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Chapter 343 I'm still angry, don't hug me (1)

The four of them, Xi Nai, and Yun Zheng who came in a hurry, staggered a step when they heard her words.

"..."

Did she drink too much to be funny?
At this time, shouldn't she be like other women, angrily questioning who the woman in the photo is and what does it have to do with her boyfriend?

It's good, but the style of painting is crooked.

Fu Juncheng's eyes fell on her slightly drunken face, and seeing the expectation in her eyes, he nodded, "There are all of them, and there are others."

Gu Qingning looked at him suspiciously, "Where's that thing?"

"The gold bars are too heavy, I asked Yun Zheng to put them at home." Fu Juncheng said without changing his expression.

"Let's go home, I'll bring it to you."

Not forgetting about the photo, Gu Qingning broke away from his hand, "No, just give your childhood sweetheart."

childhood sweetheart?

Fu Juncheng's eyes darkened slightly, and the hand on her waist suddenly tightened, "What's the mess?"

"Isn't it?" Drunk, Gu Qingning's hair was a little heavy, and his dark pupils were a bit blurred, "Don't everyone in the Beijing circle say that you are a golden boy and a jade girl, a well-matched couple?"

Fu Juncheng's face became even uglier, "Who said that?"

A gust of wind came from all directions, and the people in Xi Nai couldn't help shivering.

Gu Qingning pointed out, "They."

Xi Nai and the others froze. When they raised their heads and touched Fu Juncheng's dark eyes, their backs felt chills.

Xi Nai shook his head, and hastily dismissed the blame, "I didn't say it, it has nothing to do with me."

Shi Yu raised his hand with an innocent face, "I didn't say that either."

Tong Yuan pointed at the people beside him, "Jiang Fan said it, and it has nothing to do with us."

A big pot hit him, and Jiang Fan's small body couldn't stand upright under the pressure.

He glanced at Fu Juncheng's gloomy face, his legs trembled with fright, and regretted staying here to watch the play.

It's all right now, the dog's life is about to die.

Out of a strong desire to survive, he said miserably, "Brother Cheng, it has nothing to do with me, it was rumored by people in the Beijing circle."

Fu Juncheng glanced at them coldly, with a cold gleam in his eyes.

"What else did you guys say?"

Jiang Fan shook his head, smiled apologetically, "It's gone, it's gone."

Gu Qingning looked up at the man's sharp jawline, and then complained, "You almost got engaged to that person, didn't you?"

Fu Juncheng's brows turned cold, and a hoarse voice squeezed out from between his teeth, "You guys also said this?"

The cold and heartless eyes shot over to Xi Nai and the others, all the hairs on their bodies stood on end.

A dead fellow is not a poor fellow, so Xi Nai resolutely sold Jiang Fan out, "Jiang Fan said this too."

The boat of friendship is overturned.

Jiang Fan glared at him in disbelief, the goddamn guy actually pushed him to his death.

"Jiang, Fan."

A sinister voice came over, carrying restrained anger.

Jiang Fan almost knelt down for him, and said without tears, "Brother Cheng, I was wronged."

"You are too bullying, I will leave now, so as not to hinder your eyes here."

After speaking, he ran out of the shooting range with oil on his feet.

The play is good-looking, but life matters.

Seeing this, Xi Nai and the others did not dare to stay any longer.

Xi Nai laughed dryly, "Jun Cheng, please explain clearly to Qing Ning, and we won't bother you."

"Yes, yes, see you another day."

Shi Yu and Tong Yuan nodded in agreement, and fled with Xi Nai.

For a while, only Yun Zheng, the melon eater, was left.

"I'm still angry, don't hug me." Gu Qingning pushed Fu Juncheng away, and stepped back in a vain manner. Without noticing, she fell to the ground.

Fu Juncheng stepped forward quickly and knelt down in front of her. He reached out to hug her, but she avoided him.

Gu Qingning turned away, looked at the ground with confused drunken eyes, and said angrily, "I won't give you a hug, go away."

A faint blush climbed onto her cheeks, adding a touch of charming charm to her already delicate face.

Fu Juncheng's eyes were dim, and he glanced at the empty wine bottle on the ground from the corner of his eye. There were unique patterns on the bottle. The wine was taken in the cellar.

Without a wine glass, did she just drink a whole bottle?

He frowned, turned his gaze back to her, and stroked her long hair that was blown by the wind with his slender fingers.

"Hey, it's cold on the ground, can you get up first?"

Gu Qingning dodged his hand again, staring at him with bright eyes, and Fu Juncheng's heart softened when he saw the misty eyes.

She said furiously, "You let her hold your hand, tell me, are you interested in her?"

Is she jealous?

There were ripples in Fu Juncheng's eyes, and the corners of his lips curled up in a charming arc.

"That was just a misunderstanding..."

Before he could finish speaking, Gu Qingning interrupted him angrily, "That woman smiled so happily, I can see that you are having a lively chat, I don't believe it's a misunderstanding."

"If you're interested in her, go ahead. I won't stop you. Anyway, I'm not alone. I'll find someone else tomorrow, and I'll find him a hundred or eighty times."

Fu Juncheng's face turned black, and his dark eyes were gradually invaded by ice.

Looking for someone else?
Still looking for him a hundred and eighty?

"I'll never buy you clothes again, and I'll return them when I go back."

Even if he is not lightly drunk, the subconscious attribute of a money fan is still there.

I can't feel sorry for anything, and I can't feel sorry for money.

She reached out and poked his chest, poked again and again.

Gu Qingning murmured solemnly, "Fu Juncheng, let me tell you, I'm angry, very angry, very angry..."

The cat-like murmur was soft and delicate, with a bit of anger and awkwardness.

Fu Juncheng suddenly lost his temper, took her hand, pulled her into his arms, and hugged her tightly.

"It's my fault. I didn't escape in time and let her touch my hand. Don't be angry, okay?"

"It's not good, just get angry." Gu Qingning said angrily, but she didn't resist his approach like before.

Fu Juncheng looked at her with low eyes, and continued to coax in a low voice, "Then punish me and give you a few slaps to calm you down, huh?"

Gu Qingning shook her head, "No, I feel bad for beating you."

Fu Juncheng smiled dumbly, hugged her tightly, and his gentle voice made people intoxicated, "Then I'll buy you a few more gold bars, can this relieve your anger?"

The person in her arms was silent for a long time, and Fu Juncheng thought she was asleep.

After a long time, Gu Qingning's muffled voice sounded, "It can barely be suppressed."

Fu Juncheng laughed lowly, raised his hand and stroked the back of her head, "Then let's go home first, shall we?"

Gu Qingning raised her head from his arms, her face was full of drunkenness, she took his hand, and said stubbornly, "Wash your hands, disinfect."

Fu Juncheng nodded and coaxed, "Okay, I'll listen to you, let's go home first, and then you can wash and disinfect for me, okay?"

Gu Qingning's complexion gradually improved, and the corners of her rosy lips rose slightly.

(End of this chapter)