Chapter 163 A Matter of Luck
Sun Lina blushed after being exposed, but she still looked up and said, "Yes, but it's a pity that it didn't work, right? You two are still together?"
Fubao nodded: "Yes, we have a good relationship now."
Sun Lina stared at Fubao and saw that when she said this, her eyes were full of sweet tenderness, so sweet that it made people jealous and crazy.
She stared at Fubao coldly and laughed contemptuously, "You're only young now. In another ten years, I wonder if you'll still be happy."
After hearing this, Fu Bao was silent for a moment, then asked, "Sister Lina, do you think you're unhappy just because you're ten years older than me?"
Sun Lina sneered: "Isn't it?"
If she were ten years younger, how could her blind date be such a bunch of bastards? She was also pursued by someone when she was young!
Fubao: "But Sister Wanru is about your age, and she's doing very well. She's getting engaged to Teacher Huo and they're getting married during the Chinese New Year. She's doing very well right now."
This was really a case of bringing up something irrelevant. Thinking of Su Wanru, Sun Lina felt even more grief-stricken and angry. "That's because she was lucky. She met Huo Jinyun!"
Fubao: "Even if she hadn't met Teacher Huo, she would still be living a good life. She was part of the first cohort of university students to graduate after the Gaokao was discontinued over a decade ago. She's well-educated and will likely be assigned to a good unit. She wrote to me a while ago. She's a student leader, organized several activities, and even received a scholarship."
Sun Lina gritted her teeth and said, "She was lucky and passed the exam!"
Fu Bao smiled. "Do you think that it was good luck for Sister Wanru to become an elementary school teacher, that it was good luck for Sister Wanru to be with Teacher Huo, that it was good luck for Sister Wanru to be admitted to university, and that it is also good luck for Sister Wanru to be so outstanding in school now?"
Sun Lina: "Isn't it? She is just luckier than me?"
Fu Bao: "If there really is such a thing as luck in this world, then why does she have good luck, and how does she get it? There is no such thing as water without roots in this world; everything has a source. Where does her good luck come from?"
Sun Lina was stunned. Does good luck also depend on where it comes from?
Fu Bao glanced at her one last time. "Do you really think your current situation is just bad luck? Do you think that the only thing you lack compared to Sister Wanru is luck?"
After saying this, she left.
There is not so much luck falling from the sky in this world. All the good luck you see is the result of countless efforts and contributions from others. Opportunities are only reserved for those who are prepared.
If Sun Lina still can't figure this out, then she can only do this.
——
I rang the doorbell and the door was quickly opened.
Fubao was stunned when he saw Xiao Dingkun opening the door for him.
The Xiao Dingkun in front of him looked a little different from usual.
Usually, Xiao Dingkun's facial lines are cold and sharp. When he is silent, he looks serious and solemn, with cold eyebrows and eyes. Strangers are always intimidated when they see him.
But now, his short black hair was half wet and rested on his forehead, falling on his inky black eyebrows, moistening the coldness between his eyebrows and eyes, erasing the coldness that had been there all day long, and instead had an indescribable meaning.
Xiao Dingkun was also slightly startled when he saw Fubao. Looking at her stunned expression, a smile appeared in his dark eyes. He locked his eyes with her and asked with a deep smile, "What's wrong? Don't you recognize me?"
Fubao's face turned slightly red because of his smile: "Brother Dingkun, did you just take a shower?"
She smelled a faint scent of soap, very refreshing and comfortable.
Xiao Dingkun opened the door and let her in: "Please sit down first. What would you like to drink?"
Fu Bao hurriedly said, "I'll just drink boiled water."
Xiao Dingkun went over, took the enamel cup, and poured water for her.
It was at this time that Fubao noticed that he usually wore a cool black wool coat, but today he was wearing a pair of dark blue cotton pajamas, which were bulging and a little unlike his usual self.
But it has a special meaning, it is comfortable and homely.
This is the kind of clothing you only wear at home.
At this time, Xiao Dingkun placed the enamel water cup on the coffee table and looked up at her: "Why are you here at this time?"
The voice was low and hoarse, and there was something else in the black eyes, desire, surprise, or... something else?
Fubao's throat felt dry, and he said quickly, "I just remembered. I have something to tell you."
As she said this, her gaze inadvertently dropped. From her angle, she happened to see a drop of water dripping from the end of his hair, sliding down along his angular features, over his hard chin, and passing over the Adam's apple that is unique to men.
Fubao suddenly remembered that day at the foot of the Great Wall, when he tilted his neck back and drank water in big gulps.
In the winter sunshine, the Adam's apple that only men have slid up and down.
Fubao was really thirsty this time, so he quickly picked up the cup to drink water.
"Be careful, don't burn yourself." The man held Fubao's hand and stopped her: "Let it cool for a while before drinking."
"Yeah." Fubao quickly let go.
Xiao Dingkun sat next to Fubao and held her hand with his big hand.
Fubao had just come in from outside. Although he was wearing a warm jacket, he still felt cold when his hand fell into Xiao Dingkun's big hand.
When she looked down, she saw that her hand seemed particularly soft, slender and cold in his strong and slender palm, and her pink fingertips were even trembling slightly.
Xiao Dingkun held her hand in his palm protectively, his eyebrows slightly lowered: "It's so cold."
He was very close to her, and the refreshing smell of soap with a unique masculine scent blew towards her, enveloping Fubao and making her mouth dry. She felt like she would turn into a piece of candy in the sun and melt beside him.
Fubao gently licked his dry lower lip.
At this moment, Xiao Dingkun was about to bend over to get the cup of water from the coffee table for her to drink. When he bent over, he happened to see her action.
His body paused slightly, and Xiao Dingkun could no longer move his eyes away.
Fubao also realized that he was going to bring her water, but suddenly he stopped moving. She subconsciously looked over and saw that he was staring at her with dark eyes filled with an intense and unbreakable desire, as well as other emotions that Fubao could not understand.
She opened her mouth slightly and looked at him with some doubt: "Brother Dingkun, I'm thirsty..."
The voice is soft, low and gentle.
The lips are fresh and rosy.
As soon as he said this, Xiao Dingkun raised his powerful arms with an irresistible force, and before Fubao could react, he had completely restrained her.
His strong arms wrapped around her, holding her tightly and pressing her hard against the man's strong, warm chest.
There is no denial, no escape.
The girl's soft body was forced to be squeezed in his arms, her waist was held by him, and her arms had to be raised, falling helplessly on both sides of his body, not knowing where to put them.
My mind was blank, I seemed to understand but not quite, I couldn't tell whether it was desire or timidity.
At this moment, a hoarse voice that made people's ears numb came from the head: "Xiao Fubao, I said, when I kiss you, you should-"
With the deep resonance of the chest, it was low and deep, as if whispering in my ear: "Hold my waist."
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