Chapter 884 It is true that I want to beat you up (1)
Fu Juncheng had a smile in his eyes, seeing that she had calmed down, he couldn't help but want to hug her again.
"Be honest." Gu Qingning knocked off his hand, warned him, picked up his clothes and walked towards the bathroom.
When she takes a step, Fu Juncheng follows.
Gu Qingning laughed angrily, stopped, turned to look at him, with a playful smile on the corner of his mouth, "Why, you want to wash with me?"
Fu Juncheng's eyes lit up, "Can you?"
It seems that she still underestimated how thick-skinned he is, an inexplicable smile slipped across Gu Qingning's eyes.
"Can."
As long as he can take it later.
Feeling a little surprised by her words, Fu Juncheng was too lazy to think, and followed her into the bathroom.
The door closed, Gu Qingning grabbed the hem of the clothes, and lifted it up leisurely, a white and thin waist broke into his sight.
Fu Juncheng narrowed his eyes, and his Adam's apple rolled.
He knew what it means to ask for guilt, and he felt like he was on fire.
Gu Qingning originally wanted to tease him, but he didn't expect that man to suddenly attack her, grab her hand, and press her against the wall.
The warm yellow light fell between his eyebrows and eyes, and those dark eyes were soaked in a strange color, which seemed restrained and longing.
As soon as he opened his mouth, his voice was unbelievably hoarse, "Ningning..."
"No." As if guessing what he was going to say next, Gu Qingning refused cruelly, raising her hand to cover her captivating black eyes.
"Unless your injury heals."
Beating him, she will definitely not be able to do it, so she can only give him a memory.
Her palms were cold, and with her eyes covered, Fu Juncheng couldn't see anything.
He has been holding back for a month, and now he is back, and let him cover the quilt with her every night to just chat, isn't it killing him.
He tried to get her to let him go, and whispered, "This injury doesn't matter, and you are in front of me all day, I..."
Gu Qingning said, "I can go back to the dormitory."
Fu Juncheng sighed from the bottom of his heart, and his lowered voice sounded a little aggrieved, "No, I can't sleep because you're not here. A bad rest will affect the healing of the wound."
"It turns out that you also know that poor rest will affect wound healing. Why didn't you realize this before?" Gu Qingning raised her eyebrows, and pressed the hand that was twitching around her waist.
"Don't try to take the opportunity to play hooligans."
Pretending not to hear her warning, Fu Juncheng pulled down his hand covering his eyes, lowered his head to cover her lips, and kissed her vigorously.
Don't care about him, just give him a kiss to continue his life.
The night was getting cooler, and it was drizzling outside the window.
Gu Qingning was lying on the bed with the quilt rolled up, her long silver-gray hair returned to its original black color, her eyes were closed, her whole body was panting, and she didn't want to move at all.
She is really too used to Fu Juncheng.
"Do you want some water?"
The edge of the bed sank, and the man's deep voice slipped past her ears.
Gu Qingning didn't open his eyes, and kicked over according to the source of the sound.
Fu Juncheng smiled dumbly, grabbed her ankle, and began to massage her.
The strength is neither light nor heavy, and the technique is skillful.
Gu Qingning frowned, tilted her head and looked at him, her voice was very hoarse, "Come here."
Fu Juncheng let go of his hand, leaned closer, with a satisfied smile on his lips, "Continue?"
Continuing with his size, Gu Qingning reached out and pinched his arm, then pulled at the hem of his clothes to make sure that the wound was not bleeding, and then she was relieved.
"I knew that my family, Ningning, loved me the most." Fu Juncheng rubbed the tip of her nose, exuding a pleasant atmosphere all over her body.
Gu Qingning sneered, reached out and grabbed Fu Juncheng's collar, "Yes, it's true that I feel distressed, and it's true that I want to beat you up."
"I'll beat you up." Fu Juncheng said soft words without limit, with tenderness in his eyes, "As long as you don't ignore me."
Gu Qingning lost his temper immediately, put his white hand on his head, and inserted his fingers into his short hair, "If you dare to hide such things from me in the future, I will ignore you."
Fu Juncheng smiled, "What about other things?"
"No other things." She said.
Fu Juncheng said, "Okay, then you can't hide anything from me."
Gu Qingning nodded, suddenly remembered something, she couldn't help teasing him, "Then let me tell you something."
Fu Juncheng was taken aback, "Huh?"
"It's not a big deal, but there is a boy in the school who wants my contact information. Qiaoqiao said that her senior probably wants to confess his love to me." Gu Qingning said slowly.
Fu Junchengjun's face darkened, "What's that person's name?"
Damn, if you dare to covet his wife, you must never let him go.
Gu Qingning suppressed a smile, "Why, do you still want to meet and chat with him?"
Fu Juncheng sneered, and said ruthlessly, "What the hell, I won't beat him up, he will be thankful."
He asked urgently, "Tell me quickly, what is his name, and which department is he from?"
"Okay, don't worry about it, I don't know what his name is." Gu Qingning couldn't help but smile, "Qiaoqiao already told him that I have a boyfriend, but I didn't give him the contact information."
Fu Juncheng's face turned warmer when he heard the words, but he was still worried, "Then what if he still doesn't give up?"
"Then I'll tell him that I'm married, is that okay?" Although Gu Qingning liked to see him jealous, she was also afraid that his old vinegar would drown her.
Fu Juncheng pecked her lips lightly, with a satisfied smile on his face, "Barely okay."
After saying that, he lifted the quilt and lay down next to her, stretched out his long arms, and pulled her into his arms.
Gu Qingning raised her hand against his chest, keeping a distance from him, afraid of touching his wound.
"Take the pillow in the middle as the boundary, and sleep on one side." She reached out to pick up a pillow and placed it between the two of them.
Fu Juncheng frowned, staring at the pillow in the middle with a bitter expression on his face, "We didn't sleep like this last night..."
"Last night was last night, and tonight is tonight, so that I won't accidentally touch your wound while I'm asleep." Gu Qingning moved aside, her tone quite firm.
"If your wound opens again, it's not a joke."
Fu Juncheng looked helpless, "Can't we discuss it again?"
"It's not negotiable." After speaking, Gu Qingning turned sideways and slept with his back facing him.
"Turn off the lights."
Fu Juncheng looked at the back of her head, a gloomy light gliding deep in the bottom of his eyes.
He reached out and turned off the light, and the room fell into darkness instantly.
In the middle of the night, Fu Juncheng opened his eyes, reached out and grabbed the pillow in the middle, and threw it away without looking at it.
The next second, the person next to him got into his arms unconsciously, and grabbed his clothes habitually with one hand.
Fu Juncheng looked down at the person in his arms, and bent his lips silently, which was brought up by herself.
He put his arms around her waist and closed his eyes contentedly.
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The next day.
Yu Wenfan rushed to the hospital as soon as he got off the plane, and didn't even bother to eat lunch.
"Master."
The bodyguards guarding the door saw him and shouted respectfully.
Yu Wenfan pushed open the door and walked in. Mike stayed outside. He glanced at the bodyguards and said, "You are not needed here, you should withdraw first."
