Chapter 111 - Can You Like Me Too?
Qiao Jiusheng adjusted the water temperature and drenched Fang Yusheng’s hair. Then, she took some shampoo and gently massaged his hair. She used more force than usual, but Fang Yusheng loved it. Unknowingly, he relaxed. His eyes did not seem to hurt as much anymore.
As she washed his hair, Qiao Jiusheng couldn’t help but admire his handsomeface.
She had always known that Fang Yusheng was good looking, so good that it could make her heart beat faster. She had never dared to look at his face seriously because of this very reason.
“If you continue to watch, it’ll take forever to finish washing up.” the man under her suddenly opened his mouth and said.
Qiao Jiusheng blushed. “How did you know that I was looking at you?”
“Such a passionate, focused gaze. I can feel it even if I’m blind.”
Qiao Jiusheng quickly looked away.
Her gaze landed on his stomach. She stared at the small scar on his skin and could not help but touch it. “Did Fang Mu do this?”
Fang Yusheng nodded.
“He’s so ruthless.”
Fang Yusheng did not disagree with her.
He held the edge of the bathtub with his hands. After a while, he suddenly said to Qiao Jiusheng, “He’s ruthless, so don’t like him.”
Fang Yusheng then placed his right hand on his chest to cover Qiao Jiusheng’s right hand. Raising his wet hair, he ‘looked’ at Qiao Jiusheng and seriously said, “I’m very kind. You should like me.”
Qiao Jiusheng’s right finger moved in Fang Yusheng’s palm, but she did not pull it out.
In her previous life, Fang Yusheng hadn’t stopped at just killing Fang Mu. He had even killed Qiao Jiuyin and her two children.
Qiao Jiusheng did not answer, and Fang Yusheng’s lips straightened.
“Ah Sheng, can you like me too?” He was clearly a rich and good-looking man, but his tone was humble and wary.
Qiao Jiusheng’s lips moved, but she could not say anything good.
She was not young anymore.
She had a beautiful appearance, but her skin and bones were old, and her heart was full of holes. She had been alone for dozens of years. During that time, the only things she could see every day was the son and the moon, and she could only hear the sound of the wind and the toilet flushing.
For Qiao Jiusheng, feelings had long lost their beauty. She considered feelings lower than gold, nothing but piles of smelly bugs and heart-wrenching betrayals.
Even her biological sister could kill her. Then, how could Qiao Jiusheng believe the ruthless and unfathomable Fang Yusheng?
Besides, love was too heavy. If she could fall in love that easily, then love would be too cheap.
Qiao Jiusheng admitted that Fang Yusheng’s face had really entered her heart. However, she did not even dare to touch him.
He was dangerous.
The softness in her palm suddenly withdrew. “I’ll clear your hair.” Qiao Jiusheng avoided his question and picked up the shower head to wash his hair.
Qiao Jiusheng’s reaction made Fang Yusheng feel depressed.
A sense of helplessness surrounded Fang Yusheng.