The whole world wants to attack me

Chapter 242 Headline Idol's Super Fangirl (17)

Akeno was just making fun of it casually, but Fusang actually began to recall with a serious face, he was inexplicably nervous.

I couldn't help but start thinking, how many boyfriends has she had?
It actually took me so long to think about it!
I was wrong in my heart, but there was an expression of indifference on my face.

Even thinking very confidently, no matter how rich her relationship history is, can she live a rich life?
Can her ex-boyfriend be as handsome as herself?

Can you be richer than yourself?
cut!
But within a minute of self-confidence, Akeno couldn't help filling in the details of Fusang's relationship with his ex.

For example, have they held hands?

Have you ever kissed?

Have you had any more intimate and in-depth exchanges?

The more he brainstormed, the more jealous Ming Ye became, and his face became more and more ugly.

The back molars were clenched tightly, and he stared at Fusang's face viciously, as if if you dare to admit it, I will bite you to death.

With Akino's cannibalistic expression on his face, Fusang happily trotted to the side of the hospital bed and sat down.

Put your hands on the hospital bed and lean your upper body forward.

Akeno watched helplessly as Fuso's flawless pretty face got closer and closer to him. The experienced driver who just now boasted of a rich relationship history actually had sweaty palms because of nervousness.

Subconsciously, she hugged the crumpled quilt tightly in her arms.

In just a few seconds, Akeno felt as if several centuries had passed.

His face also became slightly hot, and he didn't need to look at Ming Ye to know that his face must be very red.

Be nervous!
I'm an old driver who has teased half of the entertainment industry!
but……

Why is my heart beating so fast...

Just when the tips of their noses were about to touch, Fusang saw Mingye's tense Adam's apple rolling up and down, and spit out two words lightly.

"No."

"what?"

Akeno was momentarily dazed.

"Didn't you ask me if I've ever been in love? My answer is no!"

Mingye choked, and suddenly felt angry that he had been played with: "What the hell, answer as soon as you answer, why are you so close to me! I thought you were going to..."

I thought you were going to kiss me...

He didn't say the latter words, mainly because he felt that in the atmosphere just now, he seemed to have a feeling that he couldn't wait to ask for a kiss.

How embarrassing!
The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, Mingye threw away the quilt and wanted to push Fusang away.

Fusang climbed onto the hospital bed before him, stretched his slender legs, and sat on Ming Ye's waist with his round butt.

He grabbed the two hands that were pushing him and pressed them down.

With both hands fixed on top of his head, Akeno looked at Fusang who was pressing on him in a daze, and his face flushed immediately.

Oh, the damn pose!

The posture of women on top and men on bottom made Mingye feel uncomfortable all over, especially when his hands were still bound by Fusang and pressed on top of his head.

No matter how you look at it, there are some kind of robbers who oppress women from good families... Ah bah, women from good families!

What a shame!
Seeing Mingye's face flushed, he kept swallowing nervously, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down.

Fusang lowered his body, and slowly approached Ming Ye's handsome face that drove countless women crazy.

The vague fragrance gradually approached, Mingye's eyelids trembled, and he slowly closed his eyes.

When a person cannot see, his other senses become extremely sharp.

Akeno felt Fuso's hot breath spraying on her face, slowly approaching her lips.

He even pursed his lips very cooperatively, as if he was picking at others.

"Young master, there are many journalists at the gate of the hospital."

Fang Yue's whistling voice sounded, and then suddenly stopped.

Akeno opened his eyes instantly, and the ambiguous atmosphere instantly shattered, he felt a little embarrassed for no reason, and grabbed his wrist.

The voice was dry, and the eyes drifted to the side: "You...you get off me."

(End of this chapter)