Chapter 48 Everyone is dumbfounded

The acidic, corrupt, sticky and pungent smell splashed down all at once!

Fu Chengyun was petrified on the spot.

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I stood there stupidly for more than ten minutes before waking up from a nightmare.

His consciousness suddenly returned and he wanted to eject directly.

But he was afraid that Ning Che would fall.

God knows how much willpower he must have used to control himself from flying out like an arrow.

Ning Che felt relieved after vomiting. He closed his eyes and fell forward, collapsing between Fu Chengyun's arms with his forehead resting on his collarbone.

Fell asleep!

Fu Chengyun lowered his eyes and quickly looked at the two people's bodies.

Right now I just want to curse.

The little fox's silky skin was spotless, without a trace of dirt. Even the collarbone where his forehead touched was the only good spot on his body.

"There was not a drop left, it was all spit out on me!"

!!! ...

"Okay, okay!" he said, gritting his teeth.

But now that things have come to this, what else can we do?

If you want to blame someone, blame him for his evil intentions. Harming others will ultimately harm himself. Evil will be punished, and the law of nature will prevail...

Fu Chengyun silently recited the Heart Cleansing Mantra in his heart and called Butler Li.

His tone was anxious and angry. Although he only said to come quickly, Butler Li immediately felt the seriousness of the matter.

When the sixty-year-old man rushed to the suite without stopping, he was dumbfounded as soon as he pushed the door open!

Fu Chengyun was half-naked, his belt untied and hanging loosely on his hips. He was filled with a sour odor that was so pungent that it stung his eyes.

And his eyes were indeed red, not from the smoke, but from anger.

There was a snow-white person carefully wrapped in his arms, sleeping soundly with his head drooped.

Who else could it be if not his good grandson!

Grandpa Li patted his chest and secretly congratulated himself. "Thank goodness I was careful!"

I took four quick-acting heart pills before going out!

He quickly stepped forward and held Ning Che back, allowing Fu Chengyun to get away and take a shower.

When he came out of the bathroom, the old man had already collapsed, his body swaying, his legs shaking.

The two men were about to fall.

Fu Chengyun quickly stepped forward to rescue Ning Che and held Butler Li with one hand.

He first asked Butler Li to walk to the sofa by holding the wall, and then he picked up Ning Che and carried him into the bathroom.

After both of them cleaned up, Fu Chengyun, wearing his nightclub pajamas, wrapped Ning Che from head to toe in a thick sheet.

Taking advantage of the darkness of night, Fu Chengyun returned home like a thief, holding a large white silkworm pupa and followed by a little old man.

Her black, shiny hair fanned out on the pillow, and a beautiful face lay peacefully on the fluffy goose down pillow.

Fu Chengyun sat cross-legged beside him, staring at the heartless person sleeping next to him, feeling extremely angry.

When he is upset, he wants to light a cigarette; when he is panicked, he wants to review the situation.

When he was irritated and panicked, he would light a cigarette and review the situation.

But the little fox had a keen sense of smell, and he didn't want to wake him up, so he couldn't light it.

She pinched one of Ning Che's fingers between her index and middle fingers, curled up her knuckles, and made the motion of shaking off cigarette ash.

The wrinkles between his sword-like eyebrows were very deep, like branded scars.

Fu Chengyun wondered: "What went wrong in that process that caused so much trouble today?"

Replay starts:

I went to work in the morning, reminded the little fox to eat, and promised him that he could go out.

Lizzie comes, crying because of a broken heart, and takes the little fox out to fool around.

The little fox was chaste but could not resist the enthusiasm of those lecherous men and was forced to drink a few glasses.

I forced him to have a fever and force him to drink alcohol.

The little fox vomited.

He slapped his thigh and sorted out the logic.

If I hadn't called my baby Cheche to get up, he wouldn't have answered Lizzie's call. If Lizzie hadn't come, he wouldn't have gone out to fool around. If he hadn't been fooling around, he wouldn't have drunk too much and passed out and vomited all over me.

Conclusion: My Cheche is not responsible at all, the rest of the people are all wrong!

A crisp snap of fingers pierced the quiet night sky.

Solve the case!

He pinched Ning Che's left little finger between his index and middle fingers and pressed it into the quilt.

He stubbed out his cigarette.

Fu Chengyun took out his cell phone to send a message.

To Assistant Lin: Arrange for the security team to install surveillance equipment in all directions of the villa tomorrow.

To the bodyguard captain: From now on, Miss Li is not allowed to enter and Madam is not allowed to take a step out.

To Butler Li: The company has been in turmoil lately, and Cheche hasn't been marked yet. From now on, he's not allowed to leave the house again without my permission.

Solved! Sleep!

Fu Chengyun put his cell phone on the bedside table and gently hugged the person who was snoring.

I leaned over to his side and kissed him gently, staring at his long eyelashes that fell on his eyelids, and whispered, "I forgive you! Husband, okay?"

The night is quiet and deep, the warm and soft body falls into his arms safely, and the person on the bed has another beautiful dream.

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The sky was bright, the sun high in the sky. It was late spring, early summer, and the sun was blazing brightly. The air, scorched by the heat, distorted its shape. A pair of birds in a sycamore tree, returning from foraging, huddled together in their nest nested in a branch to rest.

It was quiet inside and outside, with only the chirping of cicadas and the ringing of clocks to be heard. When the clock struck twelve, Ning Che woke up slowly.

He lay flat on the bed, his eyelids slowly rising, staring at the ceiling and waking up.

Going home?

The crystal chandelier on the ceiling feels more and more familiar, as does the familiar silky touch on my skin, and the faint scent of cedar lingers in the room.

The last scene in his memory was when Fu Chengyun fed him wine.

The long tongue pressed forcefully against the root of his tongue, and all he could do was be forced to swallow.

The head tilted high, the expression crazed and bewildered. Their lips and tongues tangled, unable to contain themselves. As those slightly cool hands roamed over her body, she shuddered and lost her guard. She simply craved more, more...

In the old days, during grand gatherings within the sect, there was bound to be some fooling around amidst the drinking and socializing. He wasn't promiscuous, but since everyone was carrying beautiful girls and behaving wildly, he had no choice but to follow suit. Otherwise, the first bird to stick out would be shot, and perhaps some villain would be displeased and trip him up somewhere.

Ning Che looked at the ceiling in wonder. He had done this kind of thing many times, and every time he did it with great acting skills and as a routine, he would hug Meiji into the room, close the door, and kick her under the bed.

Although he pretended to be unrestrained, he never allowed himself to indulge in the pleasures of bed and give those with ulterior motives an opportunity to take advantage of him.

How come just kissing and hugging Fu Chengyun last night made me so aroused that I completely lost track of where I was during the passionate embrace?

He now wanted to know who of them was better in this matter.

My thighs moved slightly under the quilt, but I didn't feel anything.

I stretched out the quilt and raised it up, and it didn't hurt anywhere.

Kick your legs in the air and move freely.

Then... was it me who put pressure on Fu Chengyun?

The corners of his mouth were raised high, with a standard smile of victory.

As expected, I am the best! I am the best in every way! Hahaha!

Fu Chengyun left so early, probably because he was too ashamed to face the situation.

Who dared to challenge this master? I want you to know where you stand!

It's really refreshing when good things happen to you. Ning Che felt that his dizziness had eased a lot.

The wine in this world is sweet and delicious, but I didn't expect it to have such a strong aftertaste! Hangovers are unpleasant, and today is especially intense.

He pressed his solar plexus with his fingertips, thinking of asking his aunt to make some hangover soup, but he wondered if she knew how to make it.

He wanted to wash up quickly and go downstairs to find his aunt.

He turned over and sat up neatly, leaning against the headboard with his eyes closed, tapping his forehead with the back of his hand to relieve the momentary dizziness.

The silk quilt slipped from her shoulders, exposing half of her skin to the 25-degree air, and she couldn't help but shiver.

Ning Che subconsciously pulled the quilt.

He glanced down slightly with half-open eyes, and when his peripheral vision caught sight of himself, it suddenly shrank back! His hand, which was trying to pull the quilt, was suspended in mid-air, as if someone had pricked his acupoint.

After a few seconds of silence, he suddenly threw back the quilt.

Not wearing a single piece of clothing!

Ignoring the dizziness, he ran to the mirror.

The bright red stamens budded from the neck, stretching and spreading, blooming in large patches on the chest, waist and abdomen, all the way down, down, and down again...

His hands clenched into fists, with the power to break the wind.

"Crash!" The mirror shattered into pieces!

"Fu Chengyun!"

"You bastard!"