What's wrong with being cold-blooded in the end times? Anyone who messes with my wife will die.

It was late at night. Fu Ying made a glass of lemonade, boiled hot water and poured it into the thermos, then went out to pick up Song Shu.

As soon as she reached the corridor, she saw Song Shu stepping out from 1409 and staring at the east end of the corridor with sharp eyes.

Naturally, I also saw Fu Ying.

When Fu Ying saw her, she trotted over to him, her body a little shaky, and she even ran sideways.

"Xiao Shu." Just as she was about to walk up, she saw Song Shu covering his mouth with a finger, hushing, and then sneaking over with a very rosy face.

Fu Ying knew that she must be drunk, but when she saw the water stains on her face, she frowned: "Did you wash your face?"

Song Shu blinked, clenched his hands a little awkwardly, and his cheeks became redder and redder.

"Fu Ying, I seem to have fallen in love with a girl." She whispered the secret stealthily.

Fu Ying looked at her steadily, Song Shu's words echoed in her ears, making her a little dizzy.

"You...what did you say?" she asked uncertainly.

Song Shu's eyes sparkled: "Girls! I like girls!"

Fu Ying's throat rolled slightly, and his eyes suddenly became dim.

"Do you... have a girl you like?" she asked softly, "Why so sudden?"

Song Shu scratched his face and lowered his head shyly: "It's not that sudden, I just... found out that I actually like girls..."

Fu Ying suddenly held her breath and felt a cluster of extremely violent fire rising in her heart. The fire was enough to burn her heart, rushing straight to her brain and burning her eyes.

Who was it? She had clearly started to spend time waiting for Song Shu to come to his senses, so who got there first?!

She just didn't use her supernatural powers to track Song Shu this morning. Could it be that Song Shu didn't go to see Bo Li today, but went to see other women?

Who was it? She counted the female psychics still alive in her mind, and finally settled on the girl with a very flexible body.

Did that guy take Song Shu away on his own initiative? She should have known it earlier!

Fu Ying looked at the shy Song Shu. She had never seen Song Shu like this before. His face was completely gloomy and he exuded a perverse aura.

Jealousy grows endlessly like a dark vine.

Song Shu was excited and embarrassed, and because he was drunk, he had fallen into a happy state of "achieving success" and was unaware of the dark aura emanating from Fu Ying.

Seeing her victorious posture, Fu Ying became even more jealous.

Before Song Shu could be happy for long, two big hands grabbed her shoulders tightly. She raised her head slowly, and her body was pushed backwards and hit the wall directly!

Fu Ying gritted her teeth and asked, "Who is it?"

Song Shu was confused: "Fu Ying?"

Seeing her like this, Fu Ying pushed her against the wall even harder, breathing hot and intensely.

She said bitterly: "Having me is not enough?"

"Why would you want to mess with other girls? Why do you want to know if you like girls?"

"Just having me is enough? Just liking me is enough? Why do you have to worry so much? Why do you have to think about your sexual orientation?"

"You like me, isn't that enough?"

Song Shu shrank back and said hesitantly, "Fu Ying, but I..."

Fu Ying forced out a smile coldly, even revealing some murderous intent: "It's too late for you to say anything, Xiao Shu."

Song Shu said stubbornly: "No, I want to say it!"

Fu Ying frowned, covered her lips with her fingers, and bit her hard.

Song Shu turned his head away, very unhappy, and kicked her: "How can you do this? Then I don't want to like you anymore."

The smile on Fu Ying's lips froze, her mind went blank for a moment, and she blurted out: "Like me?"

"That's what I was going to say," Song Shu said unhappily, feeling dizzy, "I like girls, and I like you——"

This time, Fu Ying gently covered her lips with her palm, and her body felt a strange shock, as if an electric current was passing through her body, and finally gathered in her brain and exploded sparks.

She calmed down, put down her hand, and asked Song Shu carefully: "Do you like me?"

Song Shu: "I like you."

Fu Ying: "Xiao Shu...you are drunk."

Song Shu: "I'm not drunk, I just want to confess to you."

The corners of Fu Ying's lips twitched. She took a deep breath and repeated in a low voice: "Like me? Confess to me?"

Song Shu frowned: "Are you deaf?"

Fu Ying could no longer suppress the joy in her heart. She kneaded Song Shu's shoulders and held her in her arms as if she had found a treasure. Her movements were very careful and gentle, and she felt annoyed by her rudeness just now.

"Xiao Shu, you're drunk. Whether you're drunk or not... I, I know what you mean." Fu Ying murmured, "Do you really like me?"

Song Shu put his head on her shoulder, yawned, and said sleepily: "I like you..."

But Fu Ying didn't want her to fall asleep now, so she lifted her knees, carried her back to the living room, and kicked the door shut.

Song Shu put his arms around her neck and was unwilling to let go until his body sank into the bed.

Fu Ying bent down and helped her take off her shoes. She also took off her own shoes, slowly got onto the bed, and reached out to push away Song Shu's hair.

"Do you want to be my girlfriend?" Song Shu opened his eyes, moved his hands up, and touched the back of Fu Ying's head and neck.

Fu Ying's eyes were filled with unbearable affection. She leaned over and carefully kissed the tip of Song Shu's nose. Her voice was low and clear: "Girlfriend?"

"Then if you accept my confession, then you'll be my girlfriend, right?" Song Shu said.

Fu Ying smiled and said, "Okay, I'll be your girlfriend, and you'll be mine."

"Girlfriend, girlfriend..." She called softly, repeating the sentence very patiently. Song Shu laughed and pressed down hard with both hands.

Fu Ying's lips fell precisely on hers. The smell of wine was very strong and not very pleasant, but at this moment, it was intoxicating both her heart and soul.

Fu Ying leaned on the bed, closed his eyes and kissed her, their lips and tongues entwined.

In fact, this was not the first time Song Shu kissed Fu Ying. He had kissed her before when he was drunk, but today he stumbled and even bit Fu Ying's lips.

Fu Ying knew that Song Shu would remember this time when she woke up, so she gently guided her to kiss.

Song Shu was kissing her when he suddenly stopped.

Under Fu Ying's silent gaze, she blurted out, "I haven't drunk the lemonade yet."

Fu Ying whispered, "Drink after the kiss."

After that, she leaned in for an even more passionate kiss.