Escape from the male protagonist's harem

As soon as Xu Junhuan turned the lock on the door in the morning, the door was suddenly pushed open.

A white figure on the ground bumped into her leg without any precaution. The warm skin on the ankle was in stark contrast to the cold body temperature of the other person, and the place where it touched was icy cold.

Xu Junhuan frowned, it was so cold last night, wouldn't this person just lean against the door and sleep here?

I couldn't help but want to bend down to check the temperature on the other person's forehead, but just halfway out my hand, I took it back with a whoosh.

With the cold expression restored between his brows and eyes, Xu Junhuan stood up straight and stepped over the opponent's body.

"Huanhuan..."

There was that person's soft call behind him, but it was a pity that he couldn't get Xu Junhuan's attention back.

In fact, at the moment of opening the door, Fu Qingyan had already woken up. She really wanted to open her eyes to see the face she hadn't seen all night, but she wanted to know Xu Junhuan's attitude towards her now.

The warm palm was just half a fist away, but it was taken back abruptly in the end.

Fu Qingyan's heart was full of disappointment.

Because Xu Junhuan's hard-hearted heart is really rare.This person is often arrogant and stubborn, but he is awkwardly caring.

But now there are only cold memories left.

Fu Qingyan stopped pretending, she got up from the ground with a grunt, and stood in front of Xu Junhuan.

"Baby, where are you going?"

Fu Qingyan remembered that Xu Junhuan used to like her calling her baby.

Xu Junhuan was unmoved, and without looking at her, he turned sideways and passed her by.

Fu Qingyan finally couldn't bear it any longer, and reached out to grab her wrist: "Baby, please talk to me, okay?"

"Let go!" Xu Junhuan frowned and wanted to withdraw his wrist, but was held tightly by the man.

"I do not--"

"You let me go!"

"Don't let me go, I will let you go." Fu Qingyan showed a rare look of grievance on his face.

"Isn't it to your liking that I'm gone? No one will pester you anymore, tie you up as a dodder, and suck your blood."

"No, Huanhuan, I like you pestering me, I'd love to be sucked by you." Fu Qingyan explained anxiously.

"You really think that I'm sucking your blood. Attachment and being attached will never be in an equal position. Since you haven't realized this yet, you should quickly return to your position." Xu Junhuan said coldly.

Fu Qingyan didn't expect that Xu Junhuan cared about this, and for a while, she said the angry words without thinking.

"Being with me is attachment, being with Lu Chengyuan is also attachment, why can't you choose me?"

Xu Junhuan's face was very delicate when she heard this, she suddenly looked at Fu Qingyan and smiled: "Since they are all dependent, why can't I choose one with better conditions."

"Huanhuan, that's not what I meant." Fu Qingyan felt that her tongue suddenly became a little clumsy, and she felt helpless that the more she explained, the worse she would get.

"You don't need to explain. I think I can understand what you mean. I can see clearly these days."

Xu Junhuan struggled to retract his hand, turned around, and strode away.

Fu Qingyan lowered her head with a gloomy expression, looking at her empty hand, the remaining warmth slowly dissipated, and finally there was nothing left.

As the cold wind blew, Fu Qingyan couldn't help shivering, opened the door and entered the room, her coat was casually thrown on the sofa in front of her.

The two room cards were placed on the table in the same place as yesterday.

A sense of abandonment ensues.

Finally patiently tidying herself up, Fu Qingyan's mind was in a mess, and she turned around the room, took out the things in the two backpacks and tidied them up again, as for Xu Junhuan's things, she also helped her to fold them neatly.

The quilt on the bed was messy, she stretched out her hand to shake the quilt, and she couldn't help flashing the tenderness of the two of them on this bed in the first half of last night.

No abuse, no forcing.It's not like he was blindly possessive before rebirth, and he cooperated with Xu Junhuan pretending to be happy.

Everything is so natural, as if it has been done a thousand times.

Gentle to the extreme lingering.

But it has a mellow taste like old wine, which is endless aftertaste.

Fu Qingyan blushed a little rarely, but in the next moment she realized that the man had decided not to want her, and even threatened her with death, and her whole body was as cold as if a basin of ice water had been poured on her.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door outside, Fu Qingyan was startled, and then overjoyed, could it be that Huanhuan had returned.

Put down the quilt in your hand and run to the door in three steps and two steps, and quickly pull the door open.

"joyous--"

In front of him were two smiling faces of Daheige and Xu Fenghua.

"Sister Yan, did you sleep well last night?" Xu Fenghua kept looking in, wanting to catch another CP's figure.

Fu Qingyan's eyes were full of disappointment, her hands drooped weakly, she opened the door, and said openly, "Come in."

He Jun waved his hands hurriedly and said, "No, no, we'll just stand at the door. Sister Huan hasn't gotten up yet."

Xu Fenghua also echoed, "Sister Huan must have been exhausted last night—"

Fu Qingyan glared at her angrily.

Xu Fenghua said with a smile this time: "Don't misunderstand, don't misunderstand, I mean everyone was busy on the road yesterday, and sister Huan is also weak, she must be exhausted."

Fu Qingyan ignored her nonsense, turned around and walked into the room, sitting on the bed slumped.

The two people at the door saw that there was no other movement inside, and only then realized that Fu Qingyan was the only one in the room.

"Sister Yan, where did Sister Huan go early in the morning?" Xu Fenghua walked in with small steps and asked cautiously.

Fu Qingyan said dejectedly: "She's gone."

"Ah, where did Sister Huan go? Did you go to have breakfast for me? She didn't wait for us," He Jun said in a daze.

But Xu Fenghua grabbed his sleeve.

"She doesn't want me anymore."

It was the first time for the two people in front of them to see Fu Qingyan's decadent appearance, and they were surprised and puzzled.

"It can be seen that Sister Huan likes you very much. When everyone is not paying attention, she often looks at you secretly. There must be some misunderstanding. Just make it clear to her." Xu Fenghua looked anxious, her cute CP can't die .

"This matter is complicated, I'll think about it later." Fu Qingyan buried her head in the quilt, not wanting to continue this topic.

The two had no choice but to persuade her to go downstairs and have breakfast first.

What I never expected was that as soon as I entered the restaurant, I saw a pair of very eye-catching men and women sitting at the window in front of me.

The handsome man and the beautiful woman are like a pair of lovers, they look very well matched.

Their location is very good. The warm sun of early winter shines in from the window and sprinkles on Xu Junhuan's long chestnut brown hair, as if coating her with a golden halo, as beautiful as an angel descending.

On the opposite side, Lu Chengyuan also dressed up meticulously. He wore a high-end suit and his hair was combed smooth and shiny. Like a prince in a fairy tale, many women looked sideways.

Lu Chengyuan graciously helped Xu Junhuan pick up the vegetables, and cut the steak for her carefully. He was extremely thoughtful and considerate.

Very enviable.

The scene in front of her eyes fell on Fu Qingyan's eyes, and it was very dazzling. The pain that had calmed down a little bit began to hurt like a needle prick.

Xu Fenghua next to him winked very much, and reached out to take Fu Qingyan's arm, leading her to another corner of the restaurant.

"Eating steak so early in the morning, I don't know if I can digest it." Xu Fenghua muttered.

Breakfast is self-service. Xu Fenghua found a seat with his back to the two of them, and pressed Fu Qingyan on the chair: "Sister Yan, what do you want to eat? Da Heizi and I will get it for you."

Fu Qingyan shook her head and said, "You eat yours, and I'll get mine myself."

Xu Fenghua showed a look of embarrassment, but was interrupted by Fu Qingyan: "You always have to see, what should come will come, and you can't hide."

Xu Fenghua had no choice but to take He Jun to serve breakfast.

Fu Qingyan picked up the plates, and walked in front of the shelves displaying plates of exquisite dishes. Many greasy things didn't look very appetizing, and in the end they only picked up some vegetable salads.

When she was holding the plate and was about to turn around, when she turned around, she bumped into a slender body lightly, and a familiar fragrance came over her nostrils.

Fu Qingyan was slightly taken aback.

But Xu Junhuan in front of him walked to the side without raising his head, without giving her a look.

Fu Qingyan's heart was full of bitterness, but her body was uncontrollable, but she abruptly stopped the steps that she wanted to move towards her position, and followed Xu Junhuan step by step.

After following two cabinets, Xu Junhuan finally stopped, turned around and stared at her expressionlessly: "Is it interesting to follow me?"

Fu Qingyan answered irrelevantly: "Is the steak delicious?"

There was no smile on Xu Junhuan's face, and he said coldly, "It's better than your vegetable salad."

"You used to like vegetable salad very much."

"I'm sorry, people's tastes change sometimes." Xu Junhuan ordered some food in his bowl, turned around and walked away.

Fu Qingyan followed her graceful back to the window, but met another gaze.

Lu Chengyuan looked at her unkindly, with three points of vigilance and seven points of pride in his eyes.

When Xu Junhuan walked to the seat, he got up and pulled out the chair for her. His considerate movements were extremely natural, and he even leaned over to help her flick the non-existent dust on her shoulders.

This scene stung Fu Qingyan, resisting the bitter feeling in her heart, she took a deep breath, which was mixed with an imperceptible sob.

What you don't cherish will become the treasure on the tip of others.

Fu Qingyan felt that her nose was a bit congested, so she picked up a few pieces of sushi and spread a thick layer of wasabi on the side of the plate.

Standing among the diners who came and went, two plain and slender fingers picked up a piece of sushi, both sides were covered with thick wasabi, and put it in his mouth.

Before chewing, the pungent taste filled the entire mouth as soon as it touched the tip of the tongue, rushing upwards from the tip of the nose, a strong feeling of unblocking the tear glands that have been blocked for many years, and suddenly the eyes were red.

The originally blocked nose became more blocked under the irritating smell, and her eyes became swollen. She turned around hastily, facing the wall where no one could see, and let the slippery liquid on her face slide down.