She entered the room, placed a bag of things beside the bed, and sat down beside it.
"Little darling, you knew I was coming, so you drank to cheer me up? Are you waiting for me?"
As she spoke, her hand fell on Fu Yi's chest and rubbed it.
Ran and Fu Yi were sleeping very soundly, showing no signs of waking up.
There was a strong smell of alcohol on his breath.
Quan Qiao frowned, something seemed amiss...
After looking around, she saw a bottle of wine on the coffee table not far away.
Polish distilled vodka?
Fu Yi actually drank such strong liquor alone in the room?
People with poor physical condition who may go into shock will be sent to the hospital directly!
Fu Yi doesn't want to live anymore?
Quan Qiao quickly checked his condition and fortunately his pulse, breathing, heartbeat, etc. were all normal.
Only then did she breathe a sigh of relief.
But the next moment, she frowned in distress again.
He is fine, but she is!
She had already thought of hundreds of positions in her mind, but he was too drunk to be unconscious?
It's really disrespectful to her.
So disappointed!
Quan Qiao scratched her hair irritably, then stood up and poured herself a glass of water.
Only then did she notice that Fu Yi's room was spotlessly clean and tidy.
Every book on the bookshelf is arranged in perfect order, as if it has been precisely calculated.
Even the drunken wine glass happened to be placed next to the bottle, keeping just the right distance from the vodka bottle, as perfect as if he was taking a photo.
The whole room...
It's like a model room, without any worldly atmosphere.
Quan Qiao took a big sip of ice water and frowned slightly.
Being with a man like this is bound to be boring.
I don't know how long it will take to train her.
The man fell asleep, and she could only kill time by herself.
She walked around casually and accidentally saw a white shirt covered in a transparent garment bag in a corner of the closet.
And what was inside was the white shirt that she and Fu Yi had first seen.
There was also her phone number written on it in lipstick.
Fu Yi actually saved this white shirt?
The man who looked cold and heartless like a robot actually...
Quan Qiao was feeling a little uncomfortable at first, but the discomfort gradually disappeared.
She quickly washed up, changed into Fu Yi's white shirt, and lay down inside Fu Yi.
By the way, he took off Fu Yi's shoes and pulled his body inside.
Fu Yi, who was originally lying flat, now lay on his side.
The distance between the two people was only a dozen centimeters.
Quan Qiao opened her eyes and looked at Fu Yi quietly.
The breath was filled with the unique scent of masculinity, mixed with a faint smell of alcohol, which was quite charming.
What caught my eye was the man's handsome and flawless face.
That high nose bridge and cold thin lips make people want to kiss and bite them at first sight.
Thinking so, Quan Qiao actually did it.
She leaned over and kissed Fu Yi's nose bridge, nose tip, and then thin lips.
She originally just wanted to try it briefly, but after a while, she couldn't help but become fascinated.
The man looks cold, but his thin lips are soft, like poppy, making people unable to stop.
She just kissed and kissed and kissed...
At the end of the kiss, she became hot all over, but Fu Yi was still sleeping without any reaction.
Quan Qiao tugged at the collar of his white shirt.
Damn it!
Tonight is inevitable!
She let go of Fu Yi and kept some distance from him.
But Fu Yi just slept there quietly, exuding nobility and charm.
The white shirt with two buttons undone, the slightly bulging upper arms...
Damn it!
It's so annoying!
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