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Chapter 162 Angry
Wen Shiyu put the bag he was carrying on the table and asked her, "What fruit do you want to eat?"

Song Yixi looked at the delicate and indifferent profile of the man in front of him.

"What are you looking at me for?" Sensing her gaze, he asked.

Song Yixi was suddenly a little angry, and said in a muffled voice, "Look at you!"

"Of course I look good!" Wen Shiyu exclaimed loudly.

He picked an apple from the bag and peeled it for her with a fruit knife.

"..."

Song Yixi shrank into the quilt and remained silent.

After he peeled it, he handed the apple to her.

Song Yixi glanced at it: "Don't eat."

Wen Shiyu took a banana, peeled it and handed it to her.

Song Yixi picked up the quilt: "Don't eat."

Wen Shiyu took another orange.

Song Yixi closed his eyes directly: "Don't eat."

"..."

Wen Shiyu held the orange lightly in his slender hands, and looked at her without saying a word.

Song Yixi couldn't hear the sound and opened his eyes.

Facing his dangerous and indifferent gaze, I faltered.

He was inexplicably scary when he was angry.

"What did Wooson just tell you?" He was always perceptive.

She didn't answer, and the next second, he put down the thing in his hand, and said in a flat voice, "I'll go find him."

Song Yixi quickly got up and grabbed her, her voice was very low: "Don't go..."

Wen Shiyu turned around, and a moment later, his white fingers landed on her chin, raising her face: "No one can make you wronged."

"Wu Sen didn't make me feel wronged..." She pursed her lips, the person she really cared about wasn't him.

Wen Shiyu paused slightly, then squeezed her chin with some force with his fingers: "He didn't make you wronged, so it was me?"

Song Yixi: "..."

"Tell me!"

With a gloomy face, he suddenly withdrew his hand and said in a deep voice.

Song Yixi: "..."

She was afraid, and whispered: "I won't say..."

"Must say!"

"I am scared of you……"

Wen Shiyu stepped forward with a cold face, Song Yixi immediately got under the quilt and pulled the quilt over his head like him.

Temperature domain: "..."

Taking off his coat and throwing it aside, Wen Shiyu untied his tie and said, "Song Yixi, I'll count to three and you come out by yourself."

"..."

He narrowed his eyes: "One..."

"..."

"two……"

"..."

"three!"

Not coming out, that's fine.

Wen Shiyu nodded, grabbed her quilt and pulled it out. Song Yixi had been prepared for a long time, and used all his breastfeeding strength to hold her tightly and not let go.

He looked at her for a few seconds, and in the next instant, he lifted the quilt and got in like her.

Song Yixi found him, and immediately screamed and hid to the other side.

Wen Shiyu grabbed her and dragged her to his side, his voice was low and dangerous: "Try hiding one more time."

In the dark, Song Yixi smelled his body, felt his breath on her face, and said in a trembling voice, "Don't dare."

"Angry at me, huh?"

Song Yixi's back was stiff, and she felt that his breath was everywhere, and there was nowhere to hide. Her ears were flushed, but she said honestly: "Mmm..."

"Where did I offend you?"

"..."

"Say." He said in a low voice.

Song Yixi bit her lips suddenly: "What does that Ni Jian have to do with you?"

"..."

She didn't wait for him to speak, she immediately said: "Why are there so many women around you, Ouyang Anran for a while, fiancee for a while, and now Ni Jian..."

The more she spoke, the angrier she became, she turned her face to the side: "I'm so annoying to you now!"

Wen Shiyu's anger subsided little by little with her complaints, and he even laughed softly when he heard the last sentence.
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PS:

I read everyone's comments.

Thank you.

In addition to thank you or thank you.

Today I got the most votes since I wrote this article, and I got too much encouragement.

What an honor.

I thought, since I was walking staggeringly, I would like to trouble everyone to walk slowly with me.I will not delete this book, and continue to write without major changes, but I may slowly modify the previous plots that I think are blunt in the future.

I didn’t dare to write more when I’m not in good condition today, let’s do it tomorrow, I’ll adjust my condition and give you more updates.

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(End of this chapter)