My Crush Also Has a Crush on Me!
Chapter 116 Sneaking Around in Love is Really Exciting

Chapter 116: Chapter 116 Sneaking Around in Love is Really Exciting

People around him laughed quietly, his eyes gently lowered, and his mouth slowly curled up, his eyes tender. Then he glanced, seemingly unintentionally, at the girl beside him, who was sitting like a primary school student.

Fu Ying noticed his gaze and her spine stiffened, taking a deep breath.

This secret romance feels so thrilling.

But please, brother, stop looking. If you keep looking, we’ll be discovered.

Fu Ying blinked, staring down at the steamed rice, suddenly feeling too self-conscious to serve herself any dishes at her own home.

The grandmother noticed her shyness and served her a piece of shrimp. "Yingying, eat this. You used to love it when you were little."

"Thank you, Grandma."

Grandma smiled kindly, "Eat more, you’re too thin."

Fu Ying nodded, her voice soft, "Okay."

That night, Fu Ying ate a lot of shrimp.

While the elders were chatting and drinking, Fu Ying finished a bowl of rice, greeted everyone, and ran upstairs.

Downstairs, the old man Shen Liguang was talking and after learning about various conveniences, Shen Liguang finally managed to excuse himself, went to Fu Yi’s room to fetch something, prepared to leave, and passed by the girl’s room, couldn’t help but knock on the door.

The man stood at the doorway. She peeked upstairs, seeing no one, she pulled him directly into the room.

Approaching him, Fu Ying smelled a faint scent of alcohol.

Knowing him for so many years, liking him for so many years, not spending much time together, but she had never seen him drink.

This was the first time.

"Aren’t you afraid of being discovered with so many people at home?"

Fu Ying felt a bit nervous and excited.

"Of, of course I’m afraid, it was you who knocked."

"I just came up to get something from your older brother’s room, was about to go back, then I passed by your room and couldn’t resist..."

Fu Ying felt he was behaving a bit oddly, her hands pressed against him, looking up at him, "Brother, were you just a little jealous?"

Shen Liguang smiled, maybe they were similar, of similar age, sitting together, they looked so fitting.

Fu Ying explained, not wanting him to misunderstand, "Wen Tian and I are just friends, his mother is about to register marriage with my dad, we’re going to be family."

Shen Liguang spoke softly, "He also tutors you."

Fu Ying was stunned, puzzled, "Bro, how do you know?"

Shen Liguang’s eyes darkened, he didn’t speak, his hold trapping her, his kisses slowly deepening.

The taste of alcohol was in his mouth, his grip on her growing stronger.

Fu Ying stiffened slightly.

She could feel he was restraining, holding himself back.

Their breaths intertwined, Fu Ying felt her body getting hotter, accompanied by an itchiness, she lightly furrowed her brow, her breathing becoming more rapid.

Shen Liguang sensed something was wrong with the girl, released her, and frowned, "What’s wrong?"

"It’s so itchy," Fu Ying rolled up her sleeves and found many red spots on her body, she frowned and scratched.

Shen Liguang stared at her, seeing the discomfort on her face and her increasingly slow breathing, and rushed her to the hospital.

The doctor asked, "What did she eat tonight?"

Fu Mingchuan thought for a moment, "She didn’t eat anything?"

"Could it be shrimp?" Grandma looked doubtful, "I remember Yingying loved shrimp as a child, never saw her allergic."

Fu Mingchuan shook his head, "Yingying hasn’t eaten shrimp for years, she wasn’t allergic to shrimp before, but since high school, she barely eats meals at home, I don’t know much about her allergies."

"If she only ate shrimp tonight, then it must be an allergy to shrimp."

Grandma couldn’t help feeling worried, her tone self-blaming, "I remembered this child loved shrimp, I served her quite a lot."

"It’s pretty serious, let’s have her stay in the hospital tonight."

Fu Mingchuan nodded, "Alright, Mom, I’ll take you home first, and I’ll stay here at the hospital."

"I... I remember Yingying is not allergic to shrimp..."

"Don’t blame yourself, Mom." Fu Mingchuan comforted the elderly, "It’s not a big issue, you should go back and rest."

Fu Mingchuan stayed up half the night, exhausted, he pinched the bridge of his nose as Fu Yan entered the hospital room: "Dad, you should go back, I’ll watch over her. It’s just an allergy, not a big problem, I can handle it."

Fu Mingchuan was getting old, feeling like he couldn’t keep up with the younger people anymore. During his entrepreneurship, he used to work all night long, but now by ten o’clock, he already felt tired.

"Then I’ll head back first, take good care of your sister."

Shen Liguang waited outside the door for a long time, it was almost midnight by the time he saw Fu Yan sending Fu Mingchuan off.

He stubbed out his cigarette and entered the hospital.

Fu Ying was sitting on the bed, continuously scratching the affected area.

Shen Liguang frowned, stepped forward and held her hand: "Stop scratching."

The little girl looked aggrieved, her voice soft, almost coquettish, "Brother, it’s itchy."

Shen Liguang’s heart softened at her call, his voice gentle: "Endure it a little while."

"I can’t endure it."

"Distract yourself."

The light in the hospital room was dim, only Fu Ying’s bed was illuminated, not bright enough to light up the whole room.

Half dark, half light, Fu Ying suddenly felt her lips dry, and couldn’t help licking them.

"Brother, how do I distract myself?"

Shen Liguang slightly lowered his gaze, took out his mobile phone, opened a matching game, and handed it to her: "Play a little game."

Fu Ying: "..."

After Fu Yan sent Fu Mingchuan back, he hurried to the hospital, just as he started the car, a motorcycle suddenly emerged, crashing into his car.

He cursed inwardly, a streak of bad luck.

He got out of the car to check: "What the heck?! Bro, you hitting me at this late hour? I think you weren’t driving too fast, but flying too low. Are you alright?"

Jin Can took off his helmet and frowned at him.

"Jin Cangcang?" Fu Yan just realized, noticing her eyes were red, having cried.

Fu Yan was stunned: "What the heck? My car hadn’t even moved yet, you crashed into me, and you’re crying? My baby got smashed like this, and I didn’t even cry. Please don’t cry, it really gives me a headache when you girls cry."

Jin Can picked up the helmet, stood up, dusted off her clothes, flipped her hair over her shoulder, lowered her head to light a cigarette, took a deep drag then turned to look at him: "Shut up!"

"..." Very well, it was the first time a woman had told him to shut up.

Successfully caught his attention.

"Female thug, as if anyone cares." Fu Yan turned to examine his beloved car, the front was dented, terribly distressing.

"You’ll have to pay for the repairs."

Jin Can sneered: "Such small ambition."

Fu Yan, heartbroken: "This is my most beloved car."

"Tell me how much."

"That’s all I needed to hear, are you alright? If you’re fine, shall I go?"

Jin Can: "I’m fine."

Fu Yan got back into his car, preparing to return to the hospital, glanced at her as he passed by.

She leaned against a nearby utility pole, her curly hair fluttering in the wind, she took a drag on her cigarette, her eyes narrowing slightly.

It was the first time Fu Yan had seen a girl smoking, like a wild rose.

Noticing the wound on her wrist bleeding, a surge of compassion ignited in him. He stopped the car and called out: "Hey, Jin Cangcang, let me take you to the hospital."

Jin Cangcang nonchalantly glanced at her wound: "No need."

Fu Yan scoffed: "Posing."