Chapter 178 Can this kind of communication work (3)
The warm breath sprayed on her ears, burning her cheeks red.
Gu Qingning raised her hand against his chest, her translucent eyes were stained with anger.
"Can you speak well, don't always touch your hands, have you got my consent?"
Loving her blushing tenderness so much, Fu Juncheng narrowed his eyes, and tightened his hand around her waist.
He laughed and asked, "Then before I hug you in the future, I will ask you for your opinion first?"
Through the thin T-shirt, the man's big hands with well-defined knuckles were pressed against her slender waist, and the hot temperature was transmitted to her skin.
Gu Qingning couldn't ignore it, she reached out and grabbed his wrist, trying to pull it away.
"This is outside, please be serious."
Fu Juncheng looked down at her, his eyes were dark, and his voice was tinged with a smile, "Then can you not be serious when you go back?"
He spoke so simple and easy to understand, and Gu Qingning was not stupid, so he naturally heard the meaning behind his words.
She gave him a blank look, and got angry, "I can't communicate with you, get out of here."
Fu Juncheng held her fidgeting hand, retracted the iron arm around her waist, and pressed his thin lips against her smooth and full forehead.
"Then communicate like this, okay?"
Succeeded in another sneak attack by him, the temperature that belonged to him remained on his forehead, and Gu Qingning's face became hot.
She pushed him away with all her strength, raised her foot, and stepped on his foot hard.
"Fu Juncheng, you wait for me."
It seems that taking a cold shower is too cheap for him, it should make his nose bleed.
Throwing down harsh words, she turned and hurried downstairs.
Fu Juncheng looked at her running back, looked down at the footprints on the shoes, and smiled happily on his thin lips.
He took a step with his long legs and went downstairs at his leisure.
Let his little lion go along with his hair.
In the living room, Yang Gan smoked a lot.
At a glance, there are four or five stubbed cigarette butts in the ashtray on the table.
Hearing footsteps, he looked back.
Gu Qingning and Fu Juncheng went downstairs one after the other, one with a blank face and the other with a satisfied smile.
Yang felt sour, and he also wanted to hug his wife.
He stubbed out the cigarette **** and threw it into the ashtray.
He stood up and called the servant, "Bring the lady's meal."
Knowing that Yang Qian wanted to serve it himself, the servant respectfully replied, "Yes."
Gu Qingning interjected, "No need, she's coming down to eat."
Yang Qian listened, his face was astonished, and his voice was unbelievable, "What did you say?"
Thinking of what Ye Qing suffered, it was difficult for Gu Qingning to have a good face towards him, her voice was cold, "Speak Chinese, don't you understand?"
Fu Juncheng smiled dumbly.
Yang Gan choked, thinking of Ye Qing, he asked in a good-tempered manner, "You said Qingqing was coming down to eat, is that true?"
Gu Qingning's expression was flat, "It's fake."
Yang Qian, "..."
He finally understands why Jun Cheng likes her. The two people's mouths are too bad, and they have to fight each other.
Just as he was about to speak, he inadvertently caught a glimpse of the figure coming downstairs from the corner of his eye, with a dazed expression on his handsome face.
Changing out of her gray home clothes, Ye Qing wore a long aqua blue dress, which made her figure even more slender and charming. She was already a beauty, and even without makeup, it was hard to conceal her freshness and elegance.
She hasn't worn a blue dress for a year, and during this time, she's either wearing gray or black.
Suddenly changed into a skirt, her whole body seemed to come alive, like a piece of shiny jade, people couldn't take their eyes off it.
Yang Qian's eyes lit up, and he was amazed by her. He was more surprised than happy about her sudden change.
