"No, I'm fine..."

Before Xiang Nuan finished his words, he saw that Fu Yehan's eyes had looked over.

The man's thin lips pursed, "nothing?"

His voice recognized emotion. After speaking, he looked at the mess on the ground.

Xiang Nuan was even more embarrassed. She hurriedly apologized and said, "young master, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to. I'll compensate..."

Before she finished her words, she saw that Fu Yehan had come over.

The man grabbed her injured hand, pursed his thin lips, said nothing, and turned around. He took her hand and turned to the washing table.

The cold water ran across the injured finger and trembled to the warm heart tip.

Unconsciously looked up at the man, some forgot how to react.

After a while, her face suddenly burned and she wanted to take back her hand.

Before he pulled it out, he was held harder by the man.

Then he glared at her.

She was ready to bandage her and opened her mouth to Nuan. She just felt that her heart beat faster and flustered for no reason, which made her want to break away from such a state. Some of her forewords didn't match, and then said, "young master, I can do it myself. You see, my hands are very flexible."

Fu Yehan didn't let go. He just glanced at her and said, "you can fall with both hands washing dishes, and you can wrap one hand?"

With a faint word, Xiang Nuan immediately wanted to find a ground seam to drill in.

Looking at the woman's little red face, Fu Yehan flashed at the bottom of his beautiful eyes. For a long time, he slightly hooked his lips and said with a smile: "what are you shy of?"

Xiang Nuan seemed to have been exposed. He was so worried that he was busy that he retorted, "young master, I didn't..."

Listen, men talk.

Just the smile at the bottom of my eyes, with a bit of meaning.

He didn't speak, Xiang Nuan was even more afraid to speak.

Inexplicably, Xiang Nuan felt that the air was a little hot

At this time, the man looked at her and suddenly pulled her hard. The whole man fell in the direction of Fu Yehan

The warm body suddenly stiffened.

In a moment, the unique perfume of a man smells of tobacco and instantly surrounds her.

Bang Bang

The warm heartbeat seemed to jump out of his throat.

Looking up, he looked up at Fu Yehan's black eyes

Xiang Nuan swallowed his saliva and said slowly, "I... how could I blush because of touching my hand? I didn't even when Chen Jiaming was with me before..."

"Chen Jiaming?"

Referring to Chen Jiaming, the man's eyes narrowed in an instant.

Xiang Nuan seemed unconscious. She tried to suppress her uneasiness and said, "he is my former fiance... Although the marriage is yellow, we have been together for a long time."

Just, but there is no overly intimate action

She didn't mean to say that.

Fu Yehan's eyes were suddenly cold.

"Have you been together for a long time? Do you like him very much? Do you like him now?"

"Ah?"

Xiang Nuan was stunned. The man's sudden words made her have a burst of silence.

love it?

When we are together, of course we like it... Now... How is it possible?

She opened her mouth and wanted to answer, but somehow she found it difficult to speak.

This question

Then the man continued, "did you kiss?"

Fu Yehan's voice is cold and cold. It is obviously an ordinary question, but let men ask it like this. Xiang Nuan is inexplicably nervous.

"Yes."

She answered casually and unconsciously avoided his sight.

She found that the distance between them was too close

Xiang Nuan can't be as light as Fu Yehan. Especially for her dark eyes, she just feels that her heart is about to jump out of her throat.

"Really?"

Fu Yehan's face sank, and his eyes looked colder.

Xiang Nuan was startled and heard the man say, "so green and astringent, I thought you had no experience in connecting kisses!"

Hearing these words, Xiang Nuan's face burned.

"I... even have children. How can I never kiss? Besides, it's normal for normal boyfriend and girlfriend to kiss hand in hand..."

When she said this, what flashed in her mind was the overbearing and powerful kiss of a man six years ago

What she didn't say about Chen Jiaming is that there are very few intimate acts between them

Therefore, looking at Fu Yehan, he was a conditional reflex, "I'm not inexperienced..."

"Very experienced?"

"Well, yes!"

"Oh, nonsense." He looked at her coldly, and his eyes were full of cold.

Naturally, he knows exactly what she is like.

Fu Yehan didn't talk nonsense. With a slight force on his wrist, he clasped the woman's little hand against the wall.

Looking at the woman's instantly red face, he raised his eyebrows and said, "why? Isn't he very experienced? His face is still so red."

Xiang Nuan is shackled between men and walls, and there is no retreat.

She was very nervous. When she heard the man say that, her eyes unconsciously dodged and said, "that... That's different..."

Xiang Nuan felt that his brain was extremely short of oxygen, "you... You are not Chen Jiaming..."

Xiang Nuan said, trying to push the man away.

But he was more severely shackled by men. He raised his eyes and fiercely opposed Fu Yehan's black eyes.

Those eyes were particularly cold when she mentioned Chen Jiaming.

After a while, the man picked her jaw and said coldly, "Chen Jiaming? Are you provoking me?"