Chapter 275: The younger man is very fierce and crazy (16)

Chen Yuan was really irritated by his shameless look. She spoke without thinking and didn't care whether Fu Shishan could hear her or not. She pressed her whole body against the door and pushed Fu Jinan out.

Fu Jinan supported himself with one hand and easily got in.

With a bang, he closed the door and locked it with ease.

He stood in front of Shen Yuan, listening to her scolding him, looking at her angry little face and smiling with a wicked and joyful smile.

"You are really sick."

Chen Yuan was too lazy to care about him. He uttered a word without any lethality and turned around to sit back on the bed.

She picked up the ointment, imagined it to be Fu Jinan, and squeezed it hard a few times like squeezing a soft persimmon, then squeezed a dollop onto her fingertips and smeared it on the tooth marks.

The ointment is refreshing and cool, and has a mint flavor.

Fu Jinan sat on the sofa like an old man, with his legs apart, and lazily stretched out his knuckles to press against his chin. He had no intention of helping, and just watched quietly.

Chen Yuan ignored it, applied the medicine, wrapped it with a bandage, and picked up the hair dryer to blow his hair.

Shen Yuan's hair was thick and dense, and she had to blow it for more than half an hour.

She put down the hair dryer and planned to review her homework for a while. When she turned around, she saw Fu Jinan sitting on the sofa with his math test in his hand, and an open schoolbag next to him.

He looked at the neat and beautiful handwriting on the test questions with a teasing expression, and the corners of his lips curled up.

"I didn't realize you really like studying..."

Chen Yuan pulled the test paper out of his hand expressionlessly: "Have you seen enough? If you have, get out."

Fu Jinan naturally didn't do as she wished. He took out a Chinese textbook from his schoolbag and pretended to look at it.

He flipped to one of the articles and tilted his head in confusion.

Has he studied this book too?

No impression.

Shen Yuan tutted impatiently and glared at Fu Jinan coldly.

"What do you want to do?"

Fu Jinan blinked at Shen Yuan with an innocent look on his face.

"You want to kick me out so badly?"

After saying that, he raised his chin with an arrogant look on his face: "I won't."

"Okay, then you stay here."

After saying that, Shen Yuan straightened the collar of her pajamas and prepared to go to bed.

"etc."

Fu Jinan's low and hoarse voice came from behind, the tone was deep and as heart-pounding as the sound of a drum.

He pronounced the words deliberately, lengthening the ending syllables, and smiled in a lazy tone.

"Don't you want to know where the other photo is?"

Shen Yuan smiled wryly: "I don't want to."

After she finished speaking, she climbed directly onto the bed, lifted the quilt to cover herself, snuggled in it and closed her eyes comfortably.

Although there was an uninvited guest in the room, it was undeniable that the pleasant and refreshing cedar scent on his body was the most effective calming scent for him.

Chen Yuan wanted to sleep, but the young master Fu Jinan would not allow it.

He strode forward, reached out and grabbed Shen Yuan's quilt, pulling it hard.

Shen Yuan was motionless, wrapped inside like a cocoon.

His clear and sharp eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, a hint of displeasure flashed across Fu Jinan's narrow black eyes, his thin crimson lips were pursed, and he pulled the quilt again.

The skin of the cocoon trembled twice, and a moth jumped out from it... No, it was a kite.

"Are you fucking done yet?"

She grabbed her hair in annoyance, wishing she could rush up and strangle this annoying thing to death.

Are you going to let me sleep?

Fu Jinan sneered, his sharp little fangs showing: "It's not over yet, get up, you are not allowed to sleep."

He's still here, how dare she go to sleep?!

Shen Yuan was forcibly pulled out of the quilt by him.

"Fu Jinan, did you take the wrong medicine today?"

Fu Jinan raised his eyebrows, poked his jaw with the tip of his tongue, and spoke with a slight nasal tone.

"Scold me?"

He bent down and lifted Shen Yuan up with one hand.

The sudden movement startled Shen Yuan. She widened her eyes and pounded Fu Jinan's back in panic.

The tight muscles hurt her hands.

"You're fucking crazy! Fu Jinan, let me go!"

"Get out!"

Fu Jinan was not in any pain, he carried Shen Yuan around the room for a few circles, and said lightly

"Your vocabulary for cursing is really limited. You just keep throwing around the same few words, without any real impact."

Although Fu Jinan is younger than Chen Yuan, he is very tall and has been racing and exercising for many years, so he is very strong.

He lifted up Shen Yuan without any effort, and his face didn't even turn red.

"Let me go!"

Fu Jinan pulled over a chair, put Chen Yuan on it, and placed his arms on the handles on both sides of the chair, locking her tightly inside.

"Shhh."

He stretched out a finger and pressed it against Shen Yuan's chattering red lips, then leaned close to her ear. His low and magnetic voice sounded like a whisper, very tempting.

"Keep your voice down. Aren't you afraid that old man will hear you?"

Shen Yuan gritted his teeth in anger and lowered his voice

"What on earth do you want to do, young master? I don't have time to play with you."

She was pressed tightly against the chair. From another angle, it looked as if Fu Jinan had her in his arms in an ambiguous posture.

Shen Yuan hated this posture.