Chapter 145 You are very rampant tonight (1)

The heavy rain hits the feet, splashing ripples after ripples.

Fu Juncheng's eyes swept across the girl's wet school uniform. He took off his coat, shook the rain, and then put it on her shoulder.

Gu Qingning pursed her lips and whispered, "Your clothes are wet too."

“…”

Fu Juncheng closed her collar for her, and her deep eyes were deep.

After a moment, he smiled angry, and she still dared to dislike him.

"Ningning, am I spoiling you too much?"

The ending sound is slightly raised, bringing out a little interest.

Gu Qingning raised his head, looked straight at him with a pair of light eyes, with a stubborn look, "When did you spoil me? You weren't angry just now."

She gave her favors, but he was not happy.

Fu Juncheng laughed, suddenly leaned over and approached, narrowing his beautiful cold eyes slightly.

"Then you tell me, why am I angry?"

The distance between them was too close, and he could vaguely hear his "bang" heartbeat.

Calm and powerful.

Gu Qingning calmed down his mind and avoided his sight, "How could I know."

The next moment, the man pinched her chin and forced her to turn her face.

Cold eyes meet the ink pupil.

He curled his lips and his clear voice couldn't help but lighten, "Ning Ning must know that it's so smart."

Gu Qingning raised her head back and his hand that was holding her jaw fell into nothing.

Yes, he insists on bringing up old accounts, she just wants to accompany her.

"You helped me a lot before, and I'm going to pay you back. Isn't this a normal thing?"

Until now, she still can't figure out the point.

Fu Juncheng frowned and then smiled helplessly.

The low-magnetic laughter drifted away with the wind, which seemed even more attractive on rainy nights.

It really lost to her.

"Have I ever said that we don't need to be so clear about it. I will help you, and you don't need to worry about repaying favors."

Gu Qingning seemed to understand, "But you help me, I want to help you once."

Go back to the starting point after going around.

Fu Juncheng's eyes were slightly dark, and a complex dark light quickly flashed through the depths of his eyes.

Steal his heart, but don't know his intention.

The confused little lion.

When the cool breeze blew, Gu Qingning couldn't help but sneeze twice.

"Ah--"

She sniffed, and her delicate little face turned white with cold.

Fu Juncheng frowned, and his big hands with distinct joints held her cold hands and rubbed them with his palms.

Unlike her, his hands were still warm.

Gu Qingning was stunned for a moment, and the scorching temperature was transmitted from his palm, making people feel at ease.

The chill on his body dissipated a little, and Gu Qingning bent his lips, "Fu Juncheng, did you reincarnate in your previous life?"

Does this mean like a praising person?

Fu Juncheng laughed rather than annoyed, freed up one hand to pinch her face, and his doting tone added a bit of ambiguous romance to this rainy night.

"Just be angry with me, you'll be angry to death, and see whoever is abusing you."

Gu Qingning smiled and hid.

"The old man is so careless, it seems that his physical fitness is not good."

physical fitness……

no?

Fu Juncheng's smile was fixed on the corner of his mouth, his narrow eyes narrowed, bringing out dangerous messages.

He grabbed the back of her head with one hand and pinched her face with the other, "Little boy, you're very crazy tonight."

It was because he was so unscrupulous that he was so indulging in her and spoiled her.

Gu Qingning pulled his lips, and it hurt.

"Don't pinch your face."

Fu Juncheng was reluctant to exert force and slowly let go of his hand.

Her skin was extremely white and tender, as if she could pinch it out of water.

He didn't exert much force, and a red mark immediately appeared on her cold and white little face.

Gu Qingning rubbed his face and glared at him, "Don't always pinch my face. If you pinch your ugly face, you will compensate me?"

As soon as the words came out, the atmosphere that was a little subtle was immediately broken.

Fu Juncheng laughed softly and teased her on purpose, "I wasn't good-looking either."

Gu Qingning sneered, "You're the one who looks good."

She was having fun and shook her head, and her wet hair dripped in a graceful curve in the air, splashing his face.

Fu Juncheng didn't hide and let her make trouble.

The rain slowly slid down his superior jawline, and finally penetrated his open collar, making him savory and abstinent.

He leaned over and leaned closer, his nose slid across her forehead, and the Adam's apple covered with water vapor moved slightly, "Is Brother Juncheng not good-looking?"

Gu Qingning's eyes flashed slightly, and he recited the Qingxin Mantra in his heart.

Form is emptiness, emptiness is form.

She took a step back and avoided the big monster in front of her, "not good-looking."

Fu Juncheng stood up straight, his tone was scattered, with a hint of teasing, "The lying child will be eaten by the big bad wolf."

Gu Qingning gave him a blank look, and he would keep this to scare Hengheng.

At this time, the dazzling headlights swept over.

It was the driver at home who drove here.

The car door opened and the driver ran over with an umbrella.

Seeing Fu Juncheng and the others in a mess, the driver was stunned.

He quickly handed the umbrella over, "Young Master, umbrella."

Fu Juncheng did not take it, and reached out to take the umbrella in Gu Qingning's hand.

"Need not."

He opened the umbrella, grabbed Gu Qingning's hand, and pulled her to run back to the car.

The driver was surprised when he looked at the two people holding an umbrella together.

...

In the living room.

It's eleven o'clock.

Mr. Tao and his wife have not returned to their room to rest.

The TV is turned off, and the living room looks even more quiet.

Hearing the sound of cars, Mrs. Tao quickly walked to the door and looked around.

Seeing the two people coming back with an umbrella together, she immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Walking into the entrance, Gu Qingning looked at Mrs. Tao with apologies, "Grandma Tao, sorry, I'll cause you trouble tonight."

The two were soaked in the rain that Old Lady Tao couldn't help but worry, "It's all my own people, so how can I be troublesome?"

"Why are you both so dripping like this? Go and take a shower and change your clothes before talking, don't catch a cold."

Fu Jun took over the umbrella and put it aside.

Mrs. Tao urged, "Acheng, take Xiaoning to the guest room, I'll go to your mother's room to find Xiaoning's clothes."
To be continued...