come kiss me

Chapter 207 Fool
Lu Ying took out the cigarette from her pocket again, and pressed the lighter in the night wind. When she lit the lighter, her beautiful narrow nails and thin smoke made her look dangerous and charming. Especially feeling.

She sat casually on the edge of the flower bed, opened the cigarette case with her thumb, and handed it to Zhu Ye: "Do you want to smoke?"

Zhu Ye looked towards Ding Feisi who was chatting with the old lady not far away.

Ding Feisi is like a child, the old ladies like to chat with her the most, she is not sharp and well-behaved, and she is easy to learn, even if the old lady tells me how to pick the best watermelon, she can still remember it clearly, and come back to show off to Zhu Ye .

At the moment she is smiling and chatting with the old grandma.

Zhu Ye withdrew his gaze and said lightly, "Quit."

Lu Ying raised her eyebrows, nodded expressionlessly, her tone was cold and sarcastic, with an indescribable sense of confrontation: "ok."

She withdrew her hand, stuffed the cigarette case into her pocket, crossed her legs, but felt quite alienated, she lit up the cigarette, and said with a sneer, "I'm so fucking envious of you."

"You can sleep with her in your arms and kiss her, but I can't."

Lu Ying pinched the cigarette with her slender fingers: "The only difference between me and you is gender. Otherwise, Ding Feisi would have belonged to me long ago. What's the matter with you?"

"You have no chance." Zhu Ye looked at her in the lingering smoke, his long phoenix eyes were intense and cold, "It doesn't matter what orientation she is."

Lu Ying was wearing a short skirt with half of her thighs exposed, sitting with her legs crossed, her body leaning back slightly, leaning on the back of the bench, she cast a contemptuous glance at Zhu Ye: "You know?"

Zhu Ye didn't look at Lu Ying either, but looked at Ding Feisi who was not far away, his eyes were lingering, and his tone was firm and gentle that could not be refuted, and he had the confidence that Ding Feisi gave him: "She only likes me."

Two people, a man and a woman, sat on both sides of the bench, with a distance of almost one meter between them, and there was indelible repulsion and disgust.

It is natural for Zhu Ye not to want to communicate with his rival.

And Lu Ying hated Zhu Ye, always had.

In the third year of high school, Zhu Ye was almost a male god among all the girls in the school. Because of the rebellion incident, even those who didn't like Zhu Ye had a good impression of him.

Only Lu Ying hates Zhu Ye to death. She hates the way Zhu Ye speaks close to Ding Feisi's ear intentionally or unintentionally, making Ding Feisi's ears turn red. She also hates Zhu Ye's controlling Ding Feisi and not letting him play games. The act of reading novels.

As soon as Zhu Ye approached Ding Feisi to talk, Lu Ying ran over and took Ding Feisi's hand, pulled Ding Feisi's hand into her coat pocket, asked Ding Feisi to accompany her to buy water, and then went to Ding Feisi Bai Zhuye took a hard look at the places he couldn't see.

Zhu Ye took care of three things and four things, Lu Ying took Ding Feisi to play games with mic every day, and did things that Zhu Ye didn't let her do. What Ding Feisi said to Zhu Ye every day was not as good as half of what he said to Lu Ying .

The gift from Zhu Ye is expensive, and the gift from Lu Ying will only be more expensive.

Zhu Ye gave Ding Feisi a pen worth tens of thousands, and Lu Ying gritted his teeth and bought a collector's edition of more than [-] yuan for Ding Feisi.

Ding Feisi was nervous, so he searched for the price of Zhuye's pen, and when he learned the price, he returned it that day, but Ding Feisi used Lu Ying's one until now, and until now, that idiot didn't Knowing how expensive that pen is, I can use it without burden and feel happy.

Ding Feisi has been exposed to makeup for a while, and Zhu Ye mentioned that Ding Feisi looks good without makeup.

Lu Ying's eyes rolled up to the sky.

On the same day, Lu Ying took the family secretary whose skin color was similar to Ding Feisi's to the counter and tried them one by one. After trying nearly a hundred lipsticks, she found a lipstick that best suited Ding Feisi's skin color, and pretended to buy too much in the group , and transfer the discount to Ding Feisi.

To an inexplicable man like Zhu Ye, Lu Ying just wanted to say that it's none of your business whether she puts on makeup or not.

However, such a lowly man can marry Ding Feisi, sleep with his arms around her, touch her soft belly and face, kiss her, and listen to Ding Feisi talking nonsense to himself unconsciously.

Zhu Ye is also amazing in terms of gender.

Lu Ying has always thought so.

Except, in the past three years, I heard by chance that Zhu Ye was looking for Ding Feisi, and even Zhu Ye contacted Lu Ying, asking her if she had any news about Ding Feisi.

Only then did Lu Ying feel that the man below was so reliable.

Lu Ying sneered coldly: "It's not that she likes you, she can be with you because she is stupid and easy to deceive, and she was deceived by you."

Zhu Ye's attitude was very calm, and he said without hesitation: "Although Sisi's character is like a child, she is not stupid. She has extraordinary executive power and determination, and all her decisions will only be made by herself. You won't be fooled easily."

At this moment, he looked at Lu Ying who was smoking in the night breeze, with disapproval in his eyes: "You don't know her now, do you?"

Lu Ying was silent.

Zhu Ye said solemnly: "Sisi is an independent person, I am the result of her choice, it has nothing to do with orientation, if she likes me, she likes me."

She said personally that friends, lovers, and relatives are all Zhu Ye, and Zhu Ye is irreplaceable.

Lu Ying flicked the cigarette ash, twitched the corner of her mouth, wanted to hehe, but finally said nothing, because she knew that it was a fact that Ding Feisi liked Zhu Ye, and she didn't want to admit it anymore.

During the time spent chatting under the covers with Ding Feisi, Ding Feisi regarded her as one of his best friends and excitedly shared with her the things related to Zhu Ye.

Zhu Ye jumped up and set up a basket to shoot the ball. Zhu Ye wrote English so beautifully. Zhu Ye drew a stick figure for her...

Chattering, talking to himself because he was happy.

There is no doubt that Lu Ying is jealous.

When Ding Feisi shared these, the corners of his eyes and brows were full of shyness and joy, which were invisible when he was with her.

Zhu Ye.

Wish wild, wish wild, wish wild.

How could this man be so worthy of Ding Feisi's heart.

Dingfaith never thought of her that way.

She would not say the word Lu Ying with a blushing face, she would only say,
Zhu Ye.

Lu Ying smiled lightly and self-deprecatingly.

Oh, it's Zhu Ye.

Lu Ying took out something from her pocket and threw it into Zhu Ye's arms casually. She stood up with a nonchalant expression: "Wedding gift."

She put her hand in her pocket: "Let's go."

Zhu Ye responded calmly: "Go slowly."

When passing Ding Feisi's place, Lu Ying rubbed Ding Feisi's face hard,
What is at grandma's house, come to see her by the way.

Who would bring a wedding gift in advance so conveniently?

She just came to see her.

Ding Feisi wrinkled his little face, looking pitiful.

Lu Ying chuckled lightly: "Fool."

But when he said it, his nose was sour, and he didn't know whether he was scolding Ding Feisi or herself.

Zhu Ye is actually right.

Even if Lu Ying is a man today, he is still vulnerable in front of Zhu Ye.

What Ding Feisi likes is Zhu Ye.

A simple little girl who likes bad boys is probably a perfectly normal pairing.

What's more, this boy is willing to marry her.

It's her who is meddling and wants to get involved.It's a joke.

After Lu Ying left, Ding Feisi came over and grabbed Zhu Ye's clothes, and asked curiously, "What did Lu Ying say to you?"

Zhu Ye looked at her condescendingly with a leisurely tone: "Want to know?"

Ding Feisi nodded hastily.

Zhu Ye hooked the corner of his mouth: "Then what do you give your brother in exchange?"

Ding Feisi made a gesture of hooking his fingers, signaling Zhu Ye to lower his head, and Zhu Ye bent over and turned his ear to her.

Ding Feisi looked around cautiously, and whispered in his ear: "My husband is not at home today."

Zhuye's temple jumped.

Ding Feisi pretended to be innocent and coughed lightly: "Come up and have a seat?"

Zhu Ye grabbed Ding Feisi's hand, squeezed her fingertips, narrowed his long eyes, "Let's go."

Ding Feisi held his big hand, raised his face and said, "Let's go."

Zhu Ye looked at Ding Feisi who was like a child, and for a moment, he was glad that she was not so thoughtful. If she was more careful, it would be difficult not to notice Lu Ying's feelings.

Even Zhu Ye couldn't ignore it. He guessed the truth, but Ding Feisi didn't know it at all. He only thought that Lu Ying was her good friend.
But no good friend would hug Ding Feisi so tightly when taking graduation photos, as if he was afraid that someone would snatch her away.

The jealousy, unwillingness, and anger that Lu Ying once had.

Zhu Ye understood.

Lu Ying's hostility towards him lasted from the sophomore year to the third year of high school, and until the occasional encounter after graduation, Lu Ying was still tit for tat.

Fortunately, Lu Ying still respects Ding Feisi.

Especially respecting her orientation, if Ding Feisi didn't find out about Lu Ying's feelings, Lu Ying wouldn't say anything for a day, and wouldn't embarrass Ding Feisi.

Even for Ding Fei's sake, Lu Ying could push her to Zhu Ye.

In all fairness, Zhu Ye would definitely not be able to do it, nor would it be possible to hand over the one he loves to someone else.

Ding Feisi pressed the password, led Zhu Ye into the house, went straight into the room, sat on the bed, and patted her big pink bed as if showing off: "I'll show you the bed my husband arranged for me. "

He led Zhu Ye around the house again: "Also, this is my husband's dog. Stay away from it. Although it is a border herd, it is very aggressive. You can't win a fight with it."

"This is his cup. It's beautiful. He painted it himself. I also have one, but I like to drink from his cup, and I don't use mine much."

"This is my husband's new digital tablet. To make him angry, just smash it."

Zhu Ye grabbed Ding Feisi and hugged her into his arms.

"I don't want to hear this, you brought me up, shouldn't you go to your husband's bed and do something that you usually do with your husband?"

Ding Feisi smiled: "Okay."

She entered the room first, got under the quilt, Zhu Ye stretched his long legs, went directly to the bed, and hugged her into his arms.

However, Ding Feisi picked up Zhu Ye's tablet from the side of the pillow and looked at him with bright eyes: "Now, it's time for you to tell me a story."

Zhu Ye put the tablet away, hugged Ding Feisi tightly, his Adam's apple slipped, and touched her waist: "I don't tell stories, I want to fuck you."

Ding Feisi shrank his shoulders: "Would you like to do something else?"

"No." He opened and closed his thin lips frivolously: "I don't want anything but sex with you."

(End of this chapter)