The naughty and cowardly little crybaby sold himself out

Chapter 176 Because You Called My Name...

The next morning.

The birds in the yard chirped non-stop, it was so noisy.

When he first saw it, his head felt a little swollen. He rubbed his temples uncomfortably and opened his eyes with difficulty.

An enlarged handsome face appeared in front of her, looking at her gently, Fuso?

Chu Jian raised his hand to block the light, and rubbed his eyes, Fuso! !

When Chu Jian reacted, she felt a little breathless the moment she realized what was going on. She seemed to be sleeping in the arms of Fusang, who was also in dishevel!

“Ah! Ahhhhhhhhhh!!” Chu Jian sat up in horror, screaming, pulling the quilt and backing away.

“Chu Yang…” Fuso immediately put on a displeasure and reached out to comfort her.

"Don't touch me! Don't touch me!!" Chu Jian continued to pull the quilt to cover his body. After the quilt was snatched away, Fuso's lower body, which was only wearing underwear, was exposed.

When I first saw Fusang's strong chest and sturdy legs under his open underwear, I was at a loss for what to do.

She felt herself carefully in panic, and felt something sticky underneath.

I pulled back the quilt and saw that I was only wearing underwear on my lower body, which was the kind that was three-quarter length and loose. If I moved my buttocks casually, it would...

The tie on one side of her top had been untied, revealing half of her bellyband, and underneath the bellyband were her plump breasts that were swollen and about to burst during breastfeeding.

Just now she was sleeping in Fusang's arms in this state, and he was holding her tightly, just like Jing Muyang held her before.

"Why? Why! Why did you do this!! I'm drunk, but you're not! Why did you take advantage of me and bully me!!"

Chu Jian gathered his clothes and quilt in front of him, roaring and crying wildly.

Facing the questioning from Chu Jian, Fusang frowned, narrowed his eyes slightly, opened and closed his trembling lips, and the tears that gradually welled up in his eyes fell drop by drop. His bright eyes dimmed little by little, and he stared at his outstretched hand with a lonely face, and said slowly with a trembling voice, "Because, you called my name..."

Looking at Fuso's expression, Chu Jian collapsed on the bed in disbelief.

She called Fuso's name? Did she really call Fuso's name? But Fuso didn't look like she was lying.

Chu Jian panicked and tried to recall carefully. She seemed to have called Fuso's name, and she did so while holding his hand.

Oh my god! Mu Yang, Jing Mu Yang! !

Chu Jian lay on the bed and cried bitterly, holding Fusang's hand and calling Fusang's name. Does this mean that she has completely betrayed Jing Muyang not only physically but also in her heart?

how so? how so!

She couldn't accept herself like this. The person she had always claimed to be thinking about was so vulnerable in her subconscious.

Compared to what Fuso did, she hated herself more.

He knew that Fuso had improper thoughts about him, and he had tried his best to restrain himself. He clearly had not let it go, but he did not stay away from him, which gave him the wrong impression and gave him the opportunity to take advantage of him!

How many people can stand the sight of their beloved one throwing himself into their arms, grabbing their hands and calling their names?

Chu Jian pounded the quilt again and again, blaming herself and hating herself.

The belief that she had held on to for so long collapsed. She no longer belonged to Jing Muyang alone. She could not go back. She had no face to see Jing Muyang again...

“Chuyang, don’t do this, don’t do this!” Fuso was hurt by Chujian’s reaction, but even so he still leaned over and wanted to hug her.

Chu Jian dodged for a moment, sobbing and stretching out his hand to signal not to get close, "You go out first."

"Chu Yang, I'm sorry. The War King has already gotten married, and you agreed to go back to Nanbang with me. You held my hand and called me, and I thought you were willing to accept me. I'm sorry, I should have asked you again when you were sober. It was me who couldn't hold back. It's my fault, it's all my fault!"

Chu Jian shook his head frantically, tears streaming down his face, "You go out first..."

“Chuyang, don’t be like this, please stop crying, please don’t be like this!” Fusang’s tears could not stop flowing out, he didn’t leave, he grabbed Chujian’s hand and beat himself, “Chuyang, you hit me, hit me, it’s all my fault, don’t be like this, Chuyang, don’t be like this…”

Fuso's appearance made Chujian even sadder. What did Fuso do wrong?

If we have to say who is at fault between her and Fuso, it is her fault. She took advantage of Fuso's feelings!

Besides, she has already agreed to marry Fuso and will be returning to Nanbang in a few days. It is a matter of time, so why hurt someone again?

Chu Jian shook her head and restrained her strength so as not to hit Fuso. Fuso held her hand tightly against his heart and refused to let go. He kept apologizing for his mistake over and over again with tears in his eyes.

After accepting the fact and slowly recovering from the shock, Chu Jian no longer pushed him away.

Fuso finally succeeded in holding her in his arms and kissing her tears. Chu Jian did not dodge anymore and Fuso held her tightly.

I think I won’t leave him this time when we meet for the first time.

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For two whole days, Chu Jian did not leave the room and ate only a little bit, just enough to avoid starving to death. She had lost a lot of weight during these days in the capital, especially in the past few days.

Fuso came in to see her from time to time, but didn't get much response when they first met.

"Chuyang, you haven't eaten today, get up and eat something."

Chu Jian had been lying in bed all morning again. Fuso walked to the bed and patted her shoulder gently.

"Get up, huh?"

Chu Jian responded softly and moved, but that was just a slight movement.

"Chuyang, I'll take you out for a walk, and we can go out for a meal, okay?" Fuso coaxed her softly.

"Father has ordered us to leave the day after tomorrow. There will be a farewell banquet tomorrow. We only have some time today. I will take you around and buy you some things you want. We also need to buy a gift for Feng Yu. Come, get up and get ready."

Fuso pulled her up, touched her face, and saw that she had lost visibly weight in the past few days.

Lu Yi led the maids to bring water forward. Fusang took the water and handed it to her for washing, and also wiped her hands and face personally.

Chu Jian let him do these things, thinking back to the past year, ever since Fusang pulled her to escape and fell off the cliff, he had always been taking care of her so carefully.

Although Fuso had concealed some things from her, it was because he loved her too much and didn't want her to leave.

Fusang's love for her was no less than Jing Muyang's, and when you think about it, she had spent more time with Fusang and experienced more things with him than Jing Muyang.

In fact, sometimes she would be confused as to whether it was her first sight or her first sunrise.

"What are you thinking about?" Fusang asked the maids to leave. Chu Jian had been staring at him since the moment he was pulled up, and he could see the hole in his eyes.

Chu Jian shook her head, she didn't know what she was thinking.

It seems like I don’t know who I am or where I came from.

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