The Whole Internet is Waiting For Master Fu To Fall In Love

In the middle of a deep sleep, when someone woke her up suddenly, Gu Qingning was inevitably a little annoyed.

She closed her eyes, grabbed the quilt, and said in a hoarse voice with a hint of irritability, "Don't make noise."

The alcohol has subsided and her head still hurts. She just wants to sleep now.

Fu Juncheng's deep black eyes locked her ruddy face tightly, with his hands on her side, his voice was low and sweet, "It's almost eleven o'clock, get up and eat something before going to bed."

The clear breath sprayed on the face, Gu Qingning's curled eyelashes trembled slightly, and she slowly opened her eyes.

Looking into his deep black eyes, she was slightly taken aback, and there was still some confusion in her eyes.

She blurted out, "What are you doing so close to me?"

Fu Juncheng lowered his head, the tips of their noses touched, and their burning breaths were ambiguously entangled.

Without answering her, he asked in a low voice, "Have you forgotten what happened last night?"

"last night?"

Gu Qingning frowned, her mind went blank for a moment.

"What's up?"

Fu Juncheng narrowed his eyes, tilted his head, his thin lips were close to her ear, and his voice was low, "If you say I am obedient, you will love me, remember?"

Gu Qingning's whole body froze, her eyes slightly opened, and there was shock in her eyes.

At that moment, the blank memory was recalled, and intermittent fragments kept flashing in her mind.

Especially the phrase "I love A Cheng" made her blushed, and a trace of embarrassment slipped across her clear black pupils.

dying.

What kind of evil did she fall into last night?

It's too stupid to do so many stupid things.

Fu Juncheng looked at her red ears, and a playful smile curled up on the corner of his mouth, "Remember?"

Gu Qingning refused to admit it even though she was beaten to death. She calmed down and looked at him suspiciously, "Did something happen last night?"

Fu Juncheng raised his eyebrows and looked at her with a half-smile, "I really don't remember?"

Still pretending to be stupid with him, do you really think he is so easy to deceive?

Gu Qingning's expression became more innocent. Of course, the premise is to ignore her flushed face.

She said firmly without hesitation, "I don't remember."

Fu Juncheng laughed lowly, "Then why are you blushing?"

Gu Qingning's face became hot, and she hurriedly pushed him away, "You are so close to me, and you were still covered under the quilt just now, so hot."

She sat up, the quilt slipped off her body, and Gu Qingning realized that she was wearing a bathrobe.

She turned her head to look at Fu Juncheng. She had just woken up and her head was still running, "Where are my clothes?"

Fu Juncheng raised the corner of his mouth, "It's wet, change it."

Gu Qingning pursed her lips, her voice was so low that she could hardly hear it, "...you changed it?"

Fu Juncheng leaned against the bed, his long legs were slightly bent, and he laughed hoarsely, "Is there a third person in this room?"

"..."

There was a moment of silence.

Gu Qingning slid out of bed and ran to the bathroom quickly. Halfway through, her feet felt weak and she staggered a step.

"boom--"

The bathroom door slammed shut with a loud bang.

Fu Juncheng laughed lightly, clearly remembering it, and pretended to be confused.

In the bathroom, Gu Qingning looked at her flushed face in the mirror, wishing she could hang herself with a piece of noodles.

His uncle's.

Her whole life's fame was ruined by a glass of white wine.

Because Mao was in front of Fu Juncheng, her vigilance was fed to the dog.

She raised her hand to touch her hot lips. The scene of her kissing Fu Juncheng last night was vivid in her memory.

She held her head in her hands, and her delicate face was blushing.

Terrible, lost all face.

From the corner of her eye, she saw the clothes hanging beside her, which were the ones she wore yesterday.

Including underwear.

She reached out to take the T-shirt, and when she got closer, she could smell a fresh scent of washing.

Thinking that Fu Juncheng might have washed and dried her clothes, Gu Qingning just wanted to pass out.