Warning : Providence the Beauty is Driven to Villainy

In desperation.

Lu Yansu stretched out his hand to cover the girl's lips, and pushed her away.

Fu Yue: "..."

MD, this dead straight man.

She couldn't help but doubt her charm.

Raised his hand to touch his face.

Is she ugly?

The girl's beautiful face was a little puzzled, her curled eyelashes flickered, her lips pursed in dissatisfaction.

Fu Yue scolded him.

"Hey, Lu Yansu, are you a man?"

The corners of Young Ying's lips twitched.

Because he was too gentle, his little girlfriend suspected that he was not a man.

He decided to reason with the little girl in front of him, "Xia Xia, you are so young..."

Fu Yue opened her beautiful eyes wide, and said inconceivably: "I am so young??"

"Lu Yansu, your brain is watt? Or do your eyes grow on your head?"

"My mother is C, C is good?"

Lu Yansu: "..."

When he accidentally licked his mouth, he wanted to say "you are still young".

But more words are wrong.

The beautiful boy of Bingshan silently shut his mouth.

What Lu Yansu didn't expect was that he underestimated a girl's obsession with this aspect.

Because this is related to the dignity of girls, it is the same as boys.

Fu Yue suddenly narrowed her eyes, and said suspiciously, "Lu Yansu, do you have no idea about C?"

The corner of Bingberg's lips twitched.

"Xiaxia, can we change the subject?"

Fu Yue nodded, then stretched out her white and tender arm, "Then you take me to the bedroom, I don't want to leave."

Lu Yansu: "..."

The topic jumped quickly.

He was speechless for a while.

With red ear tips, he hugged the girl in his arms to the bedroom, Lu Yansu released his hand, exhaled as if relieved, and then raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

He has not had time to leave.

Fu Yue grabbed her hand and tore it off.

The girl bent her eyes and asked with a smile, "Brother closed the door just now?"

Lu Yansu: "..."

He has an ominous premonition.

Fu Yue raised his hand and touched his face, and then kissed the cherry-red lips, "My brother is so good-looking, I can't wait."

This is so suggestive that Lu Yansu can't pretend that he doesn't understand it.

He reminded again: "Xia Xia, you have just returned to China. We have not seen each other for several years. How can we meet as soon as we meet..."

Fu Yue disliked her face.

The slender fingers stretched out and pressed against the thin red lips of the boy, preventing his next words.

"Lu Yansu, why are you such a mother-in-law? I brought it to my door by myself, but you actually refused?"

"...You don't really have a problem, do you?"

Thinking of Xiaotiantian’s dog-like virtues in previous lives, and suddenly becoming such a gentleman in this life, Fu Yue really couldn’t help but wonder, this Lu Yansu would really be... right?

Lu Yansu: "..."

The white forehead bulged.

The ghost knew how much willpower he had used, so he barely controlled it and tried his best to suppress the beast in his heart.

Fu Yue has been teasing.

Lu Yansu is not Liu Xiahui after all, how could he really sit still.

Taking a deep breath, the young man raised his hand to pull Fu Yue up and calmly said: "I'll blow your hair first."

Fu Yue: "..."

It's over, Xiao Tiantian really doesn't work.

The happiness of the rest of her life was gone.

The snow-white delicate little face was expressionless, Fu Yue was dragged to blow her hair like a salted fish, and she sighed silently in her heart throughout the process.

It's a pity.

Fu Yue's hair is very long, thick and enviable, covering the entire back, like seaweed, black and shiny hair of excellent quality, with a little natural curls.

Finish blowing hair.

The girl sat motionless on the small bench, with her chin resting on her hands, full of unrequited love, her big beautiful eyes turned into blind eyes.

She is still wrapped in the towel just now.

Because it's summer, it's not cold.

Raising her eyes, Fu Yue opened her lips, just about to say something.

"Well, since the hair is blown out, I'll...Hello!"

She was picked up by the slender boy next to her.

Go straight to the bedroom.

The girl looked confused.

Until he was thrown on the soft bed, the boy's slender body was covered, and he was dizzy by the kiss.

Fu Yue still didn't react.

...

On the white sheets.

The juvenile’s well-knotted hands have beautiful lines. Under the light, the dark blue blood vessels can almost be seen.

Gradually tighten the fingers.

His vision gradually blurred.

Her beautiful eyes were fogged, and the girl's red lips opened, and she breathed out a little quick breath.

The light in the bedroom is not off.

At this time, the warm yellow light looked particularly ambiguous.

The temperature in the room gradually rises.

The wide curtains were drawn up to cover the moonlight like water.

...

On the other side, An Yumo, after returning home, he found that his own cousin had gone, frowning, he made a call to Fu Yue.

No one answered.

After making several calls, no one answered.

Gradually tightening the fingertips while holding the phone, An Yumo's lips gradually formed a straight line, a look of worry appeared on his face.

...

Early the next morning.

Fu Yue was awakened by the ringing of her cell phone.

She tried to lift her eyelids.

The first thing that catches the eye is that Lu Yansu's nearly sharp face is still enlarged.

The boy's eyes were closed tightly, and his eyelashes were curled and thick. It seemed that he didn't have the usual indifference, and he added a little softness, which was not good.

Fu Yue was taken aback.

Then his face was paralyzed and he looked away.

She raised her hand and took her mobile phone and answered the call. She couldn't see the screen clearly. She rubbed her aching temples and said, "Hey, who, what's the matter?"

The person across from the phone seemed silent for a moment.

"..."

"Gu Qingxia, where did you go? Don't tell me if you don't return home at night, do you really have hard wings?"

Listening to the voice is An Yumo.

It's rare to hear this gentle and beautiful boy's anxious tone.

It seemed that she was really worried about Fu Yue, and very angry.

Fu Yue became sober in an instant, she was thinking about how to organize language to fool An Yumo, "I was yesterday..."

She hasn't finished speaking yet.

A magnetic male voice sounded nearby, with the hoarseness of the first morning, and the nasal coquettishness.

"What's wrong, Xia Xia...huh?"

The ending sounded upward, like a cat's paw, scratching people's heart.

Fu Yue: "..."

To die!

An Yumo on the other side of the phone: "..."

The air fell into silence for a while.

At this time, Lu Yansu also opened his eyes, his narrow peach blossom eyes half-lifted, his eyelashes fanned, and he still looked dazed and unconscious.

Seeing Fu Yue looked dazed.

The boy raised his hand and hugged him, his voice softly acting like a baby: "Xia Xia, how come you wake up so early, aren't you tired?"

Fu Yue: "..."

MD, this person is messing with her.