Chapter 592

When Zhong Ziang began to talk nonsense, Xie Dingyuan's eyebrow wrinkles deepened again until he grabbed Jiang Fuyue's hand and rubbed the whole person up. The wrinkles turned into pimples and hung between his eyebrows, which could be seen by the naked eye.

He walked forward two steps, stretched out his hand and pulled Zhong Ziang, let him lean on his shoulder: "shut up! Stand up!"

The deep fear in the soul makes the drunk boy instinctively obedient.

Xie Dingyuan threw him back into the back seat of the car. When he was about to detour back to the co pilot, he heard Jiang Fuyue retch twice.

The girl stood by the lamp post, holding mineral water in one hand and covering her chest with the other hand. Her face was a little pale.

Jiang Fuyue was sure she wasn't drunk and didn't want to vomit, but Zhong Ziang's crazy vomit just now made her stomach surge unconsciously.

It had been pressed down, but when the wind blew and the wine came, she couldn't help retching twice.

The next second, the thin back hit the warm touch, and the man's low voice sounded in his ears——

"Is it hard? Do you want to buy some medicine?"

There is a pharmacy next to it.

Before Jiang Fuyue answered, the man walked in.

In less than two minutes, he came out with the pills and hot water and brought them to her with both hands.

"Yes."

Jiang Fuyue didn't refuse, "... Thank you."

The man lost the disposable paper cup, took the remaining pills and got ready to get on the bus.

"Don't feed them?"

Xie Dingyuan glanced at the back seat, "go back and feed again."

Jiang Fuyue: "... Oh."

Fortunately, Zhong Ziang and Lin Shumo were sleepy and confused at this time, so they avoided seeing such a heart piercing scene.

Double standard dog uncle! See color and forget nephew!

The black Mercedes Benz drove all the way into the community without stopping halfway.

Jiang Fuyue was drunk against the night wind. Later, she found that the car had been parked at the door of her villa.

"... here I am."

She untied her seat belt and pushed the door to get off. Unexpectedly, Xie Dingyuan followed.

Jiang Fuyue was puzzled, and her eyes showed doubts.

What's he doing next?

But he saw that the man had bypassed the front of the car and stood in front of her.

The night wind blew a few strands of broken hair in front of his forehead.

The dark pupil seems more profound than the night.

"Jiang Fuyue," he called her name, adding a trace of solemnity and seriousness between his eyebrows and eyes, "are you hiding from me?"

"... ah?" the girl was stunned.

She's avoiding him?

"Yes?"

Xie Dingyuan: "no?"

Jiang Fuyue shook her head and truthfully told her, "No."

He seemed relieved and more nervous. His back was straight and his muscles were tense——

"You..."

Jiang Fuyue: "

"Do you have any ideas?"

"What do you think?" the girl's clear eyes suddenly appeared confused.

A trace of embarrassment passed through the man's eyes: "what I said last time..." I saw his Adam's apple roll gently, "haven't you considered it? Or what do you want to say?"

"Oh, you said you liked me..."

Like the moment when the two words exit, Xie Dingyuan's pupils suddenly become gloomy, like two bottomless eddies, with black treacherous waves surging inside, which will sweep the girl away in the next second.

"Yes, I did," he said word by word.

The moment when each word was spoken was also the moment when he faced his inner suffering.

That kind of panic and loss, strangeness and hope is a novel experience Xie Dingyuan has never had in his nearly 30 years of life.

It feels like

An experimental container running according to the rules, suddenly one day the program was disordered and began to run irregularly. The solution in it overflowed out of control