Fu Yi stared at her with his deep eyes, and opened his thin lips slightly:
"In front of me, there's no need to hide too much, and there's no need to pretend to be heartless.
If you have anything, you can tell me."
Quan Qiao was slightly stunned.
He said she was pretending to be heartless?
I had said this to her when I visited her at noon, and now I am here again...
Fu Yi pulled up the nightgown that was piled between her wrists and closed the collar of the clothes tightly so that nothing was exposed.
He looked her straight in the eye and asked, "Tell me, why do you always have nightmares? What do you dream about?"
Quan Qiao's eyes were a little evasive.
She couldn't tell Fu Yi about her rebirth yet.
She simply turned her gaze away, yawned and said:
"I'm a little sleepy and want to sleep..."
Fu Yi raised his big hand and pinched her chin.
He turned her face around, forcing her to look directly at him.
"Quan Qiao, is there anything you can't tell me? Do you think of me as your man?"
The low voice was filled with anger.
Quan Qiao frowned.
Does his tone mean he's angry again?
Her red lips suddenly raised a beautiful arc:
"I'm going to tell you right now, do I treat you as my man?"
After she finished speaking, she suddenly leaned over and kissed him on the lips.
I kissed him willingly and I enjoyed it very much.
With his temperament and figure, I really want to sleep with him at first sight.
Kiss him! He will stop talking and feel extra healed!
Fu Yi tried to push her away, grabbing her shoulders and pushing her hard.
Quan Qiao was surprisingly strong. She kissed him forcefully and pushed him down on the bed.
She is on top and he is on the bottom.
As she kissed him, she reached out to unbutton his shirt.
Fu Yi's big, bony hand suddenly grabbed her small hand and squeezed it tightly.
Quan Qiao suddenly felt pain in her palm.
She then let go of him and stared at him in confusion.
He used to be half-hearted, why is he so resistant now?
Fu Yi looked at her coldly:
"Quan Qiao, is there anything else we're meeting about besides this?"
Quan Qiao frowned, "What else could happen between a man and a woman? It's night time, big brother!"
Fu Yi's sullen face was covered with a layer of frost.
He pushed Quan Qiao away and suddenly sat up.
In the darkness of the night, his tall figure sat by the bed, shrouded in layers of frost.
He said, "Quan Qiao, I hope you can talk to me about your story. From the heart, not the body."
Quan Qiao frowned: "So... you are jealous of your own kidney?"
Fu Yi: ...
He turned around and looked directly at her, "Quan Qiao, stop changing the subject. Can't you be more sincere?"
Quan Qiao looked at his cold expression and realized that he was really angry.
Just because she didn't talk to him about her nightmares? He got angry?
This man is so hard to coax!
Quan Qiao's eyes turned, staring at him and asked:
"Are you sure you want me to tell you?"
Fu Yi said "hmm".
He wanted to get to know her better, rather than just rely on physical pleasure for each other.
Quan Qiao narrowed her eyes and said:
"It's nothing, actually. I just keep dreaming about my mother's death.
You should also know that my mother ran out of Yuncheng like a madman because she was mentally ill.
She was pregnant and living alone in another city where she was unfamiliar with the place.
Because of her mental problems, she could only survive by picking up things and relying on help from others.
On the day I was born, she knelt in the snow and begged, and went into the hospital with only two hundred yuan.
It’s a pity…”
At this point, Quan Qiao's usually heartless voice took on a hint of depth.
Fu Yi's heart suddenly ached.
I was originally angry with her, but at this moment, all my anger disappeared in an instant.
He sat down next to her and held her hand.
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