Wen Qiao almost cried out when he bit her, she recoiled a bit, feeling so pain, and pushed Fu Jinghen while petulantly scolding him, "Are you a dog? Why are you biting people?"
"Don’t push , let hold you."
Fu Jinghen hugged her tightly, bending over slightly with his head resting on her shoulder, his tone sounding quite pitiful.
Wen Qiao’s heart imdiately lted, and she wished she could stuff her ears into his mouth and let him bite at will.
She raised her hand and patted Fu Jinghen on the back, "What’s wrong with you? Didn’t I tell you earlier today that I’d be coming with Huo Mutian? Why are you getting jealous again?"
Fu Jinghen’s voice was muffled, "You let him touch your lips."
"..."
Wen Qiao silently sighed in her heart.
If Huo Mutian saw Fu Jinghen’s expression now, he would probably be so pleased he could ascend to heaven.
He really had angered him.
"I didn’t react at the mont."
Wen Qiao initially wanted to tease Fu Jinghen, but rembering the pitiful look on his face earlier, she ultimately couldn’t bear to and explained to him, "He knew you were watching us, he did it on purpose to provoke you."
"It’s not ’us,’" Fu Jinghen lowered his voice and corrected her, "You and him are not ’us.’"
"..."
Ouch.
This man is so cute when he gets jealous.
Wen Qiao was pleased by him and willing to indulge him, "Alright, alright, not us, just and him."
"He just told that in school, he liked a girl who had a crush on you, so he always disliked you." Wen Qiao laughed, "So when he found out you were watching, he deliberately got close to to provoke you. You fell for it, President Fu."
Fu Jinghen lifted his head from Wen Qiao’s shoulder, his eyebrows tightly furrowed, "I don’t rember that."
"What do you rember." Wen Qiao raised her hand and tugged at his face, feeling sowhat unfair. His face, which wasn’t even maintained regularly, felt as smooth as her ticulously cared-for face.
So unfair.
"When you were at school, you were so imrsed in studying that you probably didn’t even know who Huo Mutian was?"
"I knew. The Huo Family and our family are long-ti friends," Fu Jinghen let her tug at his face, his hands wrapped around her waist, "I just didn’t pay much attention."
"That’s exactly why it’s even more annoying," Wen Qiao realized the most infuriating thing about Fu Jinghen was that he would upset soone, leave the other person fuming, and he wouldn’t even realize it, "Huo Mutian knew you cared about , so he used to provoke you."
"Oh." Fu Jinghen nodded, "And then you cooperated with him to make jealous."
"I did not, I just told you I didn’t react in ti." Wen Qiao, as if she had discovered a new continent, kept rubbing Fu Jinghen’s face, "He told that the way you were looking at him nearly devoured him alive. I was trying to see where you were, and just as I turned my head, he leaned in."
"Oh." Fu Jinghen nodded again, "So you still didn’t avoid him."
"..."
Annoyed, Wen Qiao forcefully pinched his face, "I’ve told you, I just didn’t react in ti, it wasn’t on purpose, why can’t you just listen to my explanation!"
Fu Jinghen contemplated for two seconds, then made a suggestion, "Try a different approach, I think I could listen then."
Wen Qiao’s eyebrows raised, sowhat interested, "What thod?"
Fu Jinghen’s deep gaze fell on her lips, his throat tightening, his voice husky and enticing, "If you could kiss , I think I might understand."
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