Chapter 125 I'm Still Your Lover
Before Song Yi could stop him, Fu Xijing had already poured the remaining 400 milliliters of milk into her cup.
She took a 600ml glass, which was now full.
The slightest movement of the cup will cause it to overflow.
Fu Xijing looked at the cup and reminded her, "Take a sip first, don't spill it."
Song Yi: "You knew it would spill, but you still filled it so full."
Fu Xijing: "You like it, then drink as much as you want."
"...That's enough." Song Yi's face became even hotter due to his harsh words. "Is it interesting?"
"Does Jiang Yuxu usually spoil you like this? He made your temper so bad." Fu Xijing's voice gradually became cold.
Song Yi: "Yes, he respects me very much, at least he wouldn't say such things to me."
"Which one?" Fu Xijing asked back.
Song Yi: "Don't you remember what you said?"
"Milk, is there something wrong?" Fu Xijing picked up the chopsticks, "Or did I misunderstand you? This is not the milk you want to drink."
Song Yi: "Shut up."
Fu Xijing laughed again, "You have a dirty mind yourself, yet you still judge others by your own standards."
Song Yi wanted to splash the milk on his face.
It was obvious that he was deliberately saying those ambiguous words to tease her, and when she got angry, he turned the tables and accused her of having dirty thoughts.
What a bastard.
Song Yi decided to ignore him. If she continued talking, she was afraid that she would really lose control of her temper.
Recently, her patience in front of Fu Xijing is indeed not as strong as before.
Many years ago, Fu Xijing had used similar methods to tease her, and she was often made to feel ashamed and embarrassed by him.
He also once said that he liked seeing her reaction like this.
Song Yi interpreted Fu Xijing's behavior as teasing a pet.
She used to feel uncomfortable, but she could endure it well, at least not explode in front of Fu Xijing. But recently this has not been the case.
Maybe it was because Fu Xijing pushed her too far this time.
Song Yi didn't drink the glass of milk. She was in a bad mood and had a poor appetite.
Fu Xijing seemed quite happy, and he ate his meal slowly for forty-five minutes.
After he put down his chopsticks, Song Yi cleaned the table as usual and put the tableware into the dishwasher.
When I returned to the living room after cleaning up the kitchen, Fu Xijing was already sitting on the sofa.
He waved at Song Yi, motioning her to come over.
Song Yi felt that his waving gesture was just like teasing a kitten or a puppy. In any case, he didn't treat her as a human.
She felt uncomfortable, and the next second she condemned herself for being pretentious.
Song Yi pinched his palms, put aside his messy thoughts, and walked towards Fu Xijing.
Stopping in front of the sofa, Song Yi glanced at the empty seat next to him, then looked at his thighs.
She got so excited that she sat directly on his legs and grabbed his sweater with her hands.
Sitting face to face.
Even through two layers of cloth, Song Yi could still feel the burning warmth of his thigh.
Fu Xijing narrowed his eyes and looked down at her, "Throw yourself into my arms?"
Song Yi was so embarrassed that his scalp was tingling and he wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.
Although she had done everything with Fu Xijing, she never took the initiative in this regard. No wonder Fu Xijing found it strange.
"...I have something I want to talk to you about." Song Yi gritted his teeth and changed the subject.
Fu Xijing put his hands on her hips and squeezed them gently: "You say."
"If you keep shaking, I might not be in the mood to listen to you." Feeling her reaction, Fu Xijing leaned close to her ear and reminded her.
Song Yi quickly retracted his neck.
"I can continue to cooperate with you until you are no longer interested, but..." Song Yi adjusted his breathing, "Don't let him know, okay?"
"Him?" Fu Xijing asked knowingly, "Who? Your brother Xu?"
Song Yi: "...Is it okay?"
"Jiang Yuxu and I are the same age." Fu Xijing patted her butt. "How come I've never heard you call me 'brother' in all these years?"
Song Yi: "You are not my brother."
Fu Xijing: "Neither is Jiang Yuxu."
Song Yi: “…”
Fu Xijing lifted her hair and kissed her earlobe, "Scream and let me hear it."
Song Yi: "Mr. Fu, I can't call out."
Fu Xijing: "I think calling you Jiang Yuxu is quite easy to say."
Song Yi: "Why do you have to compare yourself to him? There is no comparison between you two."
"Oh?" Fu Xijing narrowed his eyes dangerously and kissed her on the face: "You mean, I'm not worthy to compare with him?"
Song Yi: "He is my boyfriend."
"I'm still your boyfriend." Fu Xijing pinched her chin and pecked her lips. "Will you scream?"
Song Yi's scalp went numb, the hairs on his body stood up instantly, and he was covered with goose bumps.
What kind of bad taste does Fu Xijing have? Does he really enjoy this kind of shady relationship? He even uses the name...
Song Yi really couldn't scream, but seeing Fu Xijing's attitude, she seemed unwilling to let her go.
She hardened her heart and kissed his Adam's apple directly.
He gave her a kiss and then put his tongue against hers.
Fu Xijing's body stiffened, and he pressed his palm against the back of her neck, breathing heavily, "Song Yi."
Song Yi raised her eyelids and looked at him with trembling eyelashes.
This glance made Fu Xijing's anger rush to his brain.
He stood up, carried Song Yi on his shoulders, and walked straight upstairs.
The slippers on Song Yi's feet fell on the steps and rolled to the top of the stairs.
…
Fu Xijing had no intention of touching her tonight, he just wanted to eat a meal she cooked.
Although Song Yi was reluctant to cook and eat with him, he did not expose the whitewashing atmosphere.
It had been a long time since the two of them had gotten along so peacefully.
In the end, I rolled onto the bed.
Her body had not recovered yet, so Fu Xijing didn't exert too much effort and it was over in more than an hour.
Song Yi leaned in Fu Xijing's arms, looking at the ceiling, feeling dizzy and hot, and it took a long time for him to regain consciousness.
Fu Xijing looked at her dazed look and blew into her ear, "Lost your soul?"
When Song Yi heard his voice, his attention was barely restored.
She rubbed her temples, her head aching: "Will Jian Rui come to pick me up later?"
Fu Xijing pulled her back into his arms and held her down, "Why, do you miss him?"
Song Yi's eyelids were twitching, and his voice was weak and powerless. He didn't have the energy to argue with him: "I'm sleepy."
"Aren't you in bed now?" Fu Xijing asked her deliberately, "Isn't Jiang Yuxu's bed unstable?"
"You're so annoying." Song Yi raised his hand and patted his mouth, mumbling a curse, "You bastard..."
"What?" Fu Xijing frowned.
These three words actually came out of Song Yi's mouth?
When Fu Xijing wanted to explore further, Song Yi had already fallen asleep.
Fu Xijing put her on the pillow and covered her with the quilt.
Looking at her sleeping soundly, Fu Xijing's ears were filled with her words "bastard".
OK.
It seems that he has been spoiled by Jiang Yuxu.
I had been with him for more than two years and never said a disrespectful word to him, but now he calls me a bastard and a scumbag.
To Jiang Yuxu, it means Brother Xu.
Even when forced to this point, she was reluctant to break up with Jiang Yuxu and asked him to cooperate with her in keeping it a secret.
She really is——
Buzz.
A short vibration interrupted Fu Xijing's thoughts.
It’s Song Yi’s cell phone.
Fu Xijing picked up his phone and saw the reminder in the notification bar.
Message from Jiang Yuxu.
I'll be back tomorrow afternoon. Please cook me a bowl of noodles tonight. My stomach is upset.
Fu Xijing sneered and threw the phone aside.
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