The Whole Internet is Waiting For Master Fu To Fall In Love

Helplessly, Fu Juncheng moved his slender fingers and flicked her forehead.

"Don't be rash, be careful."

Gu Qingning muttered, "Got it, got it."

Picking up her chopsticks, she tasted every dish.

Seeing her eating deliciously, Fu Juncheng hooked his lips, "Like it?"

With something in her mouth, Gu Qingning nodded, "Yes."

Fu Juncheng turned sideways, staring at her with smiling eyes, "Tastier than mine?"

Another sending proposition.

The alarm bell in Gu Qingning's heart rang, and he ate his chopsticks, "Of course it's because you cook delicious food."

"real?"

"Um."

She nodded seriously, and Fu Juncheng pulled the corners of her lips and smiled.

Gu Qingning found that he didn't eat much, and frowned, "You only eat this?"

He eats so little, it looks like she eats a lot.

Fu Juncheng took a sip of his wine, stretched out his hand to pinch her smooth cheeks, and said in a low voice with a bit of teasing, "Don't worry, I can afford to eat as much as you want."

Gu Qingning rolled her eyes at him, avoided his hand, and watched him think seriously.

Fu Juncheng was a little puzzled by his focused eyes.

Just when he was wondering, the girl's depressed voice sounded.

"You eat less than me, why are you stronger than me?"

After hearing this, Fu Juncheng couldn't help laughing.

It turns out that in the cognition of his little lion, appetite equals strength.

Gu Qingning blushed from his smile.

"What are you laughing at, isn't it great strength?"

She moved her chair a little further away from him.

Seeing the embarrassment in her eyebrows, the smile in Fu Juncheng's eyes deepened.

He stretched out his hand and pulled her chair back, and put his big, slender jade hand in front of her, spreading his palm open.

"How about giving you a few slaps, huh?"

Gu Qingning glanced at his palm from the corner of the eye, snorted softly, and pushed his hand away.

"Go aside."

Fu Juncheng laughed softly, stretched out his hand to wrap her shoulders, and coaxed softly, "I knew that my family, Ningning, loved me the most, and she would definitely be reluctant to hit me."

Gu Qingning smiled, "Annoying."

Fu Juncheng lowered his head, and quickly pecked her soft lips lightly, "Eat more."

He picked up the chopsticks and continued to serve her food.

Gu Qingning is not picky about food, and all the dishes he orders are according to her taste, she eats almost everything he puts in.

In the end, she drank two glasses of wine.

Uncharacteristically, Fu Juncheng didn't stop him, and seemed a little happy to see the result.

The sea breeze was blowing on her cheeks, and she was drunk. Surprisingly, Gu Qingning didn't feel cold, but felt warm all over.

Thinking about going to see the Plum Blossom Forest, after dinner, Gu Qingning urged Fu Juncheng to take her there.

After walking for a while, Gu Qingning felt a little hot, and was about to take off his coat when he raised his hand.

"Don't take it off, the wind is strong and you should catch a cold." Fu Juncheng held her hand and straightened her coat for her.

Gu Qingning's brows and eyes were slightly drunk, her voice was lazy and soft, "But, I'm hot now."

As she spoke, she pressed her hands to his face, as if to prove that she was not cold.

"Your face is so cold."

There was a hint of surprise in the mumbled words, Gu Qingning touched his face back and forth.

She is...

drunk?

Fu Juncheng looked at her fixedly, letting those warm little hands walk over his face.

Perhaps because of drinking, her hands were a little warmer than usual.

Gu Qingning covered his face with the palm of his hand, looked up at him, his clear eyes were filled with his figure, "Is this warm?"

Fu Juncheng lowered his eyes, just in time to meet her slightly drunken eyes, and a hoarse voice floated from his lips, "Warm."

Gu Qingning smiled, like a child who has been praised, "Do you want to be warmer?"

The already exquisite eyebrows and eyes were stained with a bit of a sly smile, and the whole person became brighter and more vivid.

Fu Juncheng followed her words, his voice became softer, "I want to."

Before the words fell, a ferocious force hit him.

The girl's slender arms hugged his strong and narrow waist, and she raised her head, smiling silly at him.

"Do I look like a warm baby?"

Fu Juncheng thought of the warm baby post, and then looked at the girl hugging him, his eyes were filled with tenderness.

He reached out and pulled her into his arms, pressing against her forehead, his deep voice was more gentle in the night, "You are my warm baby."

Gu Qingning narrowed her eyes with a smile, stood on tiptoe, and leaned into his ear mysteriously, "Let me tell you a secret, I'm not a warm baby, Ah Cheng is."

Fu Juncheng was taken aback for a moment, and tightly hugged her waist, "Huh?"

"A Cheng is warmer than a warm baby." Gu Qingning murmured to himself.

Fu Juncheng endured a smile and deliberately teased her, "He's cold, how can he be warm?"

When the words came out, the person in his arms patted his chest angrily.

"You are not allowed to speak ill of him."

As she spoke, she pushed him away forcefully and walked aimlessly into the plum blossom forest.

Upon closer inspection, her steps were a little unsteady.

Fu Juncheng followed behind her, with one long leg, he easily caught up with her.

Stretching out his long arm, he wanted to hold her hand, but in vain.

Gu Qingning glanced at him, "Go away, don't follow me."

Fu Juncheng withdrew his hand, suddenly feeling like asking for trouble.

If I had known earlier that he shouldn't have teased her just now, it's fine now, and I pissed everyone off.

Seeing the people walking further and further away, he resigned himself to his fate and followed.

The delicate and fiery red plum blossoms are in full bloom, and the elegant fragrance permeates the air, refreshing.

Gu Qingning raised her hand, her thin white fingers touched the blooming red plum on the branch, the pink petals carried a ray of coldness, tender and fragile.

She is looking at the scenery, but she does not know that she has also become the scenery in the eyes of others.

Fu Juncheng looked at the girl in the camera of the mobile phone and snapped several photos. The corners of his thin lips evoked a charming smile.

"Ning Ning."

The deep voice called her name, still loose as usual, but a little more iron-blooded and gentle.

Gu Qingning tilted her head and subconsciously looked at him.

"Um?"

A ignorant expression appeared on the exquisite face, which was frozen in the lens of his mobile phone.

Fu Juncheng glanced at the photo, put away the phone in satisfaction, and walked towards her.

The next moment, he stretched out his hand to pull her into his arms, and rubbed the tip of her delicate nose affectionately, "If you like, we'll move some back to the villa for planting."

Gu Qingning raised her head from his embrace, the corners of her rosy lips raised, "Plant a tree."

"One?"

"Um."

"Why?"

One tree is too little, Fu Juncheng wondered.

Gu Qingning raised her hand and grabbed his collar. After a moment of silence, she said in a muffled voice, "Don't be greedy."

Fu Juncheng raised his eyebrows coldly, just as he was about to delve into the meaning of her words, the person in his arms suddenly pulled him and ran away.

His thoughts were interrupted, Fu Juncheng followed her footsteps, "Where are you going?"

"Look at the sea." Gu Qingning kept pulling him away.

When she came, she saw the sea outside, and she had already missed it.

Fu Juncheng looked at the back of her head, and a deep helplessness flashed in his eyes.