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Chapter 130 Stepping on Master Fu's Shoulder (4)

Gu Qingning's eyes slightly opened, what is so important?
Worth his trip in the middle of the night.

"wait a moment."

After hanging up the phone, she lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

She took a coat and put it on, picked up her cell phone, and hurried out of the room in her slippers.

Everyone else rested, and she went downstairs quietly.

Instead of going out through the main entrance, she jumped over the wall.

Not to die.

Fu Juncheng's car just stopped by the wall.

Unfortunately, she had already jumped down and couldn't hold her feet anymore.

Sitting in the car, Fu Juncheng felt the roof shake.

With a glint in his eyes, he opened the door and got out of the car.

He raised his head, and a familiar figure came into view.

Four eyes facing each other.

Gu Qingning was embarrassed for a second, and then jumped off the roof with a calm expression.

Fu Juncheng frowned, "Why don't you come out from the front door?"

How dangerous it is to climb over the wall in the middle of the night.

"Trouble." Gu Qingning stuffed his hands into the pockets of his coat, squinting his eyes to look at him.

"Aren't you angry anymore?"

Fu Juncheng raised his eyebrows, "Who said I'm not angry anymore."

I couldn't sleep because of her anger.

Gu Qingning bent her lips silently, "Then you are angry, why are you still here?"

Fu Juncheng slightly bent his long fingers, flicked her forehead, and then took out a small red pot from his pocket, "If I don't come, what will happen to your hands?"

Gu Qingning stared blankly at the little red pot in his palm, the body of the pot was about one finger away, and it was quite miniature.

"what is this?"

Fu Juncheng opened the little red pot while talking, "The ointment is very useful for wiping off wounds."

As he spoke, he dug some ointment with his index finger, then took her injured hand, and gently applied the ointment.

The movements of his fingertips were very gentle, and he lowered his head with a pious look on his face.

Gu Qingning was stunned.

A gust of wind blows by, and the faint fragrance of the ointment floats into the tip of the nose.

The tip of her ear was slightly hot, and she wanted to withdraw her hand, "I can wipe it myself."

Fu Juncheng held her hand, his voice was low and hoarse, "Don't move, it's still close."

After applying the ointment, he lowered his head, put his thin lips close to the back of her hand, and blew gently.

"Does it hurt?"

The warm breath brushed over the back of the hand, itching and numb, and the temperature of the always cold hand soared.

Gu Qingning froze, curling her fingertips slightly.

She quickly withdrew her hand, a trace of panic flashed between her brows and eyes, and she quickly regained her composure.

She coughed lightly, "Thank you for the medicine, it's getting late, you should go back quickly."

Fu Juncheng twisted the little red pot and put it in her coat pocket.

"Ningning, do you mean you don't want monks after fasting?"

Gu Qingning curled her lips, "You're not a monk."

The blurted words fell into Fu Juncheng's ears, but there was no interpretation.

In front of her, he really couldn't be a monk.

He reached out and ruffled her hair, and his tone suddenly became serious, "Next time you get hurt, don't lie to me again."

Lu Qingning's eyes moved slightly, and the doubts in his heart were finally solved.

It turned out that he was angry about this.

She is rare and well-behaved, "Got it."

Fu Juncheng smiled with satisfaction, and his tone changed back to his usual casual, "Remember to apply the ointment, it's cold at night, so go back quickly."

Gu Qingning nodded, "Borrow your car roof again."

Fu Juncheng smiled dumbly, "How about I lend you my shoulder?"

step on his shoulder?
Gu Qingning made up the picture in his head, then shook his head quickly.

"This is unnecessary."

After speaking, she nimbly climbed onto the roof of the car, and then climbed back over the wall.

"Good night."

The clear and cold voice dissipated in the air, and the slender figure left his sight.

Fu Juncheng withdrew his gaze, with a faint smile in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)