182 The cold little brother (23)_1
The girl clenched her fingers and puffed up her face like a pufferfish. She raised her other hand and knocked on the door without any restraint.
She knocked for about five minutes.
Lu yansu finally came out to open the door.
This time, Fu Shang quickly squeezed in and entered the apartment before the young man closed the door.
Then, he collapsed on the sofa and began to play lazy mode.
Lu yansu was speechless.
He closed the door and walked over to Fu Shang. He stopped in front of Fu Shang and asked, “”What are you doing here?”
His tone was light and distant, as if he was talking to a stranger.
As he spoke, Lu yansu opened the refrigerator and took out a can of drink, which he pa.s.sed to Fu Shang.
His att.i.tude was quite polite.
“..”This left Fu Shang at a loss for words. hey, Lu yansu. It’s been so long. You haven’t forgotten about me, have you? ”
The man shook his head and placed the drink on the coffee table in front of Fu Shang. He then sat down on the sofa.
Hearing this, the young girl’s face instantly fell and she complained, “”Then why did you lock me outside the door just now?”
“I’m still thinking of chasing you out,” Lu yansu replied expressionlessly.
Fu Shang was speechless.
Little Tian Tian was not cute at all.
The young girl jumped over, then raised her slender claws to pull the boy’s white cheeks, and she even flashed her little tiger teeth at him.
Lu yansu, ” he threatened, ” do you believe that you’ll lose me if you continue to be like this? ”
Hearing this, the youngster lifted her eyes and slightly curved her lips. Then, she bent down slightly and placed her slender hands on the two sides of the sofa.
This position was equivalent to embracing the girl in his arms.
The man’s cherry red lips moved to Fu Shang’s ear and moved slightly. xiaxia, you sound like … When did I ever have you?”
Lu yansu’s fringe grazed Fu qianfen’s cheek, causing him to feel slightly ticklish. His body’s light fragrance instantly filled the tip of his nose, as clean as the sky after rain.
Fu Shang blinked his eyes and turned his face slightly. He opened his mouth and was about to say something when the other party’s high nose brushed past the side of his face.
“..”
If she wanted to die, what should she say?
At such a close distance.
This was the first time Fu min had seen the grown-up Lu yansu.
There were still some traces of youth left between the young man’s brows, but his overly stunning appearance could already be considered sharp. If one looked carefully, it could almost burn one’s eyes.
His temperament was extremely cold, the kind of coldness that kept people a thousand miles away.
His eyebrows were high and his eyes were delicate. Below him was a pair of clear gla.s.s-like eyes, dark pupils as deep as ink, and his lips were thin and light red in color.
Their eyes met.
Lu yansu was the first to lift his fair hand and pinched the young lady’s chin. Staring at her red lips, he asked softly, “Xiaxia, I can … Should I kiss you?”
Fu Shang:
What nonsense was this?
He saw the young girl’s wide-open eyes, her long eyelashes trembling non-stop, and her face full of disbelief.
Lu yansu chuckled as he muttered to himself, “”Since you’re not saying anything, I’ll take it as your silent consent.”