Chapter 15 Twenty Years of You
“Liao Xing, how can you bear it? I’m a twenty-year-old untouched pure man, and you ruined me. If you don’t take responsibility, heaven itself won’t forgive you.”
Fu Jiye was a virgin?
“Then what about when you kissed me first? That was my first kiss too, and you didn’t take responsibility either.”
Fu Jiye looked utterly shocked, then immediately switched tones with delight. “Then I’ll take responsibility!”
“Liao Xing, give me a chance, okay? Whatever it takes for me to make it up to you, I’m willing.”
“Fu Jiye, why did you fall for me? In Gu Qunian’s eyes I was always so unbearable.”
I had a bad temper, bad grades, loved to play around, got angry easily.
Gu Qunian had despised me so much.
So why did Fu Jiye like me?
And act like he couldn’t live without me.
Right now we were still lying naked in the same bed.
I could feel each other’s warmth.
Fu Jiye’s face suddenly flushed.
“Actually… I liked you a very, very long time ago.”
To others I was just a good-for-nothing second-generation rich kid who only knew how to have fun.
But in Fu Jiye’s eyes, I was completely different.
We’d known each other since we were in diapers.
He thought I was cute.
Even though I had a home, I was like a stray kitten covered in thorns—whenever I got hurt, I’d always run to his house for shelter.
His parents were soft-hearted and took me in again and again.
During puberty, he accidentally saw something he wasn’t supposed to.
His nosebleed gushed out instantly.
He never forgot that sight.
That fair waist, the hint of thigh exposed—every part of it was so tempting.
That night Fu Jiye had a dream.
The person he always argued and bickered with was lying beneath him, voice hoarse, begging for mercy with broken little sobs that made his heart ache with pity—yet made him want to do even worse things.
Make him cry louder.
After that, everything spiraled out of control.
Fu Jiye fell hard without warning.