Chapter 185 Is there a third person in this room (3)


    Sleeping deeply, when someone woke her up suddenly, Gu Qingning was inevitably a little annoyed.


    She closed her eyes, grabbed the quilt, and said in a hoarse voice with a hint of irritability, "Don''t make noise."


    The alcohol has subsided, and her head still hurts. She just wants to sleep now.


    Fu Juncheng''s deep ck eyes locked her ruddy face tightly, with his hands on her side, his voice was low and sweet, "It''s almost eleven o''clock, get up and eat something before going to sleep."


    The clear breath sprayed on his face, Gu Qingning''s curled eyshes trembled slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes.


    Looking into his deep ck eyes, she was slightly taken aback, with some confusion remaining in her eyes.


    She blurted out, "What are you doing so close to me?"


    Fu Juncheng lowered his head, the tips of their noses touched, and their burning breaths were ambiguously entangled.


    Did not answer her words, he asked in a low voice, "Have you forgotten what happenedst night?"


    st night?"


    Gu Qingning frowned, his mind went nk for a moment.


    "What''s up?"


    Fu Juncheng narrowed his eyes, tilted his head, his thin lips approached her ear, and his voice was low, "You love me when you say I am obedient, remember?"


    Gu Qingning''s whole body froze, her eyes slightly opened, with shock appearing in her eyes.


    At that moment, the nk memory was recalled, and intermittent fragments kept shing in her mind.


    Especially the phrase "pain A Cheng" made her blushed, and a trace of embarrassment slipped through her clear ink pupils.


    dying.


    What kind of evil did she fall intost night?


    It''s too stupid to do so many stupid things.


    Fu Juncheng looked at her red ears, and a yful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Remember?"


    Gu Qingning refused to admit that he was beaten to death, calmed down, and looked at him suspiciously, "Did something happenst night?"


    Fu Juncheng raised his eyebrows and looked at her with a half-smile, "I really don''t remember?"


    Still pretending to be stupid with him, do you really think he is so easy to deceive?


    Gu Qingning''s expression became more innocent. Of course, the premise is to ignore her flushed face.


    She said firmly without hesitation, "I don''t remember."


    Fu Junchengughed lowly, "Then why are you blushing?"


    Gu Qingning''s face became hot, and he hurriedly pushed him away, "You are so close to me, and you were still covered under the quilt just now, so hot."


    She sat up, the quilt slipped off her body, and Gu Qingning realized that she was wearing a bathrobe.


    She turned her head and looked at Fu Juncheng. She just woke up and her head was still running. "Where are my clothes?"


    Fu Juncheng raised the corner of his mouth, "It''s wet, it''s reced."


    Gu Qingning pursed her lips, her voice was so low that she could hardly hear it, "...you changed it?"


    Fu Juncheng leaned against the bed, his long legs were slightly bent, and heughed hoarsely, "Is there a third person in this room?"


    "..."


    There was a moment of silence.


    Gu Qingning slipped out of bed and ran to the bathroom quickly. Halfway through, her feet felt weak and she staggered a step.


    "boom-"


    The bathroom door mmed shut with a loud bang.


    Fu Junchengughed lightly, clearly remembering it, and pretended to be confused.


    In the bathroom, Gu Qingning looked at her blushing face in the mirror, wishing she could hang herself with a piece of noodles.


    His uncle''s.


    Her fame was ruined all her life by a ss of white wine.


    Because Mao was in front of Fu Juncheng, her vignce was fed to the dog.


    She raised her hand and touched her hot lips. The scene of her kissing Fu Junchengst night was vivid in her memory.


    She held her head in her hands, her delicate face was blushing.


    Terrible, lost all face.


    She squinted out of the corner of her eye and saw the clothes hanging beside her, which were the ones she wore yesterday.


    Includes undergarments.


    She reached for the T-shirt, and when she got closer, she could smell a fresh scent of washing.


    Thinking that Fu Juncheng might have washed and dried her clothes, Gu Qingning just wanted to pass out.