Chapter 167

It was undoubtedly hurtful of him to say that.

This sentence alone shows how angry Liao Zhenbo is now.

Even if he knew that zhuoran's name was first mentioned by Yang Xi, he just couldn't see Fu Xiaoqian laughing so happily after hearing his name.

Is he careful? That's a little bit.

but who dares to say that he can be indifferent in front of his former rival? Liao Zhenbo is just a mortal. He can't be so generous.

How much he cares about Fu Xiaoqian, how bad his mood is at this time. Fu Xiaoqian only one action, it is enough to force out all his bad mood.

Blindfold his eyes with his love

his sudden words caught her off guard.

This sentence is like a magic spell. It haunts Fu Xiaoqian's mind repeatedly and confuses her thoughts. She seems to be unable to understand the specific meaning of this sentence. She just stays in the same place and looks at Liao Zhenbo's more indifferent and cold expression.

She opened her mouth and thought that she should say something to appease the man's inexplicable emotion. She opened her mouth and found that she didn't know where to start.

"Cake." She suddenly found her voice, which was supposed to be a question sentence, but she said it was a positive sentence.

Because at this time, Fu Xiaoqian finds a trace of his emotional source from Liao Zhenbo's eyes. She relaxed to smile, this man is too childish, also some childish.

But the same two words, like a sharp awl, stabbed hard in the heart, the pain spread all over the body, aroused his long-standing anger, he felt that his emotion had reached the edge of madness, and then face-to-face confrontation with her, he was really afraid that he would do something wrong that he regretted.

The fist was clenched on the side of his body, and his whole body exuded terrible indifference. He turned indifferently and walked towards the bedroom door.

This turn completely forced Fu Xiaoqian's fear. She rushed forward and hugged Liao Zhenbo from behind. She pressed her face tightly on Liao Zhenbo's wide back, with a faint smell of lemon lingering on her nose, which made her feel at ease.

Fu Xiaoqian gently opened her mouth, exhaled hot air burning Liao Zhenbo's back, "you know, when I make this cake, who is the person in my mind"

originally, her voice is light, but because of someone in her arms, she struggles to leave again, so her tone becomes anxious, so she blurts out, "it's you."

These two words are like pacifiers to pacify a baby. All Liao Zhenbo's actions are in the air. He seems to have been softened by his frozen limbs. He turns around and holds her shoulders in his hands. In his light eyes, there is a wave. He is really trying to control his emotions, but he finds that he is completely disintegrated in front of her It's too late.

"Well." Fu Xiaoqian also looks back at Liao Zhenbo. Her eyes seem to have been tied in the air. She can't move half of them. In fact, it's good. Two lovers build a small house in each other's heart. The house doesn't need to be gorgeous, as long as it's solid.

Yes, two people who spend their whole lives together, why not come all the way from the magnificent, to the end, this passion will slowly retreat, and those who insist on faith will slowly integrate this plainness into the blood and bone, and finally turn it into an unforgettable family relationship.

But there are also those who are unwilling to be lonely. They will start to forget this love and their original intention together. Those eyes that can peep into people's hearts become restless and start to peep into the colorful world outside. Maybe we can find a person who makes him passionate again, then we will give up the relationship with the same passion and throw ourselves into another person's arms.

Fu Xiaoqian doesn't like the latter's turbulent life. She is a person who sticks to her faith and will not want to change it once she chooses.

For a time, she thought that her ultimate destination was zhuoran, but when she smelled the faint lemon fragrance buried in her memory again, her heart, blinded by her obsession, began to grow like bamboo shoots after rain. Under the irrigation of spring rain, she had the trend of breaking the ground and growing happily.

"I once told you about lemon fragrance that night, do you remember"

in Fu Xiaoqian's soft voice, Liao Zhenbo nodded gently, but only nodded. His eyes, which gradually became clear, began to be full of doubts. He didn't understand the connection between cake making and lemonade.

He is not in a hurry to ask. It seems that in Fu Xiaoqian's appeasement, he has recovered his calm and self-confidence. Just looked at her like this, showed rare patience, told her that he was waiting for her to continue.

Silence is sometimes more trance than sweet words.

In Liao Zhenbo's silence, Fu Xiaoqian blushed and leaned close to him. She rubbed back and forth in his arms like a pet cat. It seemed that she could smell the faint lemon fragrance on him more closely. "I didn't expect that the lemon fragrance would be so important to me. When I started to make that cake, I used many kinds of materials and found that they were not what I wanted. Then I shut myself up in the bakery and emptied myself completely. "At this point, the man who leans on Liao Zhenbo gently raises his head. The curve of his jaw is really perfect. There is no trace of fat. Every contour seems to have been measured and calculated most closely before it was chiseled out by the master. Because it's close, Fu Xiaoqian can still see the places that Liao Zhenbo has taken care of carefully, and the blue scum begins to emerge. Fu Xiaoqian smiles, complacent and satisfied. He is not willing to easily show the side, always easy to take off guard, and then the most real side presented to her.

Love is like this, not so many twists and turns, honest, plain as water, simple and natural, but it is precious.

"When a person is empty and gets rid of all distractions, his heart begins to return to the truth. It seems that all the questions can be answered at this time. That day, I found the answer I always wanted. Because the first person to jump out of my mind is you, from you I began to think of the lemon fragrance. It was this instant of inspiration that made Yang Xi's cake a big seller today. So I didn't make that cake for others, I made it for you. "

When she wanted to go on, the man who had held her lightly touched the back of her head, pressed her chest harder, and then pressed her jaw against her head. As her jaw moved, Fu Xiaoqian could feel that he was trying to raise his face, as if to stop the factors that would reveal his secret from pouring out.

Fu Xiaoqian did not go to explore, but put her face closer to his chest, "and the ring, when I was making cakes, I was afraid of getting dirty, so I found a place to put it. Who knows when I was making cakes, when Yang Xi opened the door and came in, she accidentally tripped and made a mess of all my materials. Thanks for the fact that some materials were used up that day, so I had no choice but to bake a cake with those materials. After taking care of everything, when I look back for the ring, I find that the ring is missing. We searched all the corners, but we didn't find the ring. It was buried in the cake. But in order to get back to see you, so "

" don't say, don't say, don't say "Liao Zhenbo's words are always concise and comprehensive, and never repeat. But when he heard Fu Xiaoqian's words, he kept repeating these four words. His voice was trembling and hoarse. It seemed that his throat was blocked by something, because it was from the bottom of his heart. The distance was too far. When he was forced out, he began to echo.

When Liao Zhenbo said these words, Fu Xiaoqian could tell from his voice that it was with extreme regret and endless remorse.

Yes, can he have no remorse or remorse?

he hates his own self righteousness even more. He is too conceited and too self abased in this relationship, so he always thinks that her whole body is full of two words, which is called zhuoran.

I always thought that only I was the loner in my feelings, when he was mourning for the loneliness. But I don't know that the girl who met him five years ago is looking for him silently through a taste.

He hated his damned magnanimity and his damned self righteousness. It turned out that in the emotional world, no one can do it for anyone. There is only one kind of thing called predestined fate, which is invisibly related to the two people destined for this life.

"I'm sorry." Liao Zhenbo buried his face in Fu Xiaoqian's white neck, and a chill came from her neck, "please allow me to use the rest of my life to redeem the mistakes I have made."

"No, you didn't make a mistake. Not together, it can only show that our fate has not yet arrived This is the first time that Fu Xiaoqian holds up Liao Zhenbo's face. "Now it's fate. Let's spend the rest of our lives together and guard carefully."

Then, she gave her lips. This kiss is different from the past, like something has been overstocked. At this moment, she finally found a breakthrough and poured out all her money together. The taste tastes salty and bitter. They are like two insatiable beasts, at the same time, they are absorbing the beauty of each other's body. After a long time, they begin to feel suffocated, and then they reluctantly let go of each other.

Under the light, there is silver on her lips, which is suffused with attractive light. Liao Zhenbo gently lifts her hand to erase it for her. The red lips were swollen and plump now.