â
jing xingyao felt that she might have really drunk too much tonight. her mind was in a mess and her mind was in a mess. she could feel her heart beating faster and faster, like waves beating on the beach.
her heart trembled every time.
â you donât mind me getting close to you. i believe you like me too. â
â maybe i said it a little abruptly. i just felt that iâve waited too long and didnât want to do it again ... â
â iâve been working hard all these years. iâm ready to marry you. â
âare you ready to like me?â
jing xingyao only felt that everything around him was dead silent. only his few words kept going back and forth in her mind. just as he was at a loss, she felt him lean closer to her. there was no physical contact, only a light kiss on the top of her head ...
there was a soft mechanical sound. he raised his hand and opened the door for her from the inside.
â if you donât want me to send you home, iâll watch you go home. your house is too empty, and itâs a little dangerous at night. itâs indeed quite late, so go home quickly. â
jing xingyaoâs heart was beating even faster. she pursed her lips and didnât say anything. she grabbed her bag and got out of the car, mumbling, â good night. â
he quickly escaped.
she had just taken a step when he turned on the car lights. the headlights were very bright, spread out on the dark road. it was so bright that it was blinding, and it also lit up the way home for her.
he did not follow her, but the light followed her like a shadow all the way to the door.
when he returned home, jing xingyaoâs heart was in a mess. coupled with the smell of alcohol, his heart was in a mess.
what kind of reincarnation was fu qinyuan? how could he be so bad?
when she got home, jing hanchuan and xu yuanfei were already asleep. she took a quick shower and lay on the bed. he seemed to have sensed her presence and sent her a voice message.
[ good night, yaoyao. ]
his voice was low as if he was deliberately suppressing it, and every word could easily stir her already fragile nerves.
her heart, which had just calmed down a little, started to beat wildly again.
yaoyao?
no one had ever called him that. the exclusive title made his heart palpitate.
*
at this time, fu yu had just taken a shower. duan yinuo and fu huan wanted to have some fun, but she said directly, â
âmy dad will be back tomorrow.â
the two of them stopped and didnât dare to act rashly.
after the two went to bed, she turned on her computer and started writing. perhaps she had inspiration at night, so she always wrote at night. she poured herself a cup of coffee and logged into wechat when fu qinyuanâs message popped up.
[ thank you. ]
fu yu smiled. it seemed that she was making good progress.
i wonder how many mouthfuls of meat iâve eaten tonight?