Chapter 116: If you hug me like this, it will be bad (1)

Fu Juncheng turned around and walked towards the teaching building.

The corridor is dim and dull, and it is so quiet that it is cold.

Found Class C, the back door that was hidden was blown open by the wind.

Fu Juncheng looked into the classroom. In the darkness, a slender figure lay on the desk, motionless, as if he was asleep.

He frowned and walked in.

The footsteps were extremely light, but they could not escape Gu Qingning's ears.

She half-squinted her eyes and stood up slowly.

His eyes slanted and he saw the person who was still sending her a message a second suddenly appear here, and his pale little face appeared a little surprised.

When did he come?

"Why are you sweating?"

The slender and jade-like big hand fell on her forehead. Fu Juncheng lowered his eyes and looked at her pale face, frowned.

“Where is uncomfortable?”

Gu Qingning came to his senses, tried his best to suppress the dull pain in his abdomen, and lay back on the desk.

She muffled, "No, it's because the classroom is too hot."

This reason is too clumsy.

It's fake as soon as you hear it.

Fu Juncheng's eyes turned darker, and he squatted down and glanced at her hand against her abdomen.

Thinking of her last time she had a stomachache, his face slightly darkened.

"Is there a stomachache again?"

Gu Qingning tilted his head and pointed the back of his head at him, his voice hoarse and powerless, "No."

I have used to seeing the children's arrogant and unrestrained appearance, and now I look sick, Fu Juncheng's deep eyes are filled with a little distress.

The people around him suddenly disappeared, and Gu Qingning was a little uncomfortable.

She turned her head, and the unique cold fragrance brushed across the tip of her nose, too close to her, making her face warm.

In a trance, the man's long arm passed through her knee bend and hugged her horizontally.

My aunt's pain was not relieved, and Gu Qingning's voice was slightly hoarse, "You, why are you hugging me? Let me down."

Fu Juncheng paused and looked down at her. His narrow eyes were so dark that he could not see his emotions clearly.

"Go to the hospital."

Gu Qingning's eyes twitched and she struggled to go down, "I'm really okay, I won't go to the hospital."

Because my aunt was in pain, she went to the hospital, and she didn't have any face.

"Gu Qingning."

A cold voice overflowed from his throat, and his tone was a little more severe than usual.

In my impression, this was the first time he called her with name and surname like this.

Gu Qingning froze, raised his head, and inadvertently looked into the deep eyes as deep as the sea.

The man's superior jawline was tight, and a serious look appeared on his face, as if he was angry.

Realizing this, Gu Qingning curled his lips and felt a little weak inexplicably.

She whispered, "I don't want to go to the hospital."

A soft voice hit his heartstrings, and Fu Juncheng instantly lost his temper.

His eyes softened and he sighed, "Forget it."

If she didn't go to the hospital, he would ask the doctor to come.

Upon hearing this, Gu Qingning's lips bent.

Fu Juncheng put her down, picked up her schoolbag with one hand, and held her hand with the other.

Her palms pressed against each other, and her hands were so cold.

He frowned and pulled her out.

Gu Qingning followed passively, looking at the man beside him with confused eyes, "Where to go?"

Don't you have to go to the hospital?

Concerning that she was feeling uncomfortable, Fu Juncheng slowed down.

"Go back to the villa."

Go to the villa?

Gu Qingning's eyes opened slightly and he hurriedly said, "I have to go to class tomorrow."

The journey to the villa is quite short, and it will take a lot of time to go back and forth.

She will have class tomorrow morning, so she will definitely be late to come back.

Fu Juncheng said indifferently, "I'll send you back tomorrow morning."

"Can……"

"You won't be late when you take a helicopter."

He broke up all her worries in one sentence.

Gu Qingning was so amused that he was taking a helicopter when he went to school. Did he think she was not famous enough in school?

She lowered her head and noticed that he was holding her hand.

Like the hand in my dream, my five fingers are slender and my skin is like porcelain jade, which looks like a delicately crafted work of art.

Unlike her cold hands, his hands were very warm, and the hot temperature spread to her palms and spread to the depths of her soul.

Gu Qingning's thick eyelashes trembled, and an unknown feeling flowed through his heart and took root and sprouted.

"Fu Juncheng, you, your hands..."

She struggled gently, but unexpectedly, her hands were held tighter.

Fu Juncheng looked back at her with his eyebrows and eyes open, "What's wrong with his hands?"

“…”

Gu Qingning was still confused until he got into his car.

However, she had no intention of thinking about anything else for the time being, and she was tortured by dysmenorrhea.

She bent her legs, her thin body curled up into a ball, and her hair was wet with cold sweat and stuck to her forehead, her face pale, and she was rarely weak and embarrassed.

Fu Juncheng drove the car, and Yu Guang kept putting it on her.

Seeing a look of pain on her face, a trace of sorrow slipped through his dark eyes.

"Ningning, what's wrong with you? Why does it hurt?"

He kept asking, Gu Qingning didn't start.

After a moment of silence, a very light voice sounded.

“…Dysmenorrhea.”

Fu Juncheng was stunned for a moment, and immediately recalled the reason why she insisted on not going to the hospital.

He was speechless for a moment, freed up one hand to pick up his phone, and quickly sent a message.

...

One and a half hours later.

Every time I come to the villa, I feel so embarrassed, and Gu Qingning himself finds it funny.

She laughed at herself, and Fu Juncheng came over and happened to see, "Why are you laughing at?"

Gu Qingning dragged his foot in, "I was injured last time when I came to the villa, but now I'm so embarrassed."

Leaving a few steps, the person behind him chased her up and picked her up.

The movements of flowing clouds seem to have been practiced countless times.

Gu Qingning raised his little face and could still see his deep eyebrows from her perspective.

When his eyes moved down, he could still see his beautiful nose bridge.

She is not a face-controlled person, but she has to admit that this person is really good-looking.

She cleared her throat and said, "You can hug me at any time like this, the impact is very bad."

Fu Juncheng raised his eyebrows, "What impact?"
To be continued...