Jiaochen

Chapter 39: Confession (4)

She tried to push the door open to get out of the car. She pulled it down and found that the door was still locked.

"Open the door."

She subconsciously turned back, suddenly she was caught off guard because Fu Yanzhi leaned over. She breathed, and her warm breath fell on his cheek.

This distance was too close. It was so close that if Ji Qingyin spoke again, she might have kissed him.

As she froze, she shrank back subconsciously.

She licked her lower lip nervously and said, "Fu Yanzhi, what are you"

Trying to do' hadn't been said, Fu Yanzhi's hand raised and fell. A small sound brought back Ji Qingying's divergent thinking.

She looked up and bumped into Fu Yanzhi's smiling eyes, "How can you forget the seat belt again?"

Clearly it was a very decent words, but coming out from his mouth, it could make her feel it wasn't decent.

This person was teasing her.

Ji Qingying is angry. He makes her blush and her heart beat violently.

She looked at him in a coquettish and angry way, "It's all your fault."

Fu Yanzhi chuckled and asked, "What do you blame me for?"

Ji Qingying, ""

He looked at Ji Qingying's little expression, and bent his lower lip, "Don't get off yet."

"Huh?" Ji Qingying regained her senses, and said in surprise, "Why?"

When the words fell, Fu Yanzhi pushed open the door on his side, and went down.

Ji Qingying watched him walk past the front of the car, around to his side, and then stop. The next second, he raised his hand to open the door on her side.

Their gaze met, Fu Yan zhi sent a glimmer of a smile in his eyes, then stretched out a hand toward her.

Ji Qingying looked at it, and an unreal idea came out of her mind.

Before she could grasp it, she heard the man say, "Give me the chance."

Ji Qingying subconsciously answered, "What chance?"

He laughed and said word by word, "Give me the chance to open the car door for the person I like."

"Boom", the thread in Ji Qingying's mind ignited. They carried on the self liberation, gorgeous fireworks blooming in her mind, leaving her unable to control them.

For a moment, Ji Qingying felt that the numbness spread from her wrist, to her limbs, to her internal organs, and finally stopped in her heart.

She was defeated.

She looked at Fu Yanzhi stupidly and did not dare to move.

A moment later, a hand appeared in front of her. Fu Yanzhi lowered his eyes and said in a low voice, "How?"

Ji Qingying pursed her lips and slowly held his hand.

When the door closed, she followed Fu Yanzhi straight ahead.

After walking a few steps like a puppet, she looked sideways at the person beside her and muttered, "You did it on purpose."

With that, she pulled Fu Yanzhi's cloth, "When did it start?"

Fu Yanzhi closed his eyes and understood the hidden meaning in her words.

When did he start to like her.

In fact, he had thought about it, but he couldn't find the answer.

It seemed that from the beginning, Fu Yanzhi didn't know what to do with her.

But the initial indulgence was limited, and gradually, his bottom line was broken by her. Even when facing Ji Qingying, he could have no bottom line.

No matter how much she did something crazy, he seemed to be able to accept it.

Fu Yanzhi was not a slow person. He knew why he was different towards her.

But he is more cautious about his feelings. With him, the beginning will never end.

But gradually, Fu Yanzhi found that he was wrong.

In fact, his feelings were out of control. He couldn't control the level. If he had to say when he started to like her.

He had no specific time.

But he knew that a part of it was because what Zhao Yidong said had changed his original idea.

With just a few words, he could imagine the image of Ji Qingying suffering from grievance. He felt intuitively that he could not let her suffer any grievance.

Even if it was the unreasonable evaluation of others, he did not want to see it again.

She should be confident, bright and open, instead of being attacked but unable to refute.

He didn't want to see her sincerity broken and evaluated as worthless.

He lowered his head and his dark eyes fell on her.

Ji Qingying felt his hot gazw, and was a bit nervous, "Fu Yanzhi."

"Yes."

He whispered, "I don't know."

Ji Qingying, "."

He suddenly smiled, "I thought about it, but I could not find the answer."

She was silent for a moment, and could only say, "Alright."

Fu Yanzhi looked at her expression when the corner of her mouth twitched. He curled his lips, "Someone is too domineering."

"Huh?" Ji Qingying looked at him in a daze.

Fu Yanzhi looked at the figure reflected in the lift, his voice was low and helpless, "Making me had no choice."

There's no way to ignore her, let alone dislike her.

When the words fell, the lift they were in had reached their destination.

Fu Yanzhi went to get the cart.

Ji Qingying touched her face and found that her body was hot again.

She followed Fu Yanzhi to the supermarket. When she inadvertently raised her eyes, she saw her red face reflected from the shelf.

Reddish, as if she was drunk.

She blinked at the reflective shelf, feeling that her thought before was just wrong.

She was not like a drunk, instead she was drunk.

She drank a wine called "Fu Yanzhi", which made her more intoxicated and fond of it than all the kinds she had drunk before.

He followed Fu Yanzhi calmly. When she saw him asking for ribs from the boss, Ji Qingying came back to her senses. She tiptoed in his ear, and counterattacked, "you are more overbearing."

Making my heart followed you from the first time I met you.