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

"I think you need to clean up." Fu Juncheng pinched her face, his voice was low and charming, full of helplessness.

It's snowing outside to cool down, and it's not enough for others to wear a down coat, so she just wears a sweater, how can she not be cold.

Gu Qingning glanced at Fu Huaiyuan at the side from the corner of his eye, and his clear eyes flickered.

"Go on running, I'll go back to the room first." She wanted to withdraw her hand, but the man's hand held it tighter.

Before she could react, she was pulled away by a strong force.

Gu Qingning blinked, and passively followed Fu Juncheng's footsteps.

"Hey, uncle is still inside."

"He doesn't need me to take care of him." Fu Juncheng whispered.

In the blink of an eye, the two returned to the bedroom, the curtains were closed, and it was dark inside.

Fu Juncheng poured a cup of hot water, turned around and walked in front of Gu Qingning.

"Take a few sips to warm up your body." He handed the cup to her hand, changing his previous words of carelessness like gold.

"It's hot, slow down."

The body of the cup is close to the palm, conveying a touch of warmth.

Gu Qingning pursed her lips and smiled, took a small sip of water, "No, I didn't stay outside much."

Before the words finished, the man flicked her forehead with his fingers, and his voice was low, "The face and hands are as cold as ice, so I can't say that."

The coldest in the morning, wearing so little to go out is sure to be frozen.

Gu Qingning rolled her eyes, raised her hand to cover her forehead, and said softly, "Oh, it hurts."

Fu Juncheng looked at her clumsy acting skills, and laughed lowly, "Are you considered to be a fan of porcelain, huh?"

He didn't use any strength, how could it be painful.

Gu Qingning raised his head, and said straightforwardly, "Anyway, it just hurts."

Fu Juncheng smiled lightly, reached out to take the cup away, and put it on the side cabinet casually.

Then, he pulled her into his arms, and clasped her powerful long arms firmly around her waist.

He lowered his head and kissed her forehead affectionately, "Does this still hurt?"

Gu Qingning, "..."

Has he really never had a girlfriend before? She really doubts it.

She tilted her head, and pressed her palm against his chest through her clothes, "Go back to the gym, I'll keep quiet for a while."

After the words fell, Fu Juncheng unexpectedly hugged her up.

His deep gaze swept over her rosy lips, and he narrowed his eyes, "You are not as cruel as you to lure me back but drive me away."

"Hook, seduce?"

Gu Qingning almost bit her own tongue, "Fu Juncheng, you are slandering."

Fu Juncheng walked to the bed, and skillfully threw her onto the soft quilt.

The tall and straight body then pressed up, with his hands on her side, Fu Juncheng looked at her steadily, his eyes were dark and dangerous.

After a while, he said slowly, "It's snowing outside."

The sudden change of topic made Gu Qingning stunned.

She looked at him blankly, "Huh?"

Fu Juncheng stretched out his hand to brush away the broken hair from her ear, and pressed his thin lips against her fair jade cheek, with a hoarse voice, "My birthday is coming soon."

The warm breath brushed over her cheeks, making Gu Qingning itchy.

She tilted her head and smiled, "And then?"

She actually asked and then?

Fu Juncheng narrowed his dark eyes slowly, with a dangerous gleam in his eyes, "Then I will ask you."

Gu Qingning didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "No one asks for a birthday present like you."

She raised her hand, poked his chest with her fingers, and asked tentatively, "Shall I buy you a cake?"

Fu Juncheng didn't speak, but looked at her with burning eyes, protesting silently.

The focused and enthusiastic eyes made Gu Qingning a little overwhelmed.

She lowered her head into his arms, avoiding those dark eyes, "It's not enough to buy cakes, why are you so difficult to serve."

Fu Juncheng's heart softened when he heard the gentle voice with a hint of coquettishness.

The thin lips moved down, and a deep voice sounded close to the tip of her ear, "Just a piece of cake just wants to send me away, and I am worth a piece of cake in your heart?"

The tip of Gu Qingning's nose was pressed against his chest, and the clear breath surrounded her.

After a moment of silence, she said in a muffled voice, "Then tell me what you want."

She thought about this question for a long time but couldn't figure it out, so she might as well ask birthday star directly.

Fu Juncheng hooked his lips, "Don't you know what I want?"

"I don't know." Gu Qingning said without hesitation.

She really didn't know. She asked several people around him, but they didn't get an answer.

Fu Juncheng's eyes darkened slightly, and he bit the tip of her ear punitively, "Then think again, anyway, there are still a few days before her birthday."

Gu Qingning, "..."

How can he be so overbearing.

Asking for a birthday gift is still so confident.

She raised her head from his arms, with a provocative smile on the corner of her mouth, "Then I won't send it off."

Fu Juncheng reached out and pinched her chin, his black eyes narrowed slightly, "Then confiscate the gold bars you kept with me."

The Tao is one foot tall and the devil is one foot high, probably so.

Gu Qingning gritted her teeth, "Fu Juncheng, dare you."

Seeing that her hair was blown up, Fu Juncheng pulled his lips, and said lazily, "You don't want to give it away, do you think I dare?"

Gu Qingning, "..."

Do you want to be so careful.

At this moment, a mobile phone rang suddenly.

Fu Juncheng quickly kissed her lips, and got up to get his phone.

Gu Qingning breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't help but thank the person who made the call.

Otherwise, she really doubted that she wouldn't be able to get out of this door today.

"Yang Gan, what's the matter?" Fu Juncheng sat by the bed and answered the phone.

Gu Qingning moved over, and vaguely heard Yang Gan's hoarse and depressed voice, "Qingqing passed out, can you ask Gu Qingning to answer the phone."

Ye Qing passed out?

Surprise flashed across Gu Qingning's eyebrows, and he reached out to take the cell phone from Fu Juncheng.

"Hey, Yang Gan, what's wrong with Ye Qing?"

Yang Qiandao, "She fell and became gassy. We are now at the hospital."

Knowing that Ye Qing is weak, she has been pregnant for less than three months, and now she fell down, wouldn't it be...

Gu Qingning frowned, "Which hospital?"

When Yang Qian reported the name of the hospital, Gu Qingning said "I'll go there now" and hung up the phone.

A mocking voice came from the side, full of disdain, "What are you pretending to do, just fall down and go to the hospital in a coma, hypocritical."

Yang Gan's face was completely darkened, his scarlet eyes were full of hostility, and he stared at the gorgeously dressed middle-aged woman across from him.

He stood up, walked quickly to his mother, and said in a cold voice with overwhelming anger, "The doctor said that Qingqing moved her fetus, are you deaf and didn't hear it?"

"It was you who pushed her down, so it's fine if you don't feel guilty, and you're still calling her hypocritical, Mrs. Yang, Qingqing is my wife, please show some respect."

If it weren't for the fact that she was his mother, it would be absolutely impossible for her to stand here intact.

Now that Qingqing and the child are suffering inside, she is fine, and dares to make sarcastic remarks here.