Chapter 632: Black Lotus Bamboo Horse Asks for Hugs 49

When they arrived at the villa area, the driver looked at them through the rearview mirror, and saw Shi Qing wake up Fu Qingli, and said with a smile: "The little girl is very good to her boyfriend!" ”

"Hmm."

Shi Qing didn't argue, and after paying on the taxi software, he pulled Fu Qingli out of the car, "Thank you, master." ”

Shi's father's work needs, and he went to Linshi to do on-site activities again, and Shi Qing was alone at home these days.

originally thought that if this point came back, someone from the Fu family would be at home, but the whole villa didn't even turn on a light.

Shi Qing turned his head sideways and asked him, "What about uncle and aunt?" ”

Fu Qingli maintained his posture in the car, wrapped his arms around her neck but refused to let go, leaned on her side as if he had no bones, tilted his head and muttered, "I don't know." ”

Fu Qingli didn't put the weight of his whole body on Shi Qing, so that he leaned on him, and Shi Qing didn't feel very difficult.

Shi Qing looked at Fu Qingli's blank expression and silently moved his face away.

Forget it, it's useless to ask.

What does she have to do with the little drunken bag.

Shi Qing asked, "Password." ”

β€œβ€¦β€¦β€

Fu Qingli was silent again, his long eyelashes fanned gently, and he looked like he was about to fall asleep.

Shi Qing simply held Fu Qingli's fingers and went to test his fingerprints one by one.

Shi Qing's slightly cool fingers were held up, the boy's palm was much larger than hers, and the palm was hot, like the temperature of the sun warming and ironing.

Tick –

Fortunately, the door opened.

Shi Qing has been to Fu's house many times, turned on the chandelier with ease, dragged Fu Qingli to the upstairs room, and finally pressed the person to the bed.

There was no water in his room, and when Shi Qing went downstairs to pour water and came back, he found that Fu Qingli's room was empty, and there was not even a figure.

Shi Qing glanced back at the corridor, and after looking around, he found that Fu Qingli was still in his room, and he was actually hidden in the closet, with his long legs half-bent, curled up in a ball and falling asleep against the cabinet wall.

Fortunately, his wardrobe is big enough, otherwise it really can't accommodate him.

Play peek-a-boo with her, right?

Childish or not naΓ―ve!

Shi Qing had a headache, and couldn't help but call him by his full name, "Fu Qingli." ”

No one should answer at all.

β€œβ€¦β€¦β€

Shi Qing removed all the clothes that were blocking it, took a step, stepped into the closet, and was just about to pull Fu Qingli up, but he didn't expect to be dragged down by Fu Qingli's arm again.

This time it was even worse, Shi Qing completely straddled his waist and abdomen, his hands propped up on his side, and his eyes met condescendingly.

There was silence inside and outside the house.

Shi Qing remembered that Fu Qingli pressed her wrist and didn't let her get up, and the good-looking eyebrows hidden in the shadows were darker than the night.

Shi Qing saw clearly from his eyes that he did it on purpose.

"Brother Qingli?"

β€œβ€¦β€¦ Well. ”

Fu Qingli stared at her with raised eyes, his delicate Adam's apple rolled gently, and he responded coldly and calmly.

The eyes were extremely dark, and the quiet gaze made people really wonder if he was really drunk enough to accuse her so righteously.

"The master just said that I was your boyfriend, why didn't you deny it...... You're lying. ”

β€œβ€¦β€¦β€

Shi Qing didn't expect Fu Qingli to suddenly mention this stubble, she opened her apricot eyes wide, looked at the young man with a cold and serious expression under her in a daze, and was speechless for a short time.

Shi Qing said: "I didn't lie. ”

"And am I?"

Fu Qingli raised her face slightly, her sharply lined face gave birth to some evil beauty, and her slender fingers clasped her wrists and tightened slightly.

"Sooner or later, yes."

The girl in front of him leaned over and pecked the corner of his lips lightly, and her overly straightforward tone was contrary to her usual seriousness and indifference, "It's mine." ”