The Whole Internet is Waiting For Master Fu To Fall In Love

  Chapter 37 I really don’t know how to take care of myself at all (Gageng)

   After talking, the waiter brought two bowls of porridge.

  Steaming hot, with a scent.

  Gu Qingning glanced at the two bowls of porridge, which were exactly the same vegetable porridge.

  She looked blankly at the person beside her, "You just eat this?"

  She was the one who had an upset stomach, so why did he follow suit and eat so lightly.

  Fu Juncheng raised his eyebrows slightly, and said in a low voice, "It's too late, it's better to eat light."

  Gu Qingning said oh, and picked up the spoon to eat the porridge.

   Not to mention, the business of this Chinese restaurant is not unreasonable. An ordinary bowl of vegetable porridge is delicious.

   After eating almost half a bowl, a big hand stretched out beside her and snatched her spoon away.

  Gu Qingning tilted her head, her eyes followed that big hand with well-defined bones.

   Before she could ask, the man's low magnetic voice sounded, "Don't eat too much, or your stomach will feel uncomfortable again."

  Gu Qingning pursed her lips, and looked at the porridge left in the bowl with some unsatisfactory eyes.

Pity.

  Fu Juncheng's regretful little expression fell into his eyes, like a greedy cat, he laughed lowly, "If you like it, we will come again next time."

  Gu Qingning nodded, took two tissues and wiped his mouth.

  She stood up, picked up the hat and put it on her head.

  When the order was placed, the bill had already been settled. Fu Juncheng picked up the car keys, and the two walked out side by side.

  The bright moonlight poured on the road, making the night a little more miserable.

  The black luxury car drove away, kicking up a cloud of dust.

   After tossing around for a whole day and taking pills again, Gu Qingning started to feel sleepy not long after getting in the car.

   Leaning against the car window, with the cool wind blowing across her cheeks, she half-closed her eyes, with a tired look between her brows and eyes.

  Fu Juncheng glanced at her out of the corner of his eye. Seeing her struggling to sleep, he felt distressed and funny.

  He freed one hand to press down the brim of her hat, and his low voice echoed in the car, "There is still a long way to go to school, just take a nap, and I will call you when you arrive."

  In the end, he joked again, "Don't worry, I won't sell you out while you're asleep."

   There was no emotion on the face hidden under the brim of the hat, and the girl's hoarse voice was sleepy, "Thank you."

   After a while, the sound of the girl's long and steady breathing dissipated in the cold wind.

   After confirming that the person beside him was asleep, Fu Juncheng slowed down the speed of the car.

  However, no matter how far the road is, there is still an end.

  Fu Juncheng glanced at the sleeping person beside him, thinking of her insomnia these two days, he suddenly couldn't bear to wake her up.

   Turning the steering wheel, the car drove to the parking space opposite the school.

  The car stopped steadily, and the lights went out.

  Fu Juncheng unbuckled his seat belt, turned around, and stared at the sleeping girl next to him. His coat was on her, making her thin body even thinner.

  Recalling the weight of lifting her up these two times, Master Fu gave her all the little distress he had.

   A trace of complicated emotions flashed across the bottomless black eyes, and he stretched out his hand out of nowhere.

   When his slender fingertips were about to touch the brim of her hat, he abruptly stopped.

   After hesitating for a while, the big warm hand still landed on the top of her head.

   Maybe it was the reason of insomnia for the past two days, or maybe it was because he didn't defend against him, Gu Qingning showed no sign of waking up.

   Seeing this, Fu Juncheng heaved a sigh of relief, with a slight smile on his lips.

  He looked at her delicate side face without blinking, and that slender neck. He could vaguely see the veins and veins under the skin, as if they would break off with a slight fold.

  He took off his hat carefully, and murmured in a low voice, "I really don't know how to take care of myself."