The Rest Of My Life Is For You
Chapter 2030 - Face smacking! Wife slaves online! (20)Chapter 2030: Face smacking! Wife slaves online! (20)
“I’m fine, it’s getting late, let’s go too... thank you for today.”
“Don’t be polite with me, and don’t feel guilty. Even if we’re just ordinary friends, I can’t see you being bullied.”
Zhuo Liye stopped talking and didn’t mention what had just happened.
He took off his suit jacket and draped it over her head, gently pulling her into his embrace.
“There’s no one else here. If you feel uncomfortable, you don’t have to hold it in. It’ll Feel Better If you cry.”
“...”
Perhaps Zhuo Liye’s comforting words had worked.
Perhaps the scene of fan Yu leaving with Fu Qian had stung her eyes.
The tears that Qiao Yuanfei was holding back suddenly flowed out like a valve that had gone out of control.
She did not cry out loud.
She only suppressed her tears and calmed down. She reached out and wiped her face randomly before returning Zhuo Liye’s jacket to him.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“I’m going to the bathroom to wash my face.”
“Fay, I’ll go with you...”before Zhuo Liye could finish his sentence, Qiao Yuanfei had already run far away.
She was looking for the washroom with her head lowered.
Her vision was blurred by tears, and she could not see the person in front of her clearly.
Suddenly, a strong arm grabbed her shoulder and dragged her to a corner where no one was around.
Qiao Yuanfei’s first reaction was that she had met a hooligan.
Just as she was about to retaliate, Fan Yu had already pulled her into his arms.
He turned around and pressed her against the wall where people were coming and going.
He lowered his head and pressed his lips against hers!
“Wu –”
Qiao yuanfei did not hesitate to raise her foot and give him a kick.
After she realized who it was, she gave him another fierce kick.
Fan Yu grunted but did not let go of her.
He pressed her down forcefully and continued to deepen the kiss.
The hooligan’s kiss convinced Qiao Yuanfei. In the end, her entire body went limp in his embrace.
Her slender fingers wiped away the tears at the corner of her eyes.
“Don’t Cry, My Heart Aches.”
“...”Qiao Yuanfei ignored him.
Fan Yu treated her tears as disdain. Just as he was about to ask her if she really liked Zhuo Liye, Qiao Yuanfei had already turned her head away.
She said in a muffled voice.
“Don’t touch me with the hand that you held someone else’s hand!”
“...”Fan Yu was stunned. When he came back to his senses, his eyes instantly lit up.
Was She... jealous?
Such a prideful look.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmShe was clearly caring about him, yet she still pretended not to care.
Why did he like her so much?
“I only held Fu Qian’s hand. Did I say anything when you and Zhuo Liye put your arms around each other’s shoulders?”
“What do you mean by putting your arms around each other’s shoulders? Speak properly!”Qiao yuanfei frowned and glared at him.
Which eye of his had seen her and Zhuo Liye put their arms around each other’s shoulders?
Fan Yu snorted coldly and his tone was extremely sour.
“I’ve seen it all. Not only did the two of you shoulder to shoulder, he even wanted to give you a foot massage. You were even wearing his jacket just now and you were crying in his arms.”
She had never revealed such a vulnerable side in front of him.
Fan Yu had said it lightly at that time, and when he pulled Fu Qian along, he was also very determined.
But when he turned around, he immediately regretted it. He had just walked to the last few rows when he stopped. When he turned around and was about to look for Qiao yuanfei, he saw Zhuo Liye carrying her into his arms.
If it weren’t for Fu Xi who kept stopping him and repeatedly reminding him that if he really did it, Qiao Yuanyuan would definitely hate him. He would have pounced on Zhuo Liye at that time and given him a beating.
How could he endure it until now.
“That’s not as intimate as you and your white moonlight!”
Qiao Yuanyuan pushed him away and turned her face away, not wanting to look at him.
“You even deliberately let her demonstrate in front of me, telling me your past stories, ridiculing me for never entering your heart, not even knowing what you’re thinking.”