Fu Yan picked up the bowl of noodles and took two bites.
It's not sour, where is it sour?
Fu Yan thought, "It must be something wrong with Xiao Xin's sense of taste."
He shook his head and put away the bowl.
Xiao Xinsheng's sullen expression suddenly flashed into his mind.
Fu Yan thought that Xiao Xin might be angry because she didn't want him to go to school to find a partner. He thought he would ask Feng Xiaoxiao for half a day off after packing his things.
＊
Xiao Xin went back to her bedroom and plopped down on the small sofa.
He looked at the strawberry cake on the coffee table and suddenly felt a little angry.
Could it be that Fu Yan feels indebted to me and is thinking of bribing me with a cake so that he can happily be with someone else?
So that's why I'm being so nice to him now, deliberately putting on an act in front of him?
This kid has completely figured out his weakness of being soft-hearted.
Xiao Xin grew angrier the more she thought about it, but she also felt like an idiot for getting angry over something like this.
He opened the cake box and ate the cake in big bites to vent his frustration.
After eating the cake, my stomach was completely full.
Xiao Xin rubbed her slightly full stomach and lay down on the sofa to catch her breath.
It has to be said that desserts are something that can improve one's mood.
He even forgot why he was angry just now because he was savoring the taste of the cake.
Cheng Ke said he felt this way because he was jealous, while Xiao Xin felt he was sick and couldn't find a cure.
My mood, which was initially good, has become a bit irritating again because of this.
When I'm upset, I want to smoke.
Xiao Xin picked up a cigarette, put it in his mouth, tried the lighter a couple of times, and was just about to light it when there was a knock on the door.
"Knock knock..."
The voice was very soft, like a feather tugging at Xiao Xin's heart. A feeling of elation mixed with discomfort surged within him, tormenting his nerves.
Because he knew who was knocking on the door, and his fluctuating mood was caused by the person outside.
Xiao Xin rubbed his forehead, thinking that he should see a doctor tomorrow; he was going to go crazy sooner or later like this.
He put away his cigarettes and lighter, sprayed some perfume on the cigarettes, and only after making sure there was no smell of smoke in the room did he slowly walk towards the door.
As soon as he opened the door, he saw Fu Yan standing there holding a pillow, with a tube of ointment and a bag of cotton swabs in her hand.
Xiao Xin stood with her arms crossed, leaning against the door. She looked him up and down, then asked, "Didn't you say you wanted to rest early? What's wrong with knocking on my door so late?"
He spoke casually, but he was actually well aware of Fu Yan's attire.
Fu Yan stood obediently at the door, tightened his grip on the pillow in his hand, and asked timidly, "Brother, the air conditioner in my room is broken. Can I sleep in your room for the night?"
Xiao Xin reached out and pulled at the door, looking impatient: "It's fine, it's just one night, you won't freeze to death. If it really doesn't work, you can go to the school and sleep with Feng Lu."
He was about to close the door when he said that.
Fu Yan immediately stuck one leg out to brace against the door, stood sideways by the door, and looked at Xiao Xin: "Brother..."
His voice was soft, with a drawn-out ending, like he was being coquettish.
Xiao Xin shuddered at his shout: "Shut up! Don't call me."
"Brother, my wounds are starting to itch again, I want you to help me apply medicine..."
Fu Yan blinked pitifully, her eyes glistening with tears.
Xiao Xin looked at his mischievous expression and applauded inwardly. What great acting skills! It's a pity he's not a celebrity.
He's practically a top-tier green tea guy, the absolute best.
Xiao Xin opened the door, stood in front of him, and squinted at him: "You want me to do it for you?"
"Huh?" Fu Yan was stunned for a moment, then suddenly blushed as if he had thought of something.
He had just reviewed the information Feng Lu had sent him and understood the meaning of "Da Meng 1"...
When Xiao Xin asked him that question, Fu Yan naturally misunderstood.
His gaze towards Xiao Xin held a hint of ambiguity: "Is...is it okay?"
Xiao Xin felt a chill run down her spine from his strange gaze. Suddenly realizing that her earlier words were inappropriate, she glared at Fu Yan and said, "What are you thinking? I meant you wanted me to apply the medicine for you?"
Fu Yan's smile faded, and he nodded, pursing his lips: "The wound is very itchy, and I can't see it clearly myself..."
"Then why are you begging me? Go beg Feng Lu for help." Xiao Xin said sarcastically.
Fu Yan sensed a hint of sourness in his voice.
He pushed open the door, braced himself against the wall, leaned down and pulled Xiao Xin beneath him, looking into Xiao Xin's eyes and saying, "Brother, if you mention Feng Lu again, I'll think you're jealous."
There was a pillow between them, so Fu Yan didn't get too close to Xiao Xin.
After consulting with Feng Xiaoxiao about Fu Yan's situation, Feng Xiaoxiao told him that Xiao Xin's behavior was a sign of jealousy, which meant that Xiao Xin was also interested in him, and he should make the most of it.
That's why Fu Yan brought plasters and a pillow to find Xiao Xin.
Xiao Xin crossed his arms and leaned lazily against the wall. Seeing Fu Yan's serious expression, he didn't back down.
Xiao Xin smiled faintly and slowly leaned closer to Fu Yan's ear: "So what if it is, so what if it isn't?"
After saying that, he leaned back against the wall, looking at Fu Yan with a playful expression.
Fu Yan's personality is such that if you take a step back, he will take three steps forward.
Xiao Xin didn't want to play cat and mouse with him anymore; she'd rather face the challenge head-on.
After all, showing weakness in front of the enemy is no different from surrendering.
Fu Yan's serious expression softened slightly as he slowly leaned closer to Xiao Xin's face: "If I'm jealous, it proves I like you."
Their noses touched, their breaths mingling.
The heat made Xiao Xin's face flush, and her heart beat faster unconsciously.
Xiao Xin's spine was stiff, and his Adam's apple moved slightly.
At that moment, he had the idea of backing out.
Xiao Xin blushed slightly, her long eyelashes trembling with nervousness, like a startled little rabbit; her shy reaction was fully observed by Fu Yan.
Fu Yan smiled; his brother was so cute…
He slowly moved closer to those alluring red lips, suddenly catching a whiff of strawberry mixed with cream. He paused, then asked Xiao Xin, "Is the strawberry cake delicious, bro..."
Xiao Xin's fingertips curled slightly, his temples throbbed, and his breathing became somewhat disordered.
Right now, all he can think about is Fu Yan's words, "Prove that you like me, brother."
"..."
Xiao Xin turned her face away, her lips avoiding Fu Yan's.
Fu Yan abandoned his teasing of Xiao Xin, took one of Xiao Xin's hands, rubbed it comfortingly, and looked down at that beautiful but cold hand.
"Don't worry, brother. I won't do anything out of line for you until you have those kinds of feelings for me. I know that the person you've always liked is He Yunzhou."
Xiao Xin's pupils dilated slightly as she looked up at Fu Yan: "You..."
"I'm sorry, brother, I mentioned that name that hurt you again. I didn't mean to..."
Fu Yan suddenly didn't know how to explain, "It just suddenly occurred to me."
Xiao Xin interrupted him: "Alright, stop talking."
He closed the door behind him and pulled Fu Yan's hand toward the bed.
Without the invasion of cold air, the room became much warmer.
Xiao Xin pulled the pillow out of Fu Yan's arms and threw it on the bed, then pressed down on his shoulders to make him sit on the edge of the bed.
"Take off your clothes."
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
