The man pondered for a moment: "do you like Zhong Ziang?"

Jiang Fuyue: "what kind of love do you mean?"

"Between men and women."

"Not yet."

"Temporarily?" the brow almost knotted.

"Yes, who can tell the future? It doesn't mean it won't happen in the future."

"Will you like Zhong Ziang in the future?!" the man's tone rose sharply.

Jiang Fuyue understood his concern as a parent: "don't worry, I won't affect his study and college entrance examination."

Xie Dingyuan: "... You can't like him."

"Why?" she could not hide her surprise. "Now arranged marriages are no longer popular among rich families?"

"... not anyway."

Jiang Fuyue didn't speak.

"Why didn't you agree?"

"It's not necessary." she won't promise anyone with likes and dislikes, and no one is qualified to let her make such a guarantee.

The man took a sip at the corner of his mouth and pulled it into a sharp arc.

Unfortunately, Jiang Fuyue couldn't see it. Next, it was her turn to ask, "what kind of research does your girlfriend do?"

She was curious about what field a woman who could resonate with Xie Dingyuan's genius was good at.

Most of them are interdisciplinary. They know a little about everything, which is worthy of the breadth of knowledge of genius.

Xie Dingyuan was silent.

"It's not convenient to answer..."

"I don't have a girlfriend," he said word by word.

"Really?"

Xie Dingyuan: "you seem surprised."

Jiang Fuyue is really a little, after all: "your age..."

The atmosphere was frozen for a moment.

She soon realized that something was wrong and swallowed the remaining words again.

Xie Dingyuan: "your ideal type?"

“……”

"Why not speak? Is it difficult to answer?"

“……”

"Jiang Fuyue?"

Dizziness came, "I..."

As soon as I said a word, my body leaned back uncontrollably.

Xie Dingyuan didn't get the answer. After several hesitations, he turned and looked at her, but saw that the girl was about to fall.

Action precedes the brain to respond. When he returns to his mind, Jiang Fuyue has leaned in his arms, breathing light and eyes closed.

The front of the shirt, which the girl had pinched, suddenly opened on both sides because her hands were unable to fall——

In an instant, snow covered eyes, red plum light decoration.

The man's brain exploded.

The cheeks climbed up the crimson color at the speed visible to the naked eye, spread to the roots of the ears, and finally burned the whole neck.

He scrambled his hands, gathered the skirt for her, and then tied the buttons with trembling fingers.

Finally, he flattened his hem, but gave a sudden meal at this time.

His hand rested on the girl's slender waist.

However, on the original white skin, the bruises that have not dissipated are particularly obvious, distributed in the left and right waist sockets, looking like

Pinch it out?

Xie Dingyuan's eyes were slightly frozen.

His eyes fixed on the two traces, suddenly stretched out his hands and made a virtual gesture above, and then looked at Jiang Fuyue's eyes, which showed a bit of sharpness and examination.

Light and shade are uncertain, flashing, floating and sinking.

Finally, all the complex interweaving turned into a helpless, and a sigh on the lips.

"No matter who you are or who you are, you are in my arms now."

The man flattened the hem of her shirt and hid the trace on the girl's waist.

Arms tightened and they were almost face to face.

Xie Dingyuan's remaining temperature passed to her, and they shared their temperature with each other.

Although Jiang Fuyue closed her eyes, she was not completely unconscious. As soon as she contacted the heat source, she subconsciously got close