Chapter 112 You Just Take Advantage of the fact that I Like You

Sheng Que was stunned by the blow.

Xiaoque is him, he is Xiaoque.

The person that sister mentioned as Fu Chen's ideal partner and the person he wanted to marry was not the mysterious girl that Fu Chen had been raising behind his back.

It's him.

"Knot, knot..."

Sheng Que, who was always talkative, was completely stuttering, "How can we get married..."

"Why not?"

Compared to Sheng Que's dull and dazed expression, Fu Chen always looked calm and peaceful, like a towering barren mountain.

He raised his hand and poured Sheng Que a cup of mellow chestnut milk tea. "Didn't you say it yourself? We have no relationship, right?"

Sheng Que came running out from the winter night with his cheeks and fingers slightly red from the cold.

He moved his feet and sat down, holding the cup of chestnut milk tea, "Are you still angry with me?"

Sheng Que rested his chin on the chestnut milk tea.

The rising heat blurred his eyes and brows.

He muttered, "Because I made you unhappy, you deliberately messed up the blind date and made fun of me by saying nonsense..."

Fu Chen said indifferently: "Am I as childish as you?"

A young master who was brought up with great pampering.

In fact, he had no idea. People like him didn't have the courage to play tricks.

"We really have nothing to do with each other, Sheng Que."

Fu Chen still looked as calm and cool as he was at the negotiation table, not frightened by anything.

"We have no relationship, legally or by blood."

Madam Sheng only funded him, not raised him.

Fu Chen has never been Sheng Que's uncle. He will always be alone in this world, with only his own name on the household registration book.

"I used the name of words to force a bond with you."

He wanted to take a closer look at Sheng Que in the name of his benefactor.

In fact, it was wrong to start with Fu Chen.

Sometimes he sat on the top of a high-rise building and wondered, if he had let Sheng Que go at the beginning and had nothing to do with him, would they have met by chance?

Instead of the emotions that cannot be expressed in words and can only be hidden deep in the heart after being together for too long.

"Because you want to teach me to grow up."

Sheng Que's cheeks were a little wet from being steamed, and he looked at Fu Chen with soft eyelashes.

For some reason he always felt that Fu Chen was a little sad tonight.

Fu Chen smiled, a rare bitter smile, "I don't want to teach you to grow up."

In the café on this midwinter night.

Sheng Que could clearly hear Fu Chen's voice, every word hitting his ears.

"I just want to see you grow up."

The emotions beneath this towering and immovable mountain.

It's never about responsibility, it's about love.

…

Shen Jixing suddenly woke up in the early morning.

Wen Chen's eyes opened from the darkness, he subconsciously grabbed the bed sheet, and a warm yellow ray of light fell faintly on his silhouette.

Zhou Yili is not here.

But there was a light left on in the room.

His fear was dispelled before it even broke out. Shen Jixing turned over and got out of bed to look for the person who dispelled the darkness for him.

"What are you doing at 2 a.m.?"

Zhou Yili was lying on the swing with his head tilted back, his dark blue hair pushed back. When he heard the voice, he glanced over and said, "I'm thinking about you."

Shen Jixing slowed down his pace as he walked towards him.

This top streamer attacks everyone equally with his mouth.

"I'm just sleeping, not dead."

“…”

"What are you talking about?" Zhou Yili pulled him over and was about to pinch his face punishingly.

Shen Jixing leaned over and moved towards him.

Her eyebrows and eyes were delicate and cool in the moonlight, the curve of her eyelashes was sharp and beautiful. She lowered her eyes and sniffed lightly at the side of his face.

"You smoked."

Zhou Yi paused, then let go of the person unconsciously.

Given how clingy and handsy he is, I should pinch his face and lazily scratch the tip of his nose, "Your nose is pretty sensitive."

Zhou Yili did nothing and sat a little further away.

"What happened?" Shen Jixing watched his movements, "Your concert is coming up, you won't smoke casually."

Shen Jixing is too sensitive.

Even though he had only just woken up, his mind was clear and he was digging deep into the matter, which made Zhou Yili unable to resist.

"Am I stupid?"

Otherwise why didn't Shen Jixing tell him.

He even asked everyone not to tell him.

Shen Jixing told the truth, "A little bit."

“…”

Shen Jixing straightened up and sat down with his shoulder close to his. This was the most intimate posture he could choose.

After all, he was too shy to take the initiative to sit on Zhou Yili's lap.

“But it’s cute.”

Zhou Yili: “…”

Before his mother could vent her anger, she was coaxed into silence.

"You play with me like a dog."

He snorted coldly and nudged Shen Jixing with his shoulder, "I stink, why are you sitting so close to me..."

"It's a bit cold." Shen Jixing glanced at him sideways.

Zhou Yili's cold eyes froze, he held Shen Jixing's hand and stood up, "Go back to the room."

Shen Jixing didn't move, and didn't use any force to pull him down, his slightly messy hair resting on his shoulder.

"Come back later, there are stars today."

Zhou Yili gently pushed his head away, stood up and went straight back to the room.

Shen Jixing moved her long eyelashes slightly.

After a few seconds, Zhou Yili came back, squatted down with a thin blanket and wrapped him up.

"You're as delicate as a piece of paper, and you still want to blow the wind. Have you forgotten what you looked like when you were sick last time?"

Shen Jixing was wrapped up by him and couldn't move.

Her long eyelashes fluttered slightly, "I don't quite remember."

"I remember." Zhou Yili held the end of the blanket and sneered, "I've been your dog for as long as you've been sick."

Shen Jixing looked down at him from above.

He gently raised his hand and placed it on the slightly messy head, rubbing it nonchalantly. He comforted her gently in a rare way, "Don't talk nonsense, you are not a dog."

“…”

Zhou Yi smiled without even being polite.

He seemed unable to get angry with Shen Jixing. Why?

Obviously, he was not that good to me, and was cold and unkind, but as long as he looked at me, my heart would become as soft as if it was immersed in water.

"You just take advantage of the fact that I like you and can't bear to be angry with you."

Just as Zhou Yili was about to stand up, Shen Jixing lowered his eyes and held him down.

He frowned slightly, as if puzzled, "Why are you angry with me again?"

Zhou Yili met his eyes and said, "What do you think? I will settle the score with you tomorrow for colluding with Fu Chen to deceive me."

"Okay, stop looking at me with such grievance. I'll bite you twice and you'll behave yourself."

Zhou Yili is a person with poor self-control.

Shen Jixing was in poor health and had a serious cleanliness obsession, so the little lion squatted on the ground obediently after smoking.

Shen Jixing finally realized, "It turned out to be Fu Chen."

It hadn't even been half a day since he finished explaining. Did Fu Chen sell him out immediately after getting the explanation?

"I didn't mean to deceive you, it's you who kept asking questions."

Shen Jixing placed his fingers on his ear bone and gently traced the tattoo behind his ear.

Say in the calmest and gentlest way possible: "This is my business, not yours."

Zhou Yili let him touch the scar behind his ear.

After a while, Liangliang raised his eyes and said, "Do you know what the consequences of saying this are?"

Shen Jixing didn't think he had said anything wrong. He was unusually puzzled. "What?"

Zhou Yili showed unprecedented indifference.

He bent over and picked him up with the blanket, then walked towards the room with a disdainful look on his face.

"Don't even think about leaving this room for the next three days."