C86 Open Your Eyes and See Who I Am

Without looking at her, he paused at her feet and reminded her, "My pants are off."

Jiang Wenshu felt around his waist. Apart from his tie, there was nothing else. Lowering his head, he saw that his ankle had long since fallen.

Her face instantly turned hot. If she stuck an egg to it, it would be cooked immediately.

"Are you still looking!?"

She quickly pulled up her pants, tugged them up, tied them again with her tie, and without looking at him, sat down on the sofa, wishing she could get into the seams.

Fu Yu An smiled happily, "So silly. In the future, when we get married, we will also be chased out."

"If I'm willing, I'm willing to be chased out. You don't have to care!"

Her temper came out of nowhere. She buried her face in her knees, and a large patch of red appeared from behind her ears all the way down to her neck.

"Enough, what's there to be shy about? Aren't there still clothes to be seen?"

"Go away!"

"This is my home."

"Then I …" She wanted to say, "I'll go then, but my clothes aren't dry yet. I can't just go out with these clothes on." If he went out and lost his pants, it would be a huge loss of face.

It was rather fun to tease her, so Fu Yuan intentionally pressed her, "Then what about you?"

Jiang Wangshu did not reply.

"Help me take off my apron. It seems like it's tied up and can't be untied."

Jiang Wenshu found it hard to suppress his anger. At this moment, he hated himself for turning into a turtle's shell. How could he care about what he said?

Fu Yu An was fiddling behind her back. Seeing that she was ignoring him, he sat down beside her.

As the sofa next to him sank in, Jiang Wenshu could clearly feel it. Fu Yinan took her hand and placed it on his waist. "Hurry and help me remove it."

"Unravel it yourself." She withdrew her hand again.

"I'm a boss after all. My subordinates saw me working at home wearing an apron, so how could I show my dignity to the masses in the future?"

"That's your problem."

"So heartless?" He said half-jokingly, "Do I have to poke my eyes out before you look up at me?"

Not really.

Fu Yuan suddenly fell silent. The living room quieted down, and Jiang Wangshu was at a loss for words. Finally, he raised his head and looked at Fu Yuan.

Fu Yuan sat with his back facing her. The two ropes behind him had indeed become entangled together, becoming a dead knot.

When she moved to help him out, Fu Yinan's lips curved up into a smile. He kept urging her, "Is it done?"

"Don't be in such a hurry, I'm trying to solve the problem."

He paused for a second or two and asked again, "Are you ready?"

Jiang Wangshu could not find a solution. He was already a bit impatient, but he kept urging Jiang Wangshu on, making him even more agitated. "I'm trying to solve it, aren't I? Can you be a little more patient? "

Fu Yuan hadn't seen her lose her temper for a long time. Previously, when she was angry, she was like a little tiger, baring her fangs and brandishing her claws, fierce and fierce. Every time he went back, there would be a neighbor who complained about how bad her tone was, and why couldn't this child do the same?

After her death, there had been countless people who had used Jiang Wenyu's death to provoke her and her mother, one person at a time, to stab a wound under the guise of feeling sorry for the other. Jiang Wenshu was impatient, straightforward, and obviously trying to protect himself and refute, but in the eyes of outsiders, he was simply rebutting without knowing what was good for him.

However, at that time, she was still full of vitality and would only laugh and cry. Now, she was forcing herself to be too fierce, it was as if many of her emotions had disappeared, and she was even used to hiding them.

She listed herself as a "hidden person" as well, giving it to Ann every time she thought of it. She felt both unwilling and helpless.

He deliberately aroused her temper and disturbed her, asking endlessly, "You haven't done it yet? Are you sure you can do it? "

Jiang Wenshu was truly angered. "If you can't do it, then do it yourself. If you want me to help you and not believe me, at least give me some time. Why are you urging me on?"

Since she couldn't break it, she decided to grit her teeth and press her head against the back of his waist. Suddenly, she felt that using this method to tease her wasn't a good idea.

Using her teeth was indeed much faster. She undid the dead button and pushed him. "Alright."

Fu Yu'an's back was facing away from her, majestic and unmoving.

"Alright." She pushed him again.

This time, Fu Yuan held her wrist and turned around. Something flashed across his eyes. He leaned one leg on the sofa, and soon, the two people's noses touched.

Jiang Wenshu was stunned. When she came back to her senses, both her hands had been pressed against the sides of the sofa. She was at a loss as she tilted her head and called out his name, "Fu Yuan!"

Jiang Wenshu's shout didn't wake Fu Yinan from his stupor. Two people, two types of heartbeats, were beating faster and faster in the silence of the room. Each beat was more uncontrollable than the last.

On one hand, she did not reject this kind of intimacy, nor did she reject it. On the other hand, she felt that something was amiss, since Fu Yinan had been living for so many years, and in her heart, there was only her sister. Even though her sister had been dead for so many years, she still felt a sense of guilt towards him.

The two feelings went back and forth, she was happy for a while but then she felt uncomfortable. Her heart was at war with heaven, in the end, she gritted her teeth and tried to push him away, "Fu Yu An, you … Open your eyes and see who I am. "

Of course he knew who she was, and as he drew closer, he touched her lips.

Jiang Wenshu felt as if he had been struck by lightning. He turned around and saw that he had twisted his arms to the top of his head. He rubbed his face against Jiang Wenshu's palms and pushed him back.

"I'm leaving." She pursed her lips and almost buried herself in the sofa.

The dragonfly lightly touched the water, lightly tasted the water, and in that instant, the evil spirit possessed his body, and he released her.

"I'm sorry." He was apologizing, but there was no apology in his eyes. He clearly didn't feel that he was in the wrong.

"You didn't let me down, you did let down my sister."

She grabbed her pants and headed to the balcony to get her clothes. She hid in her bedroom to change, then left without looking back.

She covered her face with her hands and stood in the sun for a while. Summer clothes were easy to dry, and by the time she got out from under his apartment building and caught a taxi at a nearby intersection, her clothes were all dry.

She asked the driver how much it cost to get to her house, and the driver said two hundred, in a relaxed tone, that she was sure she wouldn't need the two hundred dollars if she came out of an apartment like that.

Two hundred yuan was a bit of a loss for her. She leaned against the window and looked out. It was hot outside and there were no pedestrians on the road. It was also hard to see cars in this area. Everything seemed like a dream.

His sister had left when he was in his second year in high school. That was the first time Fu Yinan had entered her life as a "boyfriend." He had promised her and her mother a life in the future. He had come to this house as a guardian deity.

He was a friend to her, a family to rely on, a hero to manage everything.

On the internet, there was a saying that said, when she was young, she mustn't meet anyone that was too stunning. At that time, she was still young, and Fu Yinan was the person that was too stunning.