you pressed to the corner of my lips

The reporters snapped pictures one after another with their cameras. Tonight's entertainment news is looking forward again. The princess of the Fu family never disappoints. She spread dog food with her partner in public.

Many actresses stared at them eagerly. Did this e-sports anchor save the universe? How could Princess Fu fall in love with her?

Bo Yao walked a few steps, and at this moment, a pair of hands on her shoulders tightly hugged her, not letting her go.

She slowly opened her eyelashes, and her voice was indifferent: "Is there anything else you want to ask, Eldest Young Master?"

"Do you really love my sister or He Annong? This is the answer I've always wanted to know, what kind of woman you are." Why his sister would rather turn against him and be ruthless with him because of her, and the whole family turned against him, and they couldn't stop it.

Fu Xiyu's heart trembled, she actually wanted to know at this moment, but she already knew the answer.

Bo Yao glanced at Fu Xiyu in her arms, and gave her a gentle smile: "I like Fu Xiyu."

"why?"

"You don't understand, young and old, the feeling of liking someone is sweet and sour. Fu Xiyu once looked at me and loved He Annong all the time. She felt sad and depressed by herself. She knew what kind of person He Annong was. Because I liked He Annong at the beginning, but she never left from the beginning to the end, and blocked many wrong things for me. This makes me regret, why didn’t I like her earlier. You ask me why, there is no reason, it’s just her It is worthy of my love. When love comes, when you meet a god and kill a god, or meet a Buddha and kill a Buddha, you have to let go of everything and love her for the rest of your life. Do you understand?"

Bo Yao exhaled, everything was said, it was a relaxed and joyful feeling.

Taking the initiative to admit this relationship will not make Fu Xiyu sad anymore.

Fu Xiyu was the one who pulled her up from the abyss. With her, she was no longer alone.

Fu Xiyu's eyes were full of starlight, beautiful and sincere. She leaned in her arms, with a little smile, raised her body slightly, put her arms around her slender and white neck, and stared at this unmoved Looking at her moved by her face, she pushed her hair back, and came to her ear and said: "I still want to do all the erotic things with her, kiss like no one else, hold hands and hug, and see the sea of ​​flowers in the four seasons."

Bao Yao smiled faintly and nodded slightly, "If you like it, I will accompany you to the end of my life."

Fu Xilin was left out in the cold, watching them go further and further away, with mixed feelings in his heart.

Is this what it should look like to love someone?

What I saw was a happy smile.

But these, he never got from He Annong, never...

When she got home, Bo Yao put water on her to take a bath and change her clothes. The two of them had no communication during the whole process, and they had a very tacit understanding.

Bo Yao sat on the sofa, drinking tea, and turned on the TV to play a movie.

Listening to the sound of water flowing from the bathroom, her heart beat like a bronze drum over and over again.

She touched her heart, feeling a little sweet.

Fu Xiyu came out wearing a loose gouache dress, her long hair was loose and lazily draped over her back, and her black hair was soft and shiny.

She walked to the coffee table, took the cup she drank casually, and took a few sips to quench her thirst.

Bao Yan rested his fingers on the back of the sofa, carefully observing her expression through the light above his head.

A pair of glass-like eyes, curled eyelashes as if sprinkled with a layer of pearl powder, a high nose tip, and a flashy look.

Bao Yao tilted his head, fascinated by it.

"So lovely."

Fu Xiyu's lips rested on the edge of the cup, he glanced at her and smiled, "Are you praising me?"

There was a soft light in Bo Yao's eyes, "Yeah. You're so pretty."

Why did she just find out that the people around her were so stunning? She really missed so much.

Fu Xiyu put down the cup, came to her side, put his arms around her neck, rubbed her thin lips, stared at the pair of red phoenix eyes in front of him, "Ah, you have changed."

"Ok?"

"It's changed into the way you love me. I'm very happy that you finally no longer treat me indifferently."

Bao Yao put one arm around her waist, and the other came to her cheek, gently stroking her, her single eyelid slightly lifted, "I was obsessed with ghosts and didn't know that my wife was so beautiful."

Fu Xiyu didn't speak, but just kissed her.

Waiting for a response.

Her thin nose became sour. She wondered if it was because the older she was, the more emotional she became. She took a breath and said, "Thank you for never giving up on me."