Chapter 143 Then kiss me, I'm pretty casual.

Chapter 143 Then kiss me, I'm pretty casual.

Hamburg looked at her, his face still showing the same calm expression.

"I'm doing this for your own good, why are you angry?"

Yun Yang felt her reason had completely left her home. She grabbed another clean plate and, without thinking, threw it at Hamburger's face.

"If it's for my own good, then you should recognize me as your godmother!"

Hamburger deftly swerved on the table, sending the plate flying past his clothes before it smashed against the wall.

"I can't decide this kind of thing myself."

“I told you, I have an older brother. I can accept your request, but I can’t make that decision myself.”

Yun Yang: "..."

This person is not only mentally ill, but their skin is also bulletproof!

She was so angry that she spoke without thinking, and as soon as she reached out, Fu Xiaoting handed her a plate.

"You have so much free time to worry about me, you should go and get your stuttering fixed!"

The moment Yun Yang made her move, Jin Feng's nerves tightened.

He instinctively drew his gun, wanting to protect his master.

But he was fast, and Guicillo was even faster!

Almost at the same time as Jin Feng made his move, Jukiro also raised his gun.

However, Hamburger and Yunyang moved too fast; one dodged on the table, while the other chased and smashed things under it.

Fu Xiaoting remained silent, only continuing to hand out plates.

The two brothers couldn't aim at all.

In the chaos, they uniformly pointed their cold gun barrels at each other's foreheads...

Hamburg watched as the scene spiraled out of control.

He straightened his slightly disheveled collar with a blank expression, his tone remaining indifferent.

"I'll discuss this with you once you've calmed down."

After saying that, he turned and left this place of trouble.

But he had just turned his head.

"Bang--"

A dull, loud bang.

A black frying pan landed squarely on Hamburg's face.

Hamburger's tall body swayed twice, his eyes rolled back, and he fell straight backward.

Shin-chan's face turned bright red as he shouted breathlessly.

"You dared to bully my sister!"

Yun Yang: "Okay!"

Fu Xiaoting: "Awesome."

Jin Feng & Jujiro: "..."

Sacrificing family for the greater good!

...

The atmosphere remained somewhat heavy on the way back to the seaside villa.

Yunyang sat in the back seat, arms crossed, still not completely calmed down.

Even though Hamburg had a swollen mark on his forehead that looked exactly like the bottom of a pot.

She turned to look at Shin-chan sitting to her right and said seriously.

"Xiaoxin, I must wait for your parents to come and hand you over to them personally."

"I would never hand you over to a mentally ill person!"

Shin-chan nodded vigorously and echoed in his childish voice.

"Mental illness!"

The little guy was still tightly clutching a packed lunchbox in his arms.

Pan'er was still at the villa guarding the house. He was worried that she wouldn't have anything to eat, so he insisted on bringing her a bowl of braised pork rice.

Although this worry is unnecessary.

Outside the car window, it was completely dark.

Thick clouds obscured most of the moon, leaving only a hazy silver edge that cast a cold light on the dark night sky.

The sea breeze blew in through the cracks in the car window, carrying a slightly salty and cool feel.

Yunyang leaned back in her chair, watching the night view rushing past the window, and slowly calmed down.

She knew herself that she was more flustered than angry.

Some things seem to be slowly slipping out of her control, and this feeling is unpleasant.

Suddenly, a warm, dry hand gently covered the back of her hand, which was resting on her knee.

Yun Yang subconsciously turned her head away.

Fu Xiaoting was sitting to her left, quietly watching her.

The car was dimly lit, making it impossible to see his expression. All that could be seen was his deep eyes, which seemed to hold the only moonlight from outside the window, gentle and bright.

He didn't say anything, he just gently took her hand.

His palms were large and warm, completely enveloping her slightly cool fingers.

Fu Xiaoting's thin lips curved slightly, forming a very shallow arc, and his voice was deep and gentle.

Are you tired?

"You can have my shoulder."

Yun Yang lowered her head, her gaze sweeping over their tightly clasped hands and stopping at Fu Xiaoting's legs. She felt a lump in her throat and her eyes instantly welled up with tears.

No wonder he let her attack his legs that day.

He was afraid that one day he would lose control of his body and hurt her.

The system also says that at the end of the story, Fu Xiaoting will really lose his legs.

She had always cared about that matter.

I'm afraid I'll actually lose control and shed tears.

Yun Yang quickly turned her head back, and without saying a word, leaned her head against his shoulder, resting it firmly.

Yun Yang closed her eyes and replied sullenly.

"I won't pay it back."

Although it was only two words, Fu Xiaoting still noticed the sob in her voice.

Shin-chan, sitting on the other side, silently watched the two of them.

He sighed like a little adult.

At this moment, Fu Xiaoting gave him a look.

Shin-chan pouted and wisely crawled forward using both hands and feet, squeezing between the two seats and onto the passenger seat.

The little guy was also very thoughtful, pressing the partition between the back row and the driver's seat.

As the partition slowly rose, the back row became a completely private space.

Fu Xiaoting raised his uninjured left hand and gently stroked Yun Yang's smooth hair, one stroke at a time.

He lowered his head and pressed his lips to the top of her head, a kiss as soft as a feather.

"Don't cry for me anymore."

"Otherwise, when you go back, who will wipe away your tears?"

Yunyang sniffled twice in his arms, feeling a mix of sadness and tenderness in her heart.

She didn't know what was wrong with her lately, that she had become so prone to crying.

Are we just having too much free time?

Back then, she was so busy with her thesis and part-time job that she didn't even have time to cry.

She sniffed: "Once I get back, I'll be a little rich girl. I won't have to worry about who will wipe my tears then."

"I'll order ten male models and have them line up to wipe me down!"

Fu Xiaoting stopped stroking her hair.

The air inside the car was silent for two seconds.

"Although what happens after you go back is none of my business."

His voice sounded somewhat deep, carrying a hint of danger.

"But I get really angry when I hear it now."

"I'm so angry I want to kiss you."

Yun Yang suddenly lifted her head off his shoulder.

"Don't give me that! You want to kiss me even when you're not angry, so don't make excuses for yourself!"

Fu Xiaoting's handsome face moved closer in the dim light, almost touching her nose.

He chuckled softly, his voice carrying a hint of seduction.

"So you mean you can kiss without making a reason?"

Yun Yang: "...No!"

"I told you, you can't just kiss me like that!"

Fu Xiaoting's smile deepened as he looked at her sullen expression.

He simply pushed his face forward even further.

"Then kiss me."

"I'm pretty easygoing."

Yun Yang: "..."

All she wants to do right now is beat someone up; she doesn't want to cry at all.

I was about to reach out and push him away.

"Squeak—"

A piercing screech of brakes rang out without warning!

The immense inertia suddenly threw the people in the car forward.

Yun Yang had no time to react before she was thrown forward uncontrollably.

And in front of her was Fu Xiaoting's magnified handsome face.

"Hmm..."

Lips collided with something equally soft and warm.

The air was filled with his fresh and pleasant scent.

Fu Xiaoting was also stunned.

The two stared at each other, remaining in this awkward position.

"Whoosh—"

The partition in front of them, incongruously, slowly descended.

Shin-chan's cool little face appeared in front of him, arms crossed, looking at the two people who hadn't had time to separate.

He snorted coldly.

"I knew it, my sister was sneaking food again."

Yunyang pressed Xiaoxin's head down, turning his face back, and asked the driver, "What happened?"

"Manager Yun, the road ahead is blocked by rolling stones."