"Qingqing, you're so good to me." Her tongue was very soft and fragrant.
Fu Jue savored her scent, and before he knew it, she had pulled him away.
I had long forgotten about that man named Luo Chen.
——
Luo Chen, standing next to the swing frame, kept watching Gu Qingqing until she turned and walked away with a handsome man.
He then came to his senses and realized that she had left him.
Does she really have a boyfriend?
They even hugged each other and kissed in front of him.
This was something he couldn't accept; he had fallen for a girl for the first time, but she already had a boyfriend.
He was also a handsome, noble, and elegant man.
He was clearly no ordinary person; just look at his clothes and the sharp, arrogant look in his eyes.
Their status must be unattainable.
If he were an ordinary person, he might still have a chance.
But if the other party is of such high status that he cannot reach her, then will he still have a chance to win her love?
Luo Chen sat on the swing, his eyes lowered, his expression unreadable.
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Gu Qingqing pulled Fu Jue back to the couple's suite in one go, and she ate all the ice cream in a few bites on the way.
She let go, climbed into bed, covered her head with the blanket, and went to sleep.
Why is Qingqing ignoring him again? Is she still angry?
Fu Jue stood by the bed, unsure of what to do. Should he go to bed and rest with her?
Or should I sleep on the sofa?
Gu Qingqing squinted and pretended to be fast asleep before ignoring Fu Jue.
He called out "Qingqing" again tentatively, but when she ignored him, he carefully sat down on the edge of the bed.
But she kicked him in the butt.
"Go sleep on the sofa! I'm still angry, don't mess with me." She roared as she pulled back the covers.
Before Fu Jue could even see her face, the blanket had already been pulled back over him.
"Oh." He wasn't angry that she kicked his butt, nor was he angry that she yelled at him; it was his fault after all.
Although it was wrong, he did not regret doing that to her in the pool.
On the contrary, he was very glad to have had this experience, which he found unforgettable.
Fu Jue obediently lay down on the sofa to rest, even though he was still a little sore and had applied some ointment.
But he didn't want her to worry.
After venting her frustrations, Gu Qingqing, in a good mood, fell asleep immediately.
She slept for a full two hours before waking up. Rubbing her eyes, she looked around the suite. But no one was on the sofa.
"Fu Jue?" Where did he go?
Are you angry?
After all, she kicked him and made him rest on the sofa.
Does the world's richest man really need a bed to sleep in?
He must have gone to another hotel to rest.
Just then, the door clicked open.
"Qingqing, you're awake. I got some cake and milk tea. Are you hungry?"
The person who came in was Fu Jue, carrying a tray with three small cakes, a box of assorted pastries, a cup of bubble tea, and a cup of hot coffee on it.
"Hmm." Seeing that it was him and that he had brought afternoon tea, Gu Qingqing's expression immediately softened.
The anger I felt before lunch break had long since dissipated.
Gu Qingqing got out of bed and went to the bathroom first. After washing her hair, she was about to comb her long, straight black hair when Fu Jue opened the door and came in.
"Let me help you!" He'd been combing her hair for the past two or three months, and she'd gotten used to it.
I'll try to do better this time and get her forgiveness.
He had used his injuries to gain her sympathy and obtain her forgiveness, but that didn't mean she had truly forgiven him.
"Oh." Gu Qingqing pursed her lips, looking somewhat displeased, but still handed the comb to Fu Jue.
She turned her back to him and enjoyed his care for her.
Fu Jue used the braiding skills he had recently learned to give Gu Qingqing a beautiful braid, and then pinned a big red bow to the back of her head.
It looks both cute and elegant.
Like a little princess.
"Thank you." Gu Qingqing looked at herself in the mirror and was very satisfied with Fu Jue's skills.
If it were her, she would only know how to tie a ponytail and would be completely clueless about braiding or anything like that, and she'd be clumsy with her hands. She might ruin her beautiful long, straight black hair.
"I'm glad you like it." Fu Jue sensed that she was in a better mood and her attitude towards him had improved considerably.
The two left the bathroom and went to the open-air balcony to enjoy afternoon tea.
"Mmm~ Delicious~" Gu Qingqing ate the cake and drank the milk tea, feeling incredibly happy.
Fu Jue picked up his cup, slowly sipped his coffee, and stole glances at her all the while.
He was a little disappointed. She would usually feed him a few bites of cake, and she would even force him to drink her milk tea, sharing the same straw with him.
This time she didn't feed him.
He's definitely still angry.
"Qingqing, I want to eat." Fu Jue mustered up his courage to "beg for food."
But Gu Qingqing rolled her eyes at her, saying, "Don't you have hands? Eat it yourself."
"Qingqing, you used to feed me, and I want to eat that strawberry cake you're holding."
Fu Jue shamelessly pointed to the strawberry cake she was eating.
"Fine, take it." Gu Qingqing angrily pushed the half-eaten strawberry cake in front of him.
Seeing his pitiful state made her feel uncomfortable too.
After taking two sips of the milk tea, Gu Qingqing's mouth was filled with the rich and fragrant flavor, and her mood instantly improved.
It's true that eating sweets can improve your mood when you're angry or unhappy.
Fu Jue pointed to the cup of bubble tea in her hand, his voice pitiful: "I want to drink your bubble tea."
Drink your milk?
His words, passing through her ears and into her brain, became "drink your milk."
It reminded her of what he had done to her in the hot spring a few hours earlier.
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