85 "His control lady."



85 "His control lady."

Everyone around the sofa was looking at them. Ever since Li Fuzheng brought Meng Liyue in tonight, everyone had seen a completely different him.

Those present basically all grew up in the same courtyard, and no matter how close they are to each other, they all find the current state of Li going to the expedition very novel.

On weekdays, Li Fuzheng was not as serious and indifferent as Qi Zhi. But more often, he was just distant and polite, casual and unfocused, as if nothing was worth his attention.

Only now, Li Fu Zheng put his arm on the back of the sofa behind Meng Liyue, enclosing her in his territory and not allowing anyone to approach.

Even in this game, when he openly changed the rules, he protected her most of the time, and only waited until Meng Liyue lost a game when he was eligible to punish her...

They were also curious, why did he play so many tricks?

It’s a pity that Li Fuzheng didn’t intend to make others’ wishes come true.

He leaned close to Meng Liyue's ear, lowering his voice so that only they could hear each other, and the words were deep and profound: "Do you like me?"

The heat attached to her skin, spreading an infinite tingling sensation. Even in the dim light, she knew that her face must be clearly red.

From the time they got married until now, they thought things were developing naturally, but now things are no longer random. However, there is still something they have never said to each other.

Li Fu Zheng stared at the woman in his arms, very close to him. His gaze was very deep and did not allow her to avoid it.

Meng Liyue blushed, nodded slowly, and said truthfully the burning feeling in her heart: "I like it."

"I like you."

Some formal confessions, Meng Liyue never thought that one day, she would be able to see

She looked him in the eyes and expressed her feelings for him.

And he turned sideways, blocking all sights from behind, and just said to her: "I like you, too."

There was no need to delay any further the feelings that had already been clarified. Li Fuzheng had always been decisive, so he wanted to leave Meng Liyue no chance to refuse.

He placed a kiss on her lips and repeated, "I like it very much."

After honestly facing the onset of his feelings, what Li Fuzheng wants to do most now is to possess Meng Liyue more.

His control lady, no one can take her away...

"Li Fuzheng, don't be so crazy. Do you want to continue the game?"

"That's right, how was the punishment carried out? It seems very shameful..."

There are a lot of booing here, and it's still lively.

As for the quieter corner, after asking Qi Zhi if he had a girlfriend, Xiao Rong lowered his head shyly.

Although... pilots who frequently fly to and from Hecheng Airport all know that there is a female controller in the tower with a soft voice, but she actually has a hot temper and is not easy to mess with.

When a pilot complained about a delay, she would respond without pause, and then calmly ask, "Are you going to force a takeoff?"

No one dared to say anything immediately.

If the pilots who had been scolded by her knew that Xiao Rong was full of anticipation at this moment, blinking her eyelashes nervously, without any toughness, they would definitely call it unfair...

About five seconds later, Qi Zhi responded calmly, "No."

Xiao Rong immediately raised her head and looked at him again, her pupils brightening up: "Then can I pursue you?"

“…”

Qi Zhi is not only silent and serious in character, but also has a sharp and angular appearance that is enough to make most girls stay away from him.

The words "Keep away" were written all over him from head to toe.

His cold aura meant that he had never been actively pursued.

So at this moment, obviously... I don't know how to deal with it.

His silence made Xiao Rong gradually realize that her hope was slim.

But he was not willing to give up just like that: "You don't have to give me an answer right away, you can think about it again."

After saying that, she hurriedly got up and went to find Meng Liyue.

Master Ning came over with a glass of wine again: "It's my birthday, can you have a drink?"

Pushing away the cup that was handed to him, Qi Zhi refused with a straight face: "I don't want to drink it."

"Okay, but..."

Ning observed him suspiciously: "Are you hot? Why do I feel like there's something wrong with you?"

Qi Zhi stood up and sneered: "You are drunk."

After the show, Xiao Rong drove away by himself.

He glanced at Qi Zhi secretly again.

A car came to pick him up. His figure in the dark was sharp and fierce. He was indeed difficult to deal with, but she still couldn't take her eyes off him...

On the way home, Meng Liyue asked Li Fuzheng: "Do you think Xiao Rong has hope?"

“I don’t know.”

"Well, although Qi Zhi is indeed handsome, but..."

Li Fuzheng stretched out his hand with a half-smile and pinched her face again, this time using a little more force: "Why are you praising him? He just confessed to me, and you're praising another man?"

Meng Liyue muttered: "You are becoming more and more stingy."

He remained silent and acquiesced.

He had long realized that his irresistible possessiveness towards Meng Liyue had been growing stronger recently, and he longed for her to have only him in her eyes.

Li Fuzheng not only did not change his mind, but also accepted this change as a matter of course.

He even added in a teasing tone: "From now on, you will only think I'm handsome."

Meng Liyue held back her laughter and agreed.

When they got home, Li Fuzheng asked her to take a shower. For once, she was not in a hurry. She sat on the sofa and shook her head: "Wait a minute."

"What are you doing?" Li Furuzheng followed her, leaned forward, and began to play with the ends of her hair. He also took the opportunity to glance at the screen of her mobile phone, his voice deep in his throat, "Which male vixen are you sending messages to?"

Meng Liyue curled her lips and said, "Where can there be a male fox spirit? Don't talk nonsense."

He pointed his finger over it and said, "Isn't this a man's head portrait?"

"...Yes, but didn't you realize that he was our high school classmate?"

Li Fu Zheng choked.

Then he hummed, "That won't work either."

Meng Liyue was so angry at his unreasonable attitude that she laughed: "He came to talk to me about Xu Moti's matter."

Now almost all high school classmates already know the secret of Xu Moti.

I know that Meng Liyue had been slandered for many years, and she had such a disgraceful identity.

"A lot of people are eating melons."

Meng Liyue's eyes curved and she smiled brightly: "She left the high school group, didn't you notice?"

"not."

Li Fuzheng indeed seldom reads group messages.

"I guess he saw everyone talking about it and couldn't stand the situation."

Xu Moti cares so much about her reputation and enjoys being admired by others. She has a very strong sense of vanity. Now she has a background that even she despises the most. Any word from others can make her feel very angry.

She must have experienced how painful this feeling is, over and over again. Don't expect it to get better in the short term.

Li Fuzheng took out the phone that Meng Liyue was holding, threw it aside, and picked her up: "Don't worry about others, go take a shower."

"Actually, I can do it myself, without ..."

"I'm happy to help."

Well, Meng Liyue put her arms around his neck, the worst that could happen is that my waist will be a little sore tomorrow...

I woke up and was about to have lunch when I suddenly learned that Xu Moti was grounded.


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