My gentle tyrant (54)_1

Ji Rong's fingers that were holding Fu Shang's face trembled slightly. At this time, he was staring at the woman in front of him, his peach blossom eyes unblinking, stubbornly wanting an answer.

No matter ... Was the answer what he wanted to hear?

Fu Shang: "??? "

She was dumbfounded for a moment.

What, what was going on?

"Regret?"

Fu Shang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, " what am I regretting? Ji Rong, what are you thinking about all day long? "

Ji Rong lowered her thick black eyelashes.

His voice was muffled, and he didn't sound like the usual cruel tyrant.

"You were staring at him just now."

His tone was accusatory.

didn't Yu Li say goodbye to me before he left? " Fu Shang didn't know whether to laugh or cry. if I don't look at him, am I supposed to face him with the back of my head? "

This person was as unreasonable as a child.

Ji Rong continued,"he likes you." Don't tell me you don't know."

"I don't believe you."