you pressed to the corner of my lips

Lin Jieer reminded: "Don't answer?"

Bo Yao nodded, "I'll go back to see her in a few days."

Lin Jie'er looked at Li Duansui who had just left, thinking about what she had talked with Ah Fang.

Fu Xiyu was taking care of the child at this time, so he could see Fu Zhan discussing things with her with a displeased face. Fu Xiyu listened casually, touching Bodou's little head from time to time, teasing her.

Bo Yao said: "Turn down the recent live broadcast. The Chinese New Year is almost here, so let's take a vacation for myself."

Lin Jie'er rolled her eyes, approached her with a malicious look on her face, "Ah, I can ask you something."

"what's up?"

"Is the sex and life between you and the eldest princess frequent and wild again and again?"

Bao Yao looked slightly startled, "What?"

Lin Jie'er coughed a few times in embarrassment, and lightly touched a flushed flower on her skin with her fingers, like a graceful flower in full bloom, dotted with a touch of white.

"The two of you are too intemperate. You say you are too old, why are you still so indulgent?"

Hearing it, Bao Yan suffocated his breath for an instant.

A thin blush suddenly appeared on his cheeks, and the indifference in his bones was instantly replaced by embarrassment.

"Did I miss a lot of things? Now you are hiding everything from me, my best friend." Lin Jieer pouted, but she was actually smiling happily in her heart.

I knew that A-Hang was thin-skinned, but the eldest princess was also a good means, so she could make A-Hang give up her heart so quickly.

Bo Yao shook his head helplessly, stepped aside, raised his index finger against his thin red lips, "Shh, don't make trouble."

"Hahaha, then tell me, how does it feel, are you attacking?"

Bo Yao had nothing to do with her, "You are so curious, you really want to know, if you fall in love, you will understand."

"You guys are really a good match. I'm not uninterested in someone else being so crooked."

"You." Before Bo Yao finished speaking, he heard the sound of arguing next to him.

Just before Fu Xiyu and Fu Zhan finished talking, Fu Xilin suddenly walked across the middle path, strode to Fu Xiyu's side, picked up a glass of wine from the side, and angrily threw it at Fu Xiyu's feet. On the high heels, Fu Xilin said angrily: "I'm still not your younger brother, do you want to lock me up to death?"

Everyone was taken aback. At this time, the reporters rushed forward to take pictures like a flood.

There was a slight smile on Fu Xiyu's face, and a pair of beautiful eyes looked at him lightly.

Fu Xilin's eyes were flushed, "You will do this for that woman, you love her so much, I am your younger brother!"

The surrounding lights focus on the two of them.

Fu Xiyu remained motionless, with a soft voice, "Xilin, I like her, I like her very much."

Fu Xilin thought of the days when he was locked up in the police station, and had to deal with a bunch of gangsters every day. When did his young master degenerate to the point of living with a bunch of gangsters.

His face was blue with anger, "But you are like this...you are not in compliance with the rules! You are not... that kind of person!"

"I'm."

"you are?"

"I have always been, but you don't know. Our relationship is so good, why do you keep targeting her? I like her, don't you know. I know better than you what kind of person she is. Don't tell me that after so many years, Is my sister’s happiness not as good as the girlfriend you have known for just a few months? Dad is like this, and you are like this. This matter is already a certainty. I will not regret liking her, let alone choose among you .For me, this multiple-choice question, you are doomed to lose."

Fu Xilin looked at the crowd taking photos and discussing, and took a heavy breath, now he was smelling too much under the camera.

Fu Xiyu stared at his shoes, was wet with wine, turned around and prepared to leave.

Fu Xilin grabbed her, "Sister, listen to me."

Fu Xiyu shook off his hand, eyes drooping, "You are the young master of Litian, why do you still look like you are not grown up, you like to listen to other people's slander, and you always get angry with me on such occasions, even a kind word Wouldn't you say anything?"

Fu Xilin was unwilling. His sister locked him up at the police station because of that woman. If his father hadn't spoken out, he might be locked up until the year of the monkey.

Fu Xiyu breathed out, his expression was calm, and his red lips parted slightly: "After the New Year, continue to stay at the police station. If your sister-in-law doesn't forgive you, then you don't have to come out. I will do what I say."

When Fu Xilin heard this, he froze and stammered: "I, I..."

Bo Yao came over, saw a pool of wine on the ground, glanced at Fu Xiyu and asked, "Did it hurt you?"

She shook her head, her eyes softened: "I'm fine, it's just that my shoes are wet."

Bo Huan squatted down and wiped her shoe uppers with a paper towel, the velvet uppers were difficult to clean.

She stood up, ignoring the gazes and comments of others, and said, "I'll carry you back to change your shoes."

Fu Xiyu moved his lips slightly, and was hugged by her in the next second.

"Ah, your legs..."

Bao Yao lowered his head and smiled at her, "It's been a long time, I'll be fine if I hold you for a while."

She hugged her and left in front of Fu Xilin, the crowd on the avenue ahead tactfully stepped aside, never leaving their eyes, but felt that these two people were so sassy.

Fu Xiyu leaned into her arms gently, breathed in the cool fragrance of her body, and murmured in a low voice: "It's so nerve-wracking, my heart seems to be beating crazy for you again."

The author has something to say: Fu Xiyu: This is my wife.

Bo Yao: This is my wife.