you pressed to the corner of my lips

She fell asleep on the road. She had insomnia for several nights and couldn't fall asleep. As soon as she got in the car, she gently leaned on Fu Xiyu and closed her eyelashes.

Fu Xiyu glanced at her with downcast eyes, held her shoulders, and let her lean against him comfortably.

The car drove slowly through the drizzle on the leafy road.

Back in Xihua, Fu Xiyu carried Bo Yao out of the car. He had slept for a long time, and just after being hugged horizontally by her, Bo Yao seemed to have had a nightmare and suddenly struggled to wake up.

She calmed down, met Fu Xiyu's soft eyes, felt a dull pain in her heart, and silently glanced away.

"I slept for a long time."

Fu Xiyu said softly: "Sleep a little longer, we're back home."

Bo Yong hummed and closed his eyes.

Fu Xiyu carried her into the house, put her on the bed, and walked in from the bathroom with a basin filled with warm water. She smiled and said, "Ah Fang will go to bed later, wash her feet first."

Bo Yao was slightly startled, looking at a loss.

This was the first time that Fu Xiyu took the initiative to wash her feet...

Fu Xiyu knelt down and held her feet with his hands, wondering if she could feel the warmth of her palms.

Bao Yao looked at her softly shining hair and said, "It will be fine after washing it."

Fu Xiyu pressed the acupuncture points on her feet unhurriedly, with moderate movements. The doctor taught me which places need to be massaged. She asked in a low voice, "Is it because I can't feel the temperature? Don't be afraid, it will get better."

"Actually, I'm not afraid, it's just that I feel disgusted."

Her hand stopped abruptly, "Disgusting..."

"These feet really make me sick, crippled, unable to move, no temperature."

Fu Xiyu: "No, this is a temporary Ayao."

Bo Yao openly mentioned her injury to her in the hope that she would not insist on it. After that night of pain, her heart was almost numb, and she forgot the feeling of liking someone.

She didn't want to hurt her, but Fu Xiyu was indeed tortured.

Bo Yao asked, "What will you do if you can't have what you have been obsessed with all this time?"

"It won't be like this."

"In case, in case you still don't get it in the end, the time wasted can't be recovered. Expectation is the root of all pain, and you know it very well."

Fu Xiyu's face was solemn, and he wiped the water drops on her feet with a white towel. Her outline was taut, her lips were bright red, and she said nothing.

Bo Yao looked at her, wondering if what he said was too much.

Fu Xiyu's eyes were cold, and he opened his lips: "Let me tell you, there is no one I can't get, your assumption is not valid."

"Hmm." She was silent.

Love is a momentary thing, sooner or later it will fade away, it's just a matter of time.

Fu Xiyu frowned, stretched out his hand in mid-air, abruptly pressed her on the bed, and leaned down, his eyes were cold, and he lowered his head to kiss her lips.

Bo Yao fell on the bed, seeing her lips approaching, she closed her eyelashes suddenly, her body tensed into strings, without any reaction, not even any resistance.

Fu Xiyu pressed his lips against her neck, breathing in the fragrance of her body, mixed with the smell of herbs, her voice was low and cold, her gloomy eyes were undisguised, her fingers clasped her waist, their bodies were tight Tightly fit together, tightly stitched.

"When you say a moment, do you mean He Annong? I have loved you for so many years, if I can forget, I will remember you? Besides you, who occupies all of me, who else has such ability."

Bo Yao shook her body and opened her eyes. There was no light to illuminate her pupils, and her heart and soul were sealed.

Fu Xiyu stopped an inch away from her lips, staring at her with focused and soft eyes, with endless indifference.

She tilted her head, her long hair was hanging down, and she got up and went out the door without looking back.

Bo Yao rubbed her forehead, her heart was about to jump out of her throat, and the throbbing was hard for her to restrain.

She slowly pushed herself up to sit up.

His eyes fell outside the door, and he was speechless for a long time.

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PADUR bar.

On the stage, the girl group danced passionately, wearing scantily clad clothes, and their explosive voices filled the eardrums. A group of dancers in the audience, at this moment, with a bang, paper flowers rained down from the sky, amazed everyone.

Fu Xiyu sat in the booth and drank by herself. She was impeccably beautiful, and some of the same kind in the bar came to her for a drink, but she refused all of them.

She held the wine glass and turned it around, the light hit her cold face, pale face, red lips, and eyes that were indifferent to everything were bottomless.

After drinking all the wine on the table, his consciousness was gradually destroyed by alcohol, his heart seemed to never stop beating, thinking of Bo Yao's indifferent expression, his heart was already full of holes.

Raising her hand to brush her long hair by her ears, she walked unsteadily on her high heels and accidentally bumped into someone.

Fu Xiyu didn't even look at that person, and continued to walk out. She couldn't go back too late, what if she wanted to see her.

"Boss Fu?" A pleasant voice came from behind.

The woman who was knocked down hurried forward to support her, and said with concern: "Are you okay? Be careful."

Fu Xiyu raised his eyes and glanced at the woman. It was a very strange face, and he had never seen it before.

She said lazily: "Who are you?"

"So you really didn't recognize me, I'm Li Duansui."

"Li Duansui, I don't know you." She shook off her hand, turned and left.

"Hey, don't go, be careful." Li Duansui said softly.

"Don't follow me."

Li Duansui was also not angry, and comforted him: "Is the eldest princess hurt by Bao Yao again? I don't see you smiling every time. Since she hurts you, you don't want to love her. Why do you let yourself hurt."

"What do you know?" Fu Xiyu sneered, dismissively.

"Bo Yao likes He An Nong. Although few people in the industry know about it, it doesn't mean I don't know about it. The princess has always been in unrequited love. It doesn't feel good."

The noise in her ears didn't stop, and it gave her a headache. Fu Xiyu pursed her lips tightly and smiled. The aroma of the wine was charming, her eyes were elongated by the light, and she smiled wryly: "Yeah, it doesn't taste good."

Li Duansui was stunned for a moment, thinking of taking her to rest first, in her current state, she would definitely be walked away within a few seconds after going out.

Bo Yao is also heartless, how could he hurt the person he likes like this.

It was bright outside, but the room was deserted, a strange place.

Fu Xiyu drank the wine all night, and when he woke up, his head hurt very much, and his whole body was limp and weak.

There was a person standing beside the bed, holding tea in his hand, waiting patiently for her to get up.

She shook her mind, thinking of something, lowered her head and touched her clothes, it was still the one she wore yesterday.

She breathed a sigh of relief, sat up with her legs up, looked at the woman in front of her, and asked, "Who are you?"

Li Duansui handed her the tea: "I'm Li Duansui, an artist under the name of PM. Mr. Fu seems to be in a very sad life. Would you like me to sit with you for a while?"

When she stretched out her hand, Fu Xiyu opened her hand indifferently, with a feminine beauty exuding between her brows and eyes, she said lightly: "You don't understand at all."

No one understands her mood, her heart disease.

Li Duansui smiled, looked at her and said straight, "It's because of Bo Yao, right? She doesn't love you, I know."

Fu Xiyu suddenly stopped, stared at the front with gloomy eyes, turned back to stare at her, frowned and asked: "What do you know, what do you know as an outsider, who said she doesn't love me, does she love you?"

"It's really deceiving myself. I didn't expect Litian's eldest princess to be so pitiful. She has been making wedding dresses for her for so long, but she still hasn't won her heart. The person Bo Yan loves is He Annong. You should have known that fact."

Fu Xiyu turned a deaf ear, "Don't worry about it."

"Actually, it is very easy to win a person's heart, but the eldest princess probably doesn't bother to use tricks."

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"But every woman will be jealous. What she gets easily may not make her cherish it. Then she will become a high-ranking person who can't be touched by anyone. Don't forget that women know women best."

Fu Xiyu heard the previous few sentences, licked his dry lips, tilted his head and sneered: "Why should I trust you?"

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-03-0416:19:37~2021-03-0523:56:55期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: 48666914, Gu Yuan, Mianmian's big baby Zhao Ji 1;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 4 bottle of Tsundere Cat;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!