551: C551 In the Same Bed

C551 In the Same Bed

Fu Sihan's eyes carried an unnoticeable smile, "Not really."

"Tch!," Wanwan rolled her eyes and said with a little pride, "When I was young, I took first place in the singing competition of the municipal children's group."

Originally, she should have participated in the national competition again, but unfortunately, she was asked by the Yan Family to give her qualification to Yan Mengrou. In the end, Yan Mengrou did not even get the national third prize. She only got an outstanding prize to comfort her.

Fu Sihan raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Fu Sihan." Wanwan suddenly took a step forward and made a turn with the pastry in her hand.

"Hmm?"

This was already the way back. There were few people in this alley. The man stood on the empty road in the middle of the night. Behind him was a dim light and the stars and stars above his head.

Wanwan had not felt such a peaceful atmosphere between her and Fu Sihan for a long time.

She asked somewhat anxiously, "Did we make up?"

Fu Sihan's pupils shrank uncontrollably. He did not even notice the joy in his eyes.

He stared at Yan Wanwan, his eyes deep.

After a while, he asked with a voice full of difficulty and expectation. "How did you reconcile?"

"Of course we're friends." Wanwan said, "If we can't be lovers, we can still be friends, right?"

The light in Fu Sihan's eyes suddenly disappeared. He asked with a cold face, "Friends?"

"Yes, that's right."

"Naive!"

How could a lover be a friend after breaking up? Even if there was, it was still not enough love.

This kind of thing could not possibly happen to him!

He thought that Yan Wanwan had thought it through. It turned out that it was just his wishful thinking!

Fu Sihan walked past Yan Wanwan in large strides. He was tall and had long legs. In a few seconds, he disappeared from Yan Wanwan's sight.

"Why are you throwing a tantrum again?" Wanwan was so angry that she threw a punch in the direction where Fu Sihan had left.

After she had punched the air, she felt that it was not enough to vent her anger. She walked to the yard after punching the air again.

She originally thought that she would run into Fu Sihan after walking for a while. She did not expect that she would not see Fu Sihan even after entering the courtyard.

"Wanwan, did you come back alone?" Misko sat in the courtyard and waited for Yan Wanwan and Fu Sihan.

"Fu Sihan is not back yet?" Wanwan was surprised.

Misko nodded.

Yaan Chenrui did not mind and said, "He is an old man who will not lose his way. Sister, what are you holding in your hand?"

Yaan Chenrui successfully diverted Yan Wanwan's attention.

"I bought you guys some pastries over here. I bought quite a lot of people." Wanwan placed the flower cake on the coffee table and said to Yaan Chenrui, "Send some to Ning Yichun and Chen Nian."

"Wanwan, you are so good!" Misko hugged Yan Wanwan and kissed her cheek. She picked up one and started to eat it. She took the rest and happily went to share it.

Fu Sihan, who walked to the entrance of the courtyard, saw the scene and his eyebrows jumped.

What happened to Misko? Was Yan Wanwan someone she could kiss?

She had no manners, no males and no females!

It had been a long time since he kissed Yan Wanwan.

Wanwan heard the footsteps and turned her head to see Fu Sihan walk in. She asked him strangely, "Why are you behind me?"

Fu Sihan coldly glanced at her and returned to the room with a cold face.

Was he going to tell Yan Wanwan that after he walked a few steps, he was worried that Yan Wanwan would not be able to save face by herself, so he found a corner to hide and waited for Yan Wanwan to walk in front of him. He even followed her all the way?

It sounded like a pervert.

"Tch!" Wanwan rolled her eyes.

The room was big and luxurious, comparable to the presidential suite of a five-star hotel.

The courtyard looked antique, but there were also many modern products.

When Wanwan entered the room, Fu Sihan had already entered the bathroom to take a shower. On the other side of the translucent frosted glass, she could see a vague figure. The sound of someone dying could be heard from the bathroom, creating an ambiguous atmosphere.

Wanwan felt a kind of heat on her cheeks for no reason, and she suddenly had a bad premonition.

She quickly walked to the screen and went around it. On the other side was the bed.

There was only one bed that was similar to an ancient one.

There was only one!

Damn it!

When Fu Sihan came out, he saw Yan Wanwan sitting on the sofa with a hopeless look on her face. She was staring blankly at the big bed. He didn't even need to guess what she was thinking.

He rarely saw Yan Wanwan's expression. For a moment, he found it funny and a mocking smile flashed across his eyes.

"Hey! Why aren't you dressed properly?"

Wanwan looked up and saw that Fu Sihan was naked and only had a towel wrapped around him. The standard eight-pack abs had mermaids thread inserted into the towel. Water droplets rolled down from his muscular chest and flowed into the gaps between the towel and his body. Below him was a pair of long legs barefooted on the carpet.

Wanwan saw this and her eyebrows jumped. Fortunately, she did not do anything that was too embarrassing.

"You have seen even more of it, what is there to be embarrassed about?" Fu Sihan said and turned around to wipe his hair.

This angle was even more attractive, with a wide back, perfect muscles, and a wasp waist...

"I'm going to take a shower." Wanwan picked up her clothes and hurried into the bathroom.

What did she mean by "you've seen even more revealing"?

Did he mean that she wanted to see it?

Furthermore, what kind of relationship did we have in the past, and what kind of relationship do we have now?

What's so great about our figure? Who doesn't have a good figure!

The sound of water once again filled the bathroom.

Wanwan gradually calmed down from her embarrassment and embarrassment, and then she fell into a kind of melancholy of a dead end - tonight was so awkward.

If the two of them were still facing each other with cold eyes a month ago, she would feel that it would be easier to get along with each other. Anyway, they did not care about each other, and even if they did, they would still fight each other.

It was much better to fight than to be embarrassed.

In particular, there was a hint of warmth hidden within this awkwardness.

Wanwan dawdled in the bathroom and was unwilling to go out. She even used a hair mask in the process of washing her hair. The bath was also leisurely. She dried her hair in the bathroom and even used essential oil. Then, she removed her makeup and washed her face and skin. In the end, she really had nothing to do before going out.

Fu Sihan sat on the bed with a tablet in his left hand and his right hand sliding on the tablet from time to time, as if he was handling work.

He half leaned against the bedside and did not cover himself with a blanket. He knelt with one leg on the ground. Such a reckless posture made people feel that he was an ancient noble.

Fu Sihan heard Yan Wanwan's voice and looked at the time. He looked up and said to Yan Wanwan, "I washed it for two hours, 48 minutes, 36 seconds. Amazing."

"Amazing." The two words were perfectly enunciated by him, but there were no ups and downs. There was no emotion at all. It even made people feel like laughing.

Fu Sihan continued, "If you don't come out, I will suspect that you are sleeping inside tonight."

Wanwan was speechless."

Did I use your home water or your home appliances to talk so much?

Wanwan curled her lips and could not be bothered to bicker with this bad-tempered Great Young Master.

She turned around and started to rummage through the cabinets. She looked around and found that there was no spare quilt. Zi!

Fu Sihan looked at her calmly. Before she turned around, he quickly retracted his gaze and pretended to continue looking at the tablet.

"Fu Sihan, there are no spare blankets here?" Wanwan asked.

Fu Sihan looked up with an "How would I know?" expression.

Wanwan unwillingly searched again but still could not find him. When she returned to the bed, Fu Sihan had already covered himself with the blanket.

The blanket was very big. Fu Sihan only covered half of it and left half of it on the other side of the empty bed.

"Are you going to sleep? If you're not going to sleep, turn off the lights. " Fu Sihan put down the tablet and laid down.

The translation of his sentence was like, "I don't care if you sleep or not. Turn off the lights for me to avoid disturbing my sleep."

"Let's... sleep together?" Wanwan stood in front of the bed and asked hesitantly.

Fu Sihan closed his eyes, as if he was still angry about the last bit of unpleasantness in the ancient city. "If you don't want to sleep, then don't. I am not the one who is sleepy."

Cloud City usually had a dozen degrees of sleep at night, but if he did not sleep under the blanket, he would definitely catch a cold.

"Fu Sihan, don't you think it's strange for us to be like this?"

Where did a divorced husband and wife sleep together so casually?

Fu Sihan did not even open his eyes, as if he did not understand what she meant. He said, "You ran for a day in the day and did not sleep in the middle of the night. It is very strange."

... "" I suspect that you are arguing with me again, but I don't have any evidence.

Wanwan was so angry that she took a shallow breath and built her own mind.

Since he felt that it was nothing, it would be hypocritical if she did not put this problem down.

Wanwan took off her shoes and climbed to the end of the bed. She planned to step into the bed from Fu Sihan's feet because he left half of the bed for her.2

Fu Sihan suddenly turned over and his long leg hooked up with Yan Wanwan's leg. Wanwan's entire body pounced down.

Her face hit the man's firm thigh muscles and the tip of her nose and lips hit.

The first feeling was that it was strange.

At the same time, she heard the man take a deep breath.

"Yan Wanwan, you can say it directly." Fu Sihan's voice was still stiff. Clearly, he was in pain.

Wanwan suddenly realized something. She propped up her body and her face was directly facing the man. The burning temperature instantly burned her face.

What did she mean by there was no awkwardness? There was only awkwardness to the point of explosion. That was it!

"I am not..."

Wanwan saw Fu Sihan's sullen expression and the painful expression on his face. She swallowed the words that were about to come out of her mouth to explain her innocence. She asked guiltily, "That... you... are very painful?"

"What do you think?" Fu Sihan did not have a good expression when he was knocked.

How would I know? Wanwan cursed in her heart, but she did not dare to say it out loud. She was afraid that Fu Sihan would beat her up in a fit of anger.

"I, I did not do it on purpose, and you also have a responsibility. If you did not trip me just now, I would not have fallen... To... "

He fell.

" You mean, I tripped you on purpose? " Fu Sihan sneered.

If it had not hurt Fu Sihan, Wanwan would have been so suspicious.

But he wouldn't be so stupid as to sacrifice himself for her, right?

So it definitely wasn't!

"I said I didn't do it on purpose! I'm sorry!"

The more Wanwan spoke, the more guilty she became. She quickly hid under the blanket, worried that Fu Sihan would not allow her to cover herself with the blanket because of this matter. For a moment, she forgot all her previous concerns.

Fu Sihan gritted his teeth and waited for this energy to pass.

Actually, he did do it on purpose.

He wanted Yan Wanwan to pounce on him, and he wanted her to throw herself into his arms again.

However, Fu Sihan did not think that Yan Wanwan would coincidentally bump into him!

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