Chapter 1172： My Gentle Tyrant (54)

Ji Rong's fingers holding Fu Yue's face were trembling slightly. He stared at the woman in front of him at this time, his peach blossom eyes didn't blink, and he wanted an answer stubbornly.

No matter... whether the answer is what he wants to hear.

Fu Yue: "???"

She was confused for a moment.

What's wrong with this?

"regret?"

Fu Yue couldn't laugh or cry, "What do I regret, Ji Rong, what are you thinking about all day long?"

Ji Rong has thick black eyelashes.

The voice was muffled, and it didn't sound like the cruel tyrant of the yin bird.

"You just stared at him."

The tone is accusing.

Fu Yue couldn't laugh or cry: "Isn't this just saying hello to me before Yu Li left? If I don't look at him, is it possible to face him with the back of my head?"

This man is just like a child making trouble.

Ji Rong continued to muffled: "He likes you. Don't tell me you don't know."

"I do not believe."

Fu Yue: "..."

A moment of surprise flashed in the black eyes, and there was a guilty conscience that was unclear.

It may be because of the peach blossoms for no reason.

Fu Yue honestly: "Well, I know."

Ji Rong exploded in an instant.

"You know? You know, don't you keep a distance from him? Qin Chu, what do you mean, step on two boats or treat me as a spare tire?"

"Do you keep fish?"

As he talked, Ji Rong's eyes were red, and he was angry. He was wronged and sad, but he didn't dare to speak harshly, for fear that Fu Yue would really not want him for a while.

so what should I do now.

The man pursed his thin crimson lips, and his eyelashes were pitifully placed on his eyelids. When he looked closely, there were still some tears at the roots of the thick eyelashes.

Yeah, I was so angry?

Fu Yue's anger disappeared in an instant. At this time, it was distressed and funny. She hurried forward to hug the poor big cat, and reached out to pat his back.

"Hey, don't cry."

"After you listen to me, I just learned that he likes me. Just now."

Ji Rong groaned and didn't know if he believed it or not.

Fu Yue continued to smooth the hair.

"Because before, my sight has never stopped on him. Except for you, I have never paid attention to others and never put my mind on others."

"There is no one else in the eye, you are everywhere."

Fu Yue rarely talked about love, this was a crit.

Lethality is leveraged.

The big cat seems to be submissive.

It wasn't because of being smoothed by the hair. Ji Rong was going to be stunned by this sudden confession. The happiness came too suddenly.

He took the opportunity to hug the tender lover in his arms, his blushing lips pressed against her ears, and his voice was slightly dull and low.

"You say it again... OK?"

Seeing Fu Yue was silent.

Ji Rong began to act softly, "Is Chu Chu good, you say it again, I still want to hear ~ Chu Chu——"

His ending sounded like a hook, scratching the tip of his ears.

It's a pity that Fu Yue doesn't take this set.

Because if you look at the face of a beauty too much, you will naturally be immune.

She pushed Ji Rong away, and her eyes touched the box on the table not far away, and Fu Yue suddenly became ill.

Hiss, bad luck!

She pushed Ji Rong and waved her hand: "Go, get that thing away. If you send me this weird thing in the future, then I will give you a big gift too, haha."

Fu Yue barked her teeth towards Ji Rong, and the threat was self-evident.