Rejected Beauty Practices the Villain Play-Chapter 970 - 945: Testing the Waters

"Do you like Zhou Buyan, Cui Lansong?"

Fang Chuning frowned, "How did you hear that? I like men who are a bit more passionate!"

"I remember you like women who are as fiery as flames?"

Fang Chuning, "..."

Can’t continue the conversation!

Xie Jue didn’t want to talk with him either, sulking alone on the warm couch. Fang Chuning felt guilty, but he couldn’t bear to see Xie Jue sulking alone, so he couldn’t help teasing him, "Are you angry?"

"Hah!"

"Just a metaphor, you’re great too," Fang Chuning said, "Otherwise, we wouldn’t have gone through the marriage ceremony."

"That was just an act, it wasn’t real."

Fang Chuning got angry again, raising an eyebrow, "Was our wedding night also fake?"

Xie Jue, "..."

Fang Chuning intentionally provoked him again, "Was your reaction just now also fake?"

Xie Jue’s face instantly flushed, and in his anger, he got up to close the door. Seeing that he had gone too far, Fang Chuning hurriedly got up to stop him, "I’m sorry, I’m sorry, don’t be angry, don’t be angry, getting angry hurts your eyes."

Xie Jue forcefully pushed him out, and Fang Chuning resolved himself, embracing Xie Jue against the door, placing one hand behind his head, and kissed his lips, making Xie Jue widen his eyes in surprise.

Fang Chuning pressed his lips and teeth against him, whispering in a hoarse voice, "Ever since I had that dream, I’ve wanted to do this."

"Why?"

"I don’t know, I just want to." Fang Chuning brushed aside his long hair, his dry and warm hand pressed against his cold cheek, gently rubbing, "It feels just like in the dream..."

Fascinating!

"Fang Chuning, do you know what you’re doing?" 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮

"I’m very clear-headed."

"Weren’t you the one who said you wouldn’t get emotionally involved with anyone before regaining your memory?" At such a close distance, Xie Jue saw the emotion in his eyes. While delighted, he was also a bit angry, "Then what are you doing now?"

Fang Chuning came to his senses, although he tried not to let Xie Jue lead his emotions, he always involuntarily fell into his emotions, doing things that went against his original intent. He knew that apologizing would make Xie Jue furious, yet Fang Chuning still said, "I’m sorry, I overstepped."

"Get lost!"

Xie Jue kicked him, making Fang Chuning stumble back a few steps, unable to help but mutter to himself that Ting Feng was really ruthless, his calf was surely bruised. Xie Jue said nothing more, circling around him back to the bed. Fang Chuning touched his nose, feeling embarrassed.

He returned to the stove and quietly prepared the medicine.

Oh well, maybe he shouldn’t tease Ting Feng, but no, he’s come this far, if Ting Feng realized he was pretending to have amnesia, it wouldn’t just be a simple bruise.

Even if he wanted to regain his memory, he had to choose the right moment. He missed the best opportunity, and Ting Feng was already probing him, if he didn’t confess, he would lose his only chance.

It really is shooting himself in the foot, he could only keep up the act.

Xie Jue didn’t know Fang Chuning had such complex thoughts, he was pondering how much memory Fang Chuning had actually regained, it didn’t seem like he only remembered the little bit about Beiman.

If he only remembered the marriage ceremony, why is he so flirtatious?

Yes, if he had no memory, what Fang Chuning did could only be seen as frivolous and reckless behavior, intimacy only shared between lovers who were mutually in love.

Was it his misperception?

If he had regained his memories but was pretending, what was the reason? Xie Jue considered it from another angle: if Fang Chuning had regained his memory but kept it from him, why?

Is there something difficult he’s dealing with, or a wish that hasn’t been fulfilled?

He hoped that Fang Chuning before recovering his memory could once again like him, what about Fang Chuning? With his amnesia, what did he want? People conceal because of selfish desires, once he figured out what he wanted, he could address it accordingly, whether he was pretending to have amnesia or not, he wouldn’t need to worry.

Xie Jue couldn’t come to a conclusion, yet he couldn’t stop thinking about it. If Fang Chuning had regained his memory, why would he go to such lengths to provoke him?

Both harbored secrets, contemplating each other’s matters. The medicine was also finished brewing, Fang Chuning poured it out, once the medicine cooled down, brought it in, "Xie Tingfeng, it’s time for your medicine."

Xie Jue had been busy all day and was already exhausted. Contemplating matters related to Fang Chuning was mentally draining, and he had actually fallen asleep. Fang Chuning came over to wake him, then placed the cooled tea back on the stove to heat it. Xie Jue wasn’t as troublesome with drinking medicine as Fang Chuning, otherwise, Fang Chuning would definitely scold him with "Don’t do to others what you don’t want done to yourself." So he happily drank it in one gulp. The medicine was prescribed by the Imperial Hospital, not very bitter, slightly sour and astringent, a dose could last several days, and after taking it for six or seven days, his impaired vision would improve. Xie Jue valued his eyes greatly, not daring to overlook it, without Fang Chuning needing to remind him.

"I’ve heated the tea, it’s on the table, you should rest well, if you get thirsty at night, I’m in the next room, just call for me." Fang Chuning reassured him.

Xie Jue said, "Go and rest, I can take care of myself."

"...I don’t care, if you need something in the night, just call out, so you don’t hurt yourself."

Afraid Xie Jue might hurt himself or get burned, Fang Chuning didn’t move the stove indoors. If he were to get up at night, he wouldn’t have a sip of hot tea, but having it indoors was truly unsafe.

Xie Jue thought to himself, so nagging, but he wasn’t annoyed, "Got it."

Fang Chuning urged him a few more times, seeing Xie Jue’s face showing signs of anger, he finally quieted down, and reflected that he shouldn’t be so nagging, continuing would make Ting Feng suspicious again.

He extinguished two lamps, moved the oil lamp to the bedside, and then left with reassurance.