Chapter 901: Her bathrobe is still in his house
This opening completely destroyed the beautiful atmosphere.
Gu Qingqian said angrily: "Mr. Fu, when you see me wearing your shirt and looking at my white and straight long legs, can you only think of these?" ”
"It's not early, you go to bed early!" Fu Rongshen naturally thought of other things first, and then found out about the injuries on her body.
Gu Qingqian: "It seems that you are going to be Yanagi Megumi." ”
She walked over step by step and leaned on Fu Rongshen.
The voice is low and sultry, "Don't you feel it? ”
Just when Fu Rongshen was about to do something further, Gu Qingqian left him.
"I'm going home to sleep." Gu Qingqian left after teasing.
She had no intention of sleeping here.
is to deliberately tease Fu Rongshen, leave some of his own taste at night, and then leave ruthlessly.
Now on Fu Rongshen's pillow, there is the fragrance left by her hair, even if it is very light, but after just now, it has been amplified.
It's up to him to see if he can fall asleep tonight.
Fu Rongshen: "......"
This woman!!
Gu Qingqian walked to the living room and put on his coat.
He smiled back at Fu Rongshen, "Ah Shen, I'll wear your shirt back." I don't think you're bad for this shirt. ”
Fu Rongshen grabbed Gu Qingqian, opened his mouth, and finally said aggrievedly: "Good night." ”
"Ann."
Fu Rongshen watched Gu Qingqian leave like this, and closed the door of the apartment.
Only then did he mutter: "I'm not missing a shirt, but I'm missing a Gu Qingqian." ”
I knew that I couldn't count on this woman.
When Fu Rongshen returned to the room to sleep, he did have insomnia.
I always feel that this room and this pillow are full of Gu Qingqian's breath. I read books
She was gone, but she threw all the bathrobes on his side.
tossed and turned, and didn't barely fall asleep until the second half of the night.
However, Gu Qingqian, after returning to the room, fell asleep without any burden.
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Early the next morning, Gu Qingqian went to Fu Rongshen's side for breakfast.
When he saw Fu Rongshen, he greeted him with a smile.
"Master Fu, morning! How was your sleep last night? ”
Compared with the bright and brilliant Gu Qingqian, Fu Rongshen's obvious mood is not so high.
However, he doesn't talk much in normal times.
It's just that Gu Qingqian still noticed it.
"I slept well." Fu Rongshen said.
"That's good. I'm still worried that you're losing sleep because I'm gone! Gu Qingqian sat at the dining table, "What are you going to eat this morning?" ”
"Ravioli and burritos." This is Fu Rongshen himself who did it.
Didn't let Fu Qingge send it over.
"Yes."
Gu Qingqian, who has never done anything, just quietly waited for the things to be served.
When eating, Gu Qingqian said: "I'll go out at noon, let's have a meal together in the evening, my flight is at ten o'clock in the evening." ”
"Hmm."
Fu Rongshen paused, and after answering, he continued to send a wonton to his mouth.
Chewing in his mouth, his eyelids drooping, hiding his true emotions.
He remembered that Gu Qingqian was going to eat with Mu Yan at noon.
"I came here in my second year of junior high school. This play will be over in about a month, and by then, there will be more than ten days of rest. When the time comes, I will accompany you well. Gu Qingqian's words are very similar to what many busy scumbags say to their wives or girlfriends.
Fu Rongshen frowned, this sounds right, but something is wrong.