Chapter 1103

However, it seems that Fu Jiabei has not wronged her.

Because she really coveted him

Zeng Mingyue thought, and the expression on his face kept changing. He was annoyed for a while, tangled for a while, and ashamed and angry for a while.

Fu Jiabei looked at her with a smile and felt that this morning was really pleasant and interesting.

"Thank you, Fu Shao, yesterday."

Zeng Mingyue adjusted himself only after half a ring, looked up and said calmly.

"Clean up first and come out for dinner."

Jiabei said without hesitation and turned away.

As soon as he left, Zeng Mingyue jumped out of bed like a rabbit and hurried into the bathroom.

When she cleaned herself up and came out of the bedroom, Fu Jiabei obviously had already taken a bath and was still wearing pajamas.

The neckline of the pajamas was loose, revealing the man's tough neck and a small piece of chest muscle. He was probably troublesome. His black hair didn't blow. He was half wet on his forehead. He was sexy and deadly.

Zeng Mingyue had never seen a male god like this. Her cheeks were red and she didn't dare to look at him more.

Her eyes swept around, pretending to be very interested in the decoration of the hotel.

"What are you doing? Come here."

Jiabei was a little funny. Seeing that the girl hadn't moved over for a long time, she said.

Zeng Mingyue looked over and found that the breakfast had been set and Fu Jiabei had been seated in front of the table.

She took a deep breath and hurried over. She was about to take her seat. Who knows, Fu Jiabei stood up, walked to her side and helped her open the stool.

His gentleman's behavior is probably out of politeness, but Zeng Mingyue's calmness can't pretend to go on, because he approaches with the man.

The strong hormonal smell on him almost made her legs soft. The man was hot, as if he had some steam after the bath.

Zeng Mingyue felt that she couldn't breathe. The whole person was stiff like a sculpture.

"Sit down. You're welcome."

Fu Jiabei smiled silently, approached the girl's bloody ears and whispered.

"Oh, sit down!"

Zeng Mingyue regained consciousness, moved her stiff legs and sat down.

It was not until Fu Jiabei sat down again that she remembered and said thank you.

"Breakfast was arranged by the hotel, and I didn't specifically order it. I wonder if you can get used to it. If you have anything to eat, you can tell me and I'll have someone prepare it again."

Gabe looked at the cramped girl and regretted dressing like this in front of her. Because she was so funny, he suspected that she would not be able to eat.

"Uh huh."

Fu Jiabei sat not far away. She could even smell the Mint Bath Gel on him.

Zeng Mingyue didn't hear what Fu Jiabei said at all, but nodded instinctively.

"Huh?"

"Oh, I mean no, that's good. Nothing... Nothing special to eat."

Zeng Mingyue said hurriedly, his face annoyed and just wanted to knock himself a few times.

Zeng Mingyue, can you stop being a flower maniac in front of the male god? Wake up!

Seeing her head lowered and only her soft hair exposed, the whole person seemed to be about to burn, and shrank into a ball in embarrassment.

Fu Jiabei didn't have the heart to tease her anymore. He held his lips slightly, "eat quickly."

He stopped talking and concentrated on breakfast.

Men with a strong aura can easily affect others by what they do. Zeng Mingyue can also have a good breakfast. Then they didn't communicate again.

After breakfast, Jiabei wiped his mouth with a napkin and looked at Zeng Mingyue.

"Someone will give you a change of laundry later. You can take a bath."

Zeng Mingyue was reminded by him. Then he remembered that he was still wearing the clothes of yesterday's bar.

The clothes are a little wrinkled after lying all night. The key is that there seems to be a smell of wine?

Zeng Mingyue blushed with embarrassment and bit her lips.

"I'm sorry to always give you trouble."

"So?" Jiabei raised her eyebrows.

"Ah?" Zeng Mingyue didn't understand what he meant. She finally raised her head and looked at him blankly and surprised.

Fu Jiabei leaned slightly and stared at her stunned eyes.

"So you shouldn't thank me."

"Thank you, of course. Thank you very much, Mr. Fu."

Zeng Mingyue nodded gratefully and said, looking very sincere, as if he was afraid that Fu Jiabei could not see his sincere gratitude.

Fu Jiabei said, "is Miss Zeng's so-called gratitude to delete my wechat and put me on the blacklist? It's really a different way of gratitude."

He stood up, took a step forward, immediately approached her and looked down at her.

Zeng Mingyue didn't expect that he already knew about it. Suddenly, she was cross examined by him. She was very flustered and at a loss.

The girl waved her hands and wanted to explain urgently, but she didn't know how to explain. She suddenly turned white and her eyes were slightly red.

"No, I didn't... I didn't. That's not my intention... I..."

She was so worried that she almost bit her tongue, but she couldn't tell him the real reason. She couldn't find a better speech for a while. She finally hung her head in frustration.

Fu Jiabei did not let him go. He raised his hand, gently pinched Zeng Mingyue's chin and raised the girl's pale face.

He looked a little cold. "Nothing? Didn't you delete my wechat? Miss Zeng, this is the first time someone dares to put Fu Jiabei on the blacklist."

He narrowed his eyes slightly. "Aren't you going to give me a complete explanation?"

He was already imposing, but now he is obviously unhappy, and the pressure of the whole person is very low. Zeng Mingyue couldn't help shrinking her neck, and tears fell down.

"I... I just accidentally deleted it. What I want to delete is actually another advertiser. Later, when I was drunk, I accidentally deleted Mr. Fu, and..."

Zeng Mingyue looked at Fu Jiabei and said eagerly, "it's not on the blacklist! It's really just accidentally deleted. It's definitely not on the blacklist."

Jiabei raised her eyebrows and her eyes fell on her eyelashes stained with crystal tears.

He stared at her tightly, raised his hand slowly, and gently swept her wet and bright curled eyelashes with his finger abdomen uncontrollably.

His movements were very light. Zeng Mingyue even felt a little gentle. The man's fingers rubbed his eyelashes and itched.

Zeng Mingyue was stunned. She opened her mouth in amazement and sat still. She didn't dare to move.

"Girls cry so much?"

Who knows that Fu Jiabei suddenly asked, as if he knew to sigh, but he didn't want her to answer.

Zeng Mingyue's cheek slowly floated a thin blush. She summoned up her courage and raised her hand to hook the skirt of his pajamas.

"I really didn't mean it, can you... Don't be angry?" the girl's voice was very light, with uneasiness and prayer. The whole person was lack of confidence, and the action was also very light, as if he was afraid that the focus of the action would surprise him and make him more angry.