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Young master Jiang glared at her.
Two slender hands reached towards Fu minâs fair face and pinched it without much force.
âYouâre a girl, arenât you embarrassed to say such things?â
Jiang yuzhi was deliberately avoiding Fu Shangâs question.
Because in Jiang yuzhiâs heart, Fu Shang was just an interesting little girl.
He had always placed himself in the position of an elder. Even when Fu Shang claimed that she was his fan, Jiang yuzhi only treated it as a joke and did not take it to heart.
âJust now⦠Iâm sorry.â
âI didnât mean to kiss you. Donât take it to heart.â
Jiang yuzhiâs gaze was a little unfocused as he spoke. He did not dare to look into Fu minâs eyes. His eyelashes trembled and his red lips opened and closed. The words that came out of his mouth made Fu min want to strangle him to death.
What do you mean by donât take it to heart?
âThat was my first kiss,â Fu Shang replied.
Jiang yuzhiâs eyes became even more hollow.
The manâs slender fingers slowly clenched, and he subconsciously picked at his nails.
âIâm sorry,â she said.
Even though he was the same.
However, there was no point in dwelling on this matter now.
Jiang yuzhi lowered his head, and his gaze fell on the girlâs white canvas shoes. Her slender white ankles were exposed, and the lines were beautiful. At this moment, they were closed together obediently.
How obedient.
Jiang yuzhi was speechless.
What was he thinking?
Fu Shang squinted his eyes. He reached out and grabbed Jiang yuzhiâs tie. Under his stunned gaze, he exerted some force and pulled him over.
Jiang yuzhi was caught off guard.
He was really pulled over.
He quickly put his hand on the car seat so that he didnât fall in Fu Shangâs direction. Even so, the distance between the two was close enough.
As long as Jiang yuzhi lowered his head.
Her lips could brush across Fu minâs forehead.
Jiang yuzhi retreated, what are you doing? Let go.â
Fu Shang did not let go of the tie in his hand. Instead, he pulled it even harder.
âWhatâs wrong? Do you think 1 was joking just now? If 1 say Iâm a fan of your wife, then Iâm a fan of your wife. Itâs fine if you donât admit it. This is my one-sided announcement.â
These words were very overbearing.
And he even said it so righteously.
Jiang yuzhi was silent for a moment. He looked at Fu minâs posture as he tugged on his tie and sighed, little friend, look at you. You donât look like a fan at all. Are there any fans who are so impudent to their idols?â
Pull his tie?
Only this little girl would do something like that.
Most fans would be extremely obedient when they saw him. They were all like quails. They didnât even dare to speak loudly, let alone rush up to hug him.
Fu Shang snorted. n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âWhat is this?â
âA wife fan who doesnât want to be his idolâs wife is not a qualified wife fan!â
âYou still want to be my wife?â Jiang yuzhi laughed.
you donât even have a girlfriend, why canât I? â Fu Shang nodded.
Jiang yuzhi was speechless.
The child was too enthusiastic, and he couldnât handle it.
Before Jiang yuzhi could reply.
of course, thatâs not my ultimate goal. Fu Shang added.
Jiang yuzhi said helplessly,â Alright, alright, alright. Letâs not worry about what your ultimate goal is first. Little friend, can you let go first?â
The two of them were in a really strange position.
It would make him feel very guilty.
Fu Shang remained silent for a moment.
âI donât want to..â