novelaction Chapter 165 You dare to try and distance yourself from me?
Chapter 165 You dare to try and distance yourself from me?
Only one floor lamp was turned on in the living room.
The dim light swept over them, and the distance between the two suddenly closed, their figures overlapping.
Startled, An Ying nervously pushed him away.
"Are you really...drunk?"
An Ying had seen him try to remain calm when he was drunk before, but this was the first time she had seen him act like this.
Fu Chengli remained calm and, after suppressing her, simply buried his face in the crook of her neck.
A deep, magnetic voice exploded in her ears.
"What did you talk to the old man about in the study today?"
An Ying recalled how, at the Fu residence, she had talked on and on to show her loyalty to the old man.
For example, she said she would work hard and not cause trouble for the Fu family.
For example, she said that she had no improper thoughts about Fu Chengli and would keep her distance in the future.
She stammered, feeling inexplicably guilty.
Fu Chengli couldn't possibly be eavesdropping outside the study, could he?
"I didn't say anything to Grandpa."
Fu Chengli paused, then asked, "An Ying, do you like me?"
Unable to move, An Ying could only stare at the ceiling. After a moment of thought, she uttered three words softly.
"do not like."
After a few seconds of silence, Fu Chengli leaned close to her ear.
"Little liar."
An Ying remained silent. What was wrong with this person? He insisted on asking, and then he didn't believe her after she gave him an answer.
Fu Chengli pulled his elbow out and rested it on her shoulder, staring at her intently.
An Ying knew he had drunk too much, so she looked away, trying to avoid his deep black eyes, and looked down at his shirt.
A few buttons on the shirt collar were undone, revealing a glimpse through the loose collar.
It was his collarbone, which was faintly visible.
Staring at this spot doesn't seem quite right either.
Where can I look? I don't want to make eye contact with him.
An Ying felt a chill run down her spine and simply closed her eyes.
Then let's play dead.
The room was quiet.
A few seconds later, An Ying felt a wave of heat carrying the aroma of wine.
Then came a warm touch on my lips.
Her teeth were forcibly pried open.
It was as if it wouldn't allow her any room to dodge.
An Ying suddenly opened her eyes, her heart pounding.
He actually dared to kiss her!
An Ying was at a loss. What did he mean by this?
Did he act recklessly after drinking?
She raised her hand and pushed him away even harder.
Fu Chengli seemed to have anticipated what she was going to do, and he hooked his hand around her.
He turned around and hugged her even tighter.
Fu Chengli finally relented when she was about to run out of oxygen.
An Ying glared at him angrily.
Fu Chengli, however, was not angry.
His pupils were tinged with a hazy intoxication, and the corners of his lips curled up.
"An improvement over the one in my car at Christmas."
A certain image popped into my mind.
She and Fu Chengli sat side by side in the back seat, and in the darkness, she took the initiative to hook her arms around his neck.
But that time she was drugged, and her actions were incoherent and reckless.
Fu Chengli is clearly sober now, how can these two things be compared?
An Ying blushed instantly.
Fu Chengli had kissed her enough, so he straightened up and draped one arm over the back of the sofa.
An Ying immediately grabbed a pillow and hugged it tightly to her chest as if fleeing for her life, hiding far away, afraid that he would come any closer.
A smile flickered in his eyes.
He laughed rather unrestrainedly.
"An Ying, have I been too good to you? Have you become a little too unruly?"
An Ying was taken aback.
Fu Chengli casually fiddled with a corner of the sofa armrest with his long fingers, while playing with a lighter in his other hand.
He looked languid and carefree after drinking.
However, his eyes and expression remained clear.
Do you think I would let a woman get close to me for no reason?
"Or do you think I'm a womanizer, and that any woman is worth my kindness?"
An Ying remained silent.
She is not stupid.
Even if she had doubts before, she is now gradually realizing that he treats her differently.
He was special to her, compared to others.
Snapped--
The lighter was lit in his hand.
It went out again.
"An Ying, my patience is limited. If you dare to sever ties with me again, next time, I won't let you off so easily with just a kiss."
He called everything that just happened "casual"?
He bit her lips until they hurt.
It looks like it's going to eat people.
If this level of casualness is considered casual, then what about going further? Wouldn't that drive people crazy?
An Ying lowered her eyes and remained silent.
She knew that there was no such thing as a free lunch.
There are no free mansions in the world.
An Ying glanced in Fu Chengli's direction.
A bright red flush appeared on his face.
An Ying stared at Fu Chengli in surprise.
"You, you have a nosebleed."
Fu Chengli raised his hand and wiped his nose; it really was bleeding.
An Ying immediately stood up, lifted his chin with one hand, and used the other hand to take a tissue to wipe his nosebleed.
Fu Chengli then became obedient and let An Ying lift his chin.
"Yingying".
Fu Chengli suddenly said this.
An Ying was stunned for a moment and withdrew her hand.