Chapter 345 Touch

Song Yi: “…” This was not the case when he expressed himself objectively before.

Although she is not a masochist, Fu Xijing's "progress" is too great, and she hopes he can be more restrained.

Otherwise, she wouldn't know how to respond, and it wouldn't be good to always leave him in the cold.

Since the two of them are now in a relationship, a normal relationship between a man and a woman requires reciprocity.

Seeing Song Yi's indescribable expression, Fu Xijing took a step further: "If you have any requests, you can just raise them directly and we can communicate slowly."

After so long, he also knew that Song Yi was not good at expressing his needs directly.

Then he has to do more accordingly. Even if he can't guess every answer, at least he can open his mouth and ask.

"You're talking now, and I don't know how to respond to you." Song Yi said truthfully, "I've seen that you've been changing, and I wish I could respond to you, but there are some things I can't say."

Fu Xijing savored Song Yi's words, the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously, and he looked at her with a smile in his eyes.

"Oh, I see. You think what I'm saying is too corny."

Song Yi: "It's a bit beyond my tolerance."

Fu Xijing: "Why do I feel okay?"

Song Yi: "...then your threshold is higher than mine."

Fu Xijing: "It should be."

Song Yi: "Then please accommodate me, thank you."

"You're wrong." Fu Xijing corrected her, "You should be the one to accommodate me."

Song Yi: “?”

Fu Xijing: "Don't worry about how to respond to me. The fact that you're willing to listen is the best response for me."

Song Yi was stunned for a moment, moved his lips, but couldn't say a word.

His words were like a stone, hitting the lake in her heart directly, causing ripples on the water.

For Song Yi, these words were more touching than the sweet words before.

Maybe it’s because Fu Xijing’s expression is not so formal, and it seems more like a casual remark - people’s subconscious reactions can better reflect their true thoughts.

"Let's go to your room and pack your luggage." While Song Yi was distracted, Fu Xijing had already pulled her towards the door.

Fu Xijing stayed in a suite in the hotel, not on the same floor as Song Yi.

The two took the elevator down to the seventh floor. Song Yi swiped the room card and went in. He had packed up his things in less than ten minutes.

Fu Xijing saw her small suitcase and frowned: "Is this all you have?"

Song Yi: "Well, I didn't bring much."

Fu Xijing joked: "Oh, I was in such a hurry to leave that I didn't feel like taking you."

Song Yi gave him a displeased look and said, "Thanks to you."

Fu Xijing: "Indeed."

He took the pot and said, "How about I go clothes shopping with you this afternoon?"

Within half an hour, Fu Xijing successfully took Song Yi back to his room.

It was just ten o'clock at this time. After looking at the time, Fu Xijing planned to take Song Yi out immediately.

As a result, before I could say anything, the phone rang.

It was a video sent by Ji Qingyuan.

Fu Xijing saw the video invitation pop up, pulled Song Yi to sit on the sofa, and pressed the answer button.

As soon as the video was connected, Ji Qingyuan's face appeared in the camera.

She saw Song Yi first, and a smile immediately appeared on her face, "Xiao Yi~"

"Auntie Qing." Song Yi also called her. Looking at the background, she should be in a villa on the outskirts of the city. "Have you had dinner?"

"Not yet. It's only five o'clock here. We'll eat later." Ji Qingyuan asked, "Are you tired lately? Have a good rest for two days."

Song Yi: "Not bad, not tired."

The video call had been connected for three or four minutes. Both people were in the camera, but Ji Qingyuan was only talking to Song Yi.

Fu Xijing couldn't bear it any longer, so he coughed and came out to make his presence felt: "Mom, your son just got out of the hospital, don't you want to say a few words of concern?"

Ji Qingyuan sneered, "It's a good thing, isn't it? Why are you jealous?"

Fu Xijing: "No, I wish you would treat her better than me."

"Huh?" Hearing this from Fu Xijing, Ji Qingyuan raised her eyebrows in interest and looked at him through the camera on the other side of the video: "Did you have surgery on your mouth during this hospitalization? How come you can speak suddenly?"

Fu Xijing: "..."

Song Yi couldn't help but cover his mouth and laugh while listening to it.

Fu Xijing looked over and gave her a helpless look.

Song Yi suddenly realized that Fu Xijing's words were so harsh, it must be a genetic thing.

But the old man is still the most experienced, and he can only be speechless in front of Ji Qingyuan.

Ji Qingyuan: "I don't know how effective this surgery is, and whether I'll get sick again in the future."

"Don't worry, the operation was very successful." Fu Xijing continued.

Ji Qingyuan: "That would be best."

She turned to Song Yi and said, "Xiaoyi, if he gets sick again, send him back to the factory for repairs."

Fu Xijing: "If you want to return it to the factory for repair, you have to put it back in your stomach."

This time it was Ji Qingyuan's turn to be speechless, and she glared at him fiercely through the screen.

Seeing this, Song Yi immediately pinched Fu Xijing's arm and reminded him to stop talking.

Fu Xijing shut up.

Song Yi: "Aunt Qing, don't worry. If he has any problems in the future, I won't hold it in. I will definitely complain to you."

Ji Qingyuan: "If he gets sick again, kick him out."

Song Yi: "Okay."

Fu Xijing: "Mom, please hope I'm okay."

Ji Qingyuan snorted, "You're already incredibly lucky. If Xiaoyi hadn't been kind enough to give you a chance, you'd be crying alone."

"Yes, you are right." Fu Xijing did not dare to act rashly and could only nod in agreement.

During the conversation between mother and son, Fu Xijing saw Fu Qingyun on the video.

"Dad." Fu Xijing called.

Song Yi also called out, "Uncle Fu, you're here too."

Fu Qingyun nodded, greeted Song Yi, and then looked at Fu Xijing: "How is your health?"

Fu Xijing: "It's almost healed."

Fu Qingyun: "When do you plan to come back?"

Fu Xijing glanced at Song Yi subconsciously and said, "It's not decided yet."

Ji Qingyuan: "Xiaoyi, it's summer vacation at school right now, are you busy with other things? If not, it would be nice to relax there."

Fu Qingyun agreed.

Fu Xijing asked Song Yi directly: "Is there any place you want to go?"

Song Yi: "I haven't thought about it yet."

"No rush, you two can discuss it slowly later." Fu Qingyun said, "Contact me if you need me to make any arrangements."

Fu Xijing: "Okay, thank you, Dad."

Song Yi: "Thank you, Uncle Fu."

Fu Qingyun smiled and waved his hand, "You're welcome. I'm relieved that you and Xijing are together."

"He just came to his senses lately and cares about his reputation. He actually cares about you a lot."

Fu Qingyun had just said a few words on behalf of Fu Xijing when he was interrupted by Ji Qingyuan: "Okay, okay, stop praising your son. It's annoying."

After chatting with the two elders for a while, Song Yi just hung up the video and said to Fu Xijing: "Uncle Fu and Aunt Qing have a good relationship."

The way they get along... is also very special.

After seeing Fu Qingyun in front of Ji Qingyuan so many times, Song Yi almost forgot how majestic and unapproachable he was when he first met him.