Chapter 9: You Don't Ask Me

Luo Qingying trembled for a long time, and finally wiped her tears and got up.

She hates crying the most, but she can't control it.

At that moment, I hated Fu Peiming very much, and I hoped that I would never see him again in my life.

Putting her clothes on, she walked out.

Fu Peiming suddenly grabbed her, his brows tightened.

His heart was very confused, and such a stalemate made him feel indescribably tired.

He is progressing too fast with her, Shen Muqing has not been sorted out before, and now he has to face the run-in with her.

But there are some things, a promise is a promise, and a gentleman is hard to follow.

After enduring it, he whispered: "It's my fault, I should take the initiative to contact you, but I've been really busy lately, and I haven't had a good rest after coming to Beicheng for so long." ”

Luo Qingying was stunned.

Fu Peiming continued, "I'm really happy to see you today, and I wanted to bring you back when I was at the school gate. But you seem to be very emotional about me, and I don't know how to coax me. ”

"Although I haven't contacted you during this time, I don't mean to break up, I just ...... Ignore you for now. ”

Luo Qingying didn't believe her ears and turned around.

He looked serious, not like a liar.

Her hands trembled a little, and she unconsciously clenched the strap of her bag.

After a long time, he said in a dumb voice, "Didn't you reconcile with her?"

Fu Peiming raised his eyebrows, "What did she say?"

Luo Qingying's tears rolled down again, with a nasal voice, "Hmm." ”

Fu Peiming was silent, and he understood why she was so emotional.

"You don't even ask me. His eyes were gloomy, "Didn't I make it clear in front of everyone at the bar that night, there was no possibility for me and her." ”

Luo Qingying's breathing was chaotic, and it felt very unreal.

Fu Peiming said in a deep voice: "I promised to marry you, and I will definitely do it, unless you want to break up." ”

Luo Qingying suddenly burst into tears again, turned her head, and wrapped her warm arms back, and she wiped her tears with her hands in embarrassment.

After hugging her for a long time, Fu Peiming let go of her, his expression was more relaxed than before, "Let's get something to eat first." ”

Luo Qingying was embarrassed and hummed lowly.

Fu Peiming simply made the ingredients and put them in the microwave.

After washing his hands, he went over to Luo Qingying and sat down beside her and hugged her.

She bowed her head obediently, not daring to look at him.

The tide was still surging in her heart, and what he had just said was still lingering in her mind.

She really didn't expect that he still wanted to marry her.

After eating, Luo Qingying stacked the plates together, Fu Peiming reached over, picked up all the other things, and said, "You go to take a bath, I'll clean up." ”

Luo Qingying blushed.

After taking a shower, he came out wrapped in a bath towel, thought about it, and went over to open Fu Peiming's wardrobe and saw two sets of pajamas in a row of clothes leaning neatly against each other.

She took a gray blouse and put it on.

Fu Peiming came over after taking a shower and saw Luo Qingying wearing his pajamas, which was a little funny.

"It's okay not to wear it, and there's no one else here. He said.

Luo Qingying flew into a blush, "It's comfortable to wear." ”

The corners of Fu Peiming's lips curled playfully and leaned over.

The aroma of the pleasant shower gel immediately entered Luo Qingying's nose.

But what really oppressed her was his own taste.

It was warm, making her heart beat faster and her body soft, like a poppy full of mysterious charm.

He kissed her, the tenderness of his lips making her heart tremble, and almost at the same time, his hand reached into her dress.

The slightly rough palm is filled with a palpitating temperature, and it is stroked all the way......

All her cells tensed and she was breathing.

He looked at her with burning eyes, and that was what attracted him the most.

All the curves on her body were tight and full of elasticity.

The hand has been overturned, and it has overflowed.

The wolf who was good at hunting was not in a hurry, and he continued to kiss her, kissing her so that her eyes were misty, and her eyes were as wet and helpless as a puppy......

He finally went deeper, attacking the city and plundering the land.

Luo Qingying cried again in a very unproductive manner.

But this time Fu Peiming knew that it wasn't because of the pain, so he kissed her fiercely, and the storm was stormy......

……

Luo Qingying woke up in the morning, felt Fu Peiming's body temperature, and was in a trance.

He was still there for her.

She turned cautiously towards him, her gaze falling on his handsome sleeping face.

I really don't understand why he is so attracted to her, even the blue stubble can stir her heart.

His gaze went further down, resting on his smooth collarbone, stunned.

It was strange to see him undressed early in the morning.

My heart throbbed slightly, and I inexplicably had an idea to look under the quilt.

She carefully pinched the corners of the quilt......

I don't want my hand to be grabbed forcefully and pull it into the bed! Luo Qingying suddenly retracted his hand as if he was burned.

"Uh, I'm up!" he flipped away from him in a panic, his cheeks burning.

Wrapped up in a blanket and went to find the clothes that had been washed last night.

After changing his clothes and washing, he came out and saw Fu Peiming also coming out of another bathroom, and his face was red again.

Fu Peiming tied his tie and put on his watch calmly.

With a suit jacket on his arm, he walked towards Luo Qingying, and the whole person exuded a rigorous and steady temperament, particularly tall and handsome.

"I have to go to work, I don't have time to have breakfast with you. He was a little apologetic, "Shall I take you back to school, or will you wait for you to go back by yourself?" There's something to eat in the kitchen, you can find out and deal with it." ”

"I'll go back on my own. Luo Qingying flushed," ...... Can I still come in the evening?"

The corners of Fu Peiming's lips lifted slightly, "Of course you can, it's just that I'm busy and I'm not sure when I'll come back." ”

"It's fine. Luo Qingying averted her gaze, and her earlobes were puffy with pink.

Fu Peiming sent the password for the door to her phone.