Chapter 482 Call Me Queen (More Updates Coming)
He Nanxi: ...
"Didn't you say you didn't want to hear it?"
Fu Ci Yan sat slumped on the bed feeling aggrieved.
It's really a trivial matter.
But he just couldn't help feeling sad.
"I want to hear it."
He spoke eagerly, staring at He Nanxi, the desire in his eyes clear.
"Okay, okay."
He Nanxi stood up helplessly, grabbed his shoulders, and said seriously:
"I love you, Fu Ciyan."
A strong joy rose in my heart, like exploding fireworks, dispelling the haze.
He Nanxi's words made him feel more at ease.
She said she loved him.
Whether it was true or not, maybe she was just worried about his condition and worried that he would do something stupid again.
She said it all.
"Nanxi..."
He suppressed strong emotions in his throat:
"Can I hug you?"
He Nanxi: "...Actually, you don't need to ask every time."
Why has this man become so timid now?
Fu Ci Yan pulled her into a hug, his body still trembling slightly.
"It's so kind of you……"
He Nanxi felt that something was wrong with him again.
She supported herself on his shoulders, broke away from his embrace, and looked into his eyes seriously.
The panic and fear in his eyes were so clear that it made her heart tremble.
"what's on your mind?"
"nothing."
"Tell me, or I'll be mad."
There was a hint of anger in her tone. They were very close to each other, and her breath gently fell on Fu Ci Yan's face, making his heart beat a little more.
"I…I don't know what to say."
He couldn't express this kind of anxiety.
He also didn't understand why he became like this.
Why can't a person who is usually decisive and resolute control his heart today?
"Just say whatever you think. Why, didn't you teach that in men's ethics training class?"
"...Men's ethics training classes only teach how to seduce people."
"Don't try to change the subject."
He Nanxi pointed at Fu Ciyan's eyebrows:
"Tell the truth."
His unspeakableness was defeated by He Nanxi's insistence. His lips moved and even his voice became much softer.
"I know you didn't mean it when you said you loved me. You only said that because you were worried about my condition. Although I understand, I still feel sad."
"You know nothing. How can a grown man like you think so much?"
After spending so much time with Doudou, she now has a bit of a Northeastern accent.
"Did I ever say I felt sorry for you? Fu Ciyan, you just don't believe me? It really makes me sad."
"I'm not..."
Fu Ciyan was anxious, but He Nanxi pressed his lips with his fingers:
"You are, Fu Ciyan, you don't believe me."
Fu Ciyan grabbed He Nanxi's fingers, earnestly and devoutly:
"I believe you. I believe every word you say."
"Then I said I love you, why do you think I'm pitying you?"
He Nanxi snorted softly, curled her lips, and looked a little arrogant. Fu Ciyan felt like his heart melted.
"It's not your problem. It's that I don't trust myself. I don't think I'm good enough and worthy of your love."
"Then let it go."
He Nanxi smiled widely, and it was obvious that she was joking when she said this, but it still made Fu Ciyan's heart skip a beat.
He turned and held He Nanxi's hand:
"It's not like I haven't thought about letting you go and pursuing your own happiness. I just want to see you happy, but I can't do it. I really can't do it."
His voice was filled with suppressed emotions, even a little choked up, sad and desperate, making people's hearts tremble.
"Whenever I think about you being with someone else, I want to destroy everything. I want to take you away, to a place where no one knows us, so that you can only see me."
"Good boy, why did you become a yandere again?"
He Nanxi held his forehead and smiled bitterly.
She didn't doubt Fu Ci Yan's words. Many patients with mental illness would have such extreme thoughts, and she had the same in the past.
He even wanted to kill Wen Mingde and the others more than once.
But the moral bottom line is there, so she would just think about it and would not actually do it.
The same goes for Fu Ci Yan. It's normal for him to not be able to control his thoughts, but the education he received since childhood restrains him and he will not really do anything to let her down.
To some extent, she and Fu Ci Yan could be considered fellow patients.
Fu Ciyan's face was grim: "You should hate me..."
He Nanxi slapped his forehead: "What nonsense are you talking about? You are just sick and haven't recovered yet. Just renew the medicine. You can't stop taking the medicine, understand?"
Fu Ciyan was incredibly obedient: "Got it."
Looking at his drooping brows, He Nanxi knew that Fu Ci Yan had not yet come out of his anxiety and depression.
So she lifted Fu Ciyan's chin again: "Why, do you like imprisonment play? Why don't you call me Queen, and I will satisfy you."
Fu Ci Yan's pupils suddenly turned dark, as deep as an endless ocean, filled with lust.
"Queen...my lord."
The low voice rang in He Nanxi's ears, full of temptation.
He Nanxi actually felt a little dry in the mouth.
She raised her head, and the lines of her white neck were smooth, like an elegant white swan.
"Fu Ciyan, hold me."
She gave orders, and the man in front of her, like a loyal guard, picked her up with restraint and care and placed her on the soft big bed.
During this time, her slippers fell to the ground, and her white feet stepped on Fu Ci Yan's shoulders.
It was obvious that the woman was the one below, but at this moment, she seemed to be the one on top.
"My Queen, I will give you everything."
Fu Ci Yan held the foot, his heart beating violently. At this moment, he almost wanted to take out his heart and give it to her.
Let her ravage and knead me, as long as she is here, as long as she doesn't leave, anything is fine.
He closed his eyes, and his moist lips were imprinted on the white and tender instep of He Nanxi's feet, moving all the way up along her calves, outlining a charming and ambiguous feeling in the air.
He Nanxi suddenly grabbed the bed sheet, tilted her neck back, and the temperature on the skin almost burned her.
The noble and abstinent man knelt at the head of the bed, as devout as a believer. He raised his head slightly, his lips moist, and whispered to her:
"Nanxi, I love you."
He Nanxi just felt dizzy.
Oh my god!
Do men’s ethics training classes teach everything?
It’s money well spent!
Fu Ci Yan is too service-oriented.
After so many years, there has been no regression, and there has even been progress!
How come this guy is secretly rolling it???
They hugged each other tightly, they fit so well together.
During the bumpy ride, her nails left red marks on the man's back, which was both wanton and sexy.
"Nanxi, do you love me?"
"Love you."
"Do you really love me?"
"I really love you."
His voice was hoarse as he persevered in confirming it over and over again, trying to leave a few more marks in her heart.
"Nanxi, you love..."
"Shut up and pay attention to me! I'll give you a bad review!"
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