Chapter Eighty-Five: Supplication

Fu Jingting looked at her and asked very shamelessly, "What do you mean by not having a score?" What does a playboy look like? ”

"That's it...... Attracting bees and butterflies is not in shape. To put it vulgarly, it is a commotion. ”

Fu Jingting looked at her quietly and snorted, "I won't, you teach me." ”

"You still use me to teach, and you're very good now." Xu Qingcheng thought about it for a while and nodded his shirt, "The shirt can be a little more colorful, and your eyes can be a little more shameless." The kind that follows when you see a beautiful MM's ass. ”

Fu Jingting laughed directly.

He propped his arms on the couch and got up. Turning over and trapping her between the couch and him, "And rhetoric, right?" ”

Xu Tingcheng nodded.

The man hooked her jaw, "Baby, your face is amazing." ”

His voice is low and good, and he is in a trance when he says the roughest words.

"It's just that my brain is crippled."

Xu Qingcheng, "......"

Depend on! Scold her for being brain-dead!

Xu Qingcheng thought very simply, he left a good impression on her mother, and the more difficult it would be to break up in the future.

He left a very bad impression, maybe Zhao Lan was going to persuade her to break up.

Miss Xu's abacus is particularly perfect.

What is not perfect is that the actor refuses to cooperate. And he is completely unwilling to cooperate.

"Then you say, what do you want to do?" She's out of the picture, listen to his thoughts.

"I don't want anything, I just have a meal."

"It's not just a meal, you're acting like my boyfriend, you can't be a stranger. It's not a business either. ”

Xu Qingcheng was anxious, "Look at us now, we don't look like a couple, I can see through it at a glance." ”

Fu Jingting crossed his arms around his chest, "Then what do you say couples want?" ”

"Be intimate."

The man's eyebrows raised, "You let me make out with you in front of your mother?" ”

I really want to find a pot bottom and greet him directly in the face!

Xu Qingcheng closed his eyes, and forgot that the chicken and the duck were talking, and it was in vain to say it.

She didn't think that he had to be considerate of her like a real boyfriend, but it was not easy to deal with it. But at the very least, don't let Zhao Lan see that the two of them are acting.

It's really hard to grasp the degree in between.

"Forget it, find your own feelings. Just don't look too bad. Xu Qingcheng took his clothes and prepared to leave.

Fu Jingting grabbed her wrist, "Let's go now?" ”

It was nearly early in the morning.

"It's useless for me to stay, auntie." Xu Qingcheng smiled, looking like you can't use it.

Fu Jingting's heart is blocked, he is only like this in her heart?!

Well...... It seems to be too.

"Where's your driver?"

"It's late, let him go back." Xu Qingcheng put on her coat, and she went to the entrance to change her shoes.

Fu Jingting grabbed her arm, "Sleep here tonight, I won't move you." ”

"I have to fly to Jinju tomorrow morning, with an early flight, and I will leave at 5 o'clock." Xu Qingcheng tugged on his wrist and didn't move.

"I'll let the driver drop you off tomorrow morning. It takes you an hour to get home from here. And it's closer to the airport, so you don't have to be so early. I don't feel at ease if you run back and forth like this. ”

Xu Qingcheng blinked, a little unable to understand his sudden abnormality.

But what he said was true.

Xu Tingcheng's heart was a little warm, but before she could warm up for two seconds, he continued, "Is it considerate enough to be intimate enough for a boyfriend?" ”

“……”

The bag in Xu Tingcheng's hand was put on the entrance shelf, and he pulled a particularly fake smile, "It's enough." I will borrow your room for tonight. ”

Fu Jingting couldn't help but laugh when he saw her go to the guest room with a snort.

……

Silver Bay Hotel.

Fu Jingting arrived early, and he stared at the non-stop message sent by Xu Qingcheng on his mobile phone, and smiled.

[There is a bit of a traffic jam on the road, and we may be a little late. 】

[I'll send you a message when you're almost there, and you pick us up at the door of the hotel.] It's not to embarrass you, it's to pretend to be etiquette. 】