It's unclear how these two will ultimately end up together.
Fu Wenzhou came up behind her, carrying a faint smell of smoke. She frowned and nudged him lightly with her elbow: "You stink."
Fu Wenzhou clutched his chest, looking like he was in excruciating pain. "Ugh, Youyou, you're trying to murder your husband!"
Song Qingyou hesitated for a moment. Even though she knew he was faking it, she still wondered if she had gone too far.
"Are you alright?" She reached out to rub his arm, but the man hugged her tightly.
Fu Wenzhou slammed the door shut behind him, then scooped the person up in his arms and said, "Something happened, so you have to make it up to me."
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"Xu Zezhan! You stop right there!"
Under the scorching sun, Gu Bai grabbed Xu Zezhan, panting heavily as they chased each other all the way.
Xu Zezhan let him pull him along, and patiently stopped, taking out a handkerchief from his pocket and handing it to him: "I'll go get the car, you wait for me here."
He was still as considerate as ever, but something just seemed off.
Gu Bai clutched his handkerchief, his face extremely grim.
Not long after, Xu Zezhan drove up, and Gu Bai got in with a cold face.
Neither of them spoke on the way to the bar.
Gu Bai didn't know what to say, and Xu Zezhan didn't want to say anything.
When they arrived at the bar, Xu Zezhan was about to get out of the car when Gu Bai grabbed him, saying, "Xu Zezhan, let's have a good talk."
He looked somewhat embarrassed, his expression stiff, trying hard to act as if nothing was wrong, but it was really difficult for him.
Since their last falling out, the two haven't had a single conversation in months.
In fact, Gu Bai didn't know what to talk about, but he couldn't stand Xu Zezhan's polite yet distant attitude.
Xu Zezhan glanced down at the hand on his arm; the palm was burning hot, carrying the damp heat of the hot day, the temperature seeping through the thin layer of clothing.
A sudden shiver ran down his back, and he instinctively tried to pull his hand back, but before he could do so, Gu Bai realized something was wrong and quickly withdrew his hand.
Xu Zezhan clenched his fist slightly, the skin on that spot still seemed to be hot.
Not to mention, the small space was filled with his presence.
He chuckled inwardly, a mocking smile playing on his lips.
What do you want to talk about?
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