Chapter 82 Third Master's Apology

Then she heard Gu Sihan whisper in her ear: "Sorry~"

Gu Sihan's words were very blunt, but Fu Jiu was already very satisfied. At least this man did what she asked.

But it is not easy to forgive him.

After all, my back still hurts.

Fu Jiu pushed him away and said with a deliberately cold face, "Third Master, there's no need to apologize. You haven't done anything wrong to me. Instead, I want to thank you."

In a word, we are at a stalemate again.

"That won't happen again."

Fu Jiu didn't bother to guess the ambiguous answer. "Third Master, can you take me to my place? I'll go get my luggage."

Ning Yuan said: "Madam, I have brought your luggage for you, and I have already greeted your friends, so nothing will happen."

……

It was already past ten o'clock when they returned to the villa. Fu Jiu got out of the car first and took out her luggage from the trunk. Gu Sihan reached out and took it: "I'll do it~"

After saying that, he helped her carry her luggage into the house.

Aunt Xie saw the two of them and said with a smile: "Third Master, Madam, you are back."

In contrast to Gu Sihan's indifferent nod, Fu Jiu greeted him warmly.

Aunt Xie was already used to Gu Sihan's behavior, so she turned to Fu Jiu and said, "Madam, what would you like to eat? I'll make it now."

"No, you should rest early."

Fu Jiu didn't want to trouble Aunt Xie anymore at this late hour, so she carried her drawing board back to her previous room.

Aunt Xie looked at Gu Sihan: "Third Master, this..."

"You should take a rest first. Isn't there some leftover beef noodles? Just put it on the table."

After saying that, Gu Sihan came to Fu Jiu's room and saw her standing there fiddling with her paintings. This was the first time he saw Fu Jiu's work. The painting was very good, and she had painted the entire ancient town.

Fu Jiu planned to frame it once it was dry.

So just put it in the window to ventilate and dry.

"Third Master, aren't you going to rest yet?" Fu Jiu turned around and saw Gu Sihan standing behind her.

"Wait for you!"

Fu Jiu was stunned for a moment, thinking of the woman from before. She would never sleep in Gu Sihan's room again, no matter how hard she tried.

Feel sick.

"Master San, go back to your room and rest early. You don't have to wait for me. If you feel lonely, you can ask that beautiful woman to serve you. I believe she will be happy to do so."

As soon as he finished speaking, Gu Sihan hugged her in his arms, and Fu Jiu was a little scared.

"What...what are you doing?" Gu Sihan hugged her tightly, and Fu Jiu's face was buried in his chest. In an instant, Fu Jiu was surrounded by a familiar smell.

"I'm sorry." Gu Sihan's voice sounded in his ears, very low, and his exhaled breath sprinkled on his ears, making them itchy.

This was the second time she had apologized to herself today. Compared to the first time when she said "sorry" stiffly, the three words "I'm sorry" made Fu Jiu want to cry even more.

I don’t know why, but I just want to cry.

Maybe he felt wronged, or maybe he felt something else.

I'm so angry. This bastard did such a cruel thing to me and hurt me, but I want to cry just because of these three words he said.

"Gu Sihan." Fu Jiu gently pushed him away, looked up at him, and said word by word, "As for your personal affairs, I don't care if you bring one or two women home, but... well..."

Before she could finish her words, Gu Sihan blocked her red lips. He didn't want to hear these words from her mouth.

So we can only block it.

As they kissed, they both fell onto the sofa beside them. Fu Jiu sat on his lap. At this moment, their breaths were hot and entangled.

When Gu Sihan's hot hands pushed aside her clothes and reached her waist, the phone in her bag rang inopportunely.

Fu Jiu grabbed Gu Sihan's hand and panted, "I...I'll answer the phone first!"

Gu Sihan's face darkened. Who was ruining my good thing? He had almost coaxed them into a relationship, and it was going to be a natural progression when a phone call interrupted them.

Fu Jiu wanted to get up, but Gu Sihan held her waist with both hands to prevent her from doing so. Fortunately, her phone was on the coffee table, within easy reach. She glared at Gu Sihan and answered the call.

"Hello~Ranran~" Fu Jiu was talking on the phone with Song Shuran. Her neck felt a little itchy from being bitten by Gu Sihan, and she made frequent "hmm" and "ah" sounds.

"Nine Brother, what's wrong with you?"