Chapter 1299

Zeng Mingyue entered the bathroom, and Fu Jiabei's voice sounded outside.

"I'll go back to my room and wash. I'll see you downstairs later."

Zeng Mingyue was squeezing toothpaste on his toothbrush and said, "OK."

Wait, the male God said go back to the room?

Is he in this room?

Zeng Mingyue's heart beat and thought of Yang Qiqi's words about cohabitation. But thinking that this is Fu Jiabei's house, he must have a room here. Zeng Mingyue didn't think about it any more.

She quickly cleaned herself up. When she went downstairs, she saw Mom Zhang smiling and saying, "Miss woke up. She must be hungry. Lunch is almost ready. Miss will watch TV first and have dinner right away."

I slept until noon, and I was still with Fu Jiabei.

I don't know what Zhang Ma and Wang Ma think. They must think they

Zeng Mingyue blushed and hurriedly said, "uh huh, i... I'll watch TV."

She said, bowed her head and ran away.

Mother Zhang smiled when she saw that Zeng Mingyue was shy. When Zeng Mingyue sat down, she brought a freshly prepared dessert and put it aside.

"The young lady must be hungry. The young master must be hungry too. It seems that he didn't have dinner last night. When he brought the young lady back in the evening, he ate two boiled eggs."

Boiled Egg?

Zeng Mingyue was stunned and touched his face thoughtfully.

Her face was badly swollen last night, but it all disappeared early this morning, leaving only BA's palm print.

She covered two layers with powder. Now she can't see anything different without looking carefully.

Boiled eggs can reduce swelling. Her face is swelling so fast. Did Fu Jiabei roll her face last night?

Zeng Mingyue understood that when she woke up in the morning, Fu Jiabei was still wearing yesterday's clothes and lying sleepily on her bed.

It must have been Fu Jiabei who rolled his face. He didn't know when he went to bed. He didn't mention it in the morning.

He always seems to be like this. He never says what he has done. Zeng Mingyue's heart is warm.

I must have saved the galaxy in my last life. Now I can find such a man who does less and does more. He is still so excellent.

"What are you giggling at?"

At this time, Fu Jiabei's smile came from behind. Zeng Mingyue turned around and saw that he didn't know when he came down.

He should have just taken a bath and was still wet. He wore a large bathrobe. Although he was wearing a belt around his waist, his collar was still a little wide, revealing a strong and tight chest muscle.

His hair was dripping with water. He wiped it casually with a towel. It was very sexy.

"I'll wipe it for you!"

Zeng Mingyue blushed, but ran excitedly. He pressed Fu Jiabei on the sofa, grabbed the towel in his hand, knelt down and wiped his hair.

Fu Jiabei was stunned and glanced at her.

Zeng Mingyue rubbed carefully, noticed his eyes and smiled sweetly at him, "what's the matter? Do you want me to be lighter?"

Fu Jiabei, "..."

"Eh, your hair is so soft."

The male god's hair is very dark, but Zeng Mingyue didn't expect it to be particularly thin and soft. It seems to be softer than her.

Fu Jiabei slightly hooked his lips, "well, my hair follows my mother."

"I heard that people with soft hair are gentle."

Zeng Mingyue smiled and said that Fu Jiabei was noncommittal, but his temper should be the best one in the family except Mommy.

They chatted without a word, and the atmosphere was excellent.

"Young master, your luggage has been sorted."

As soon as Zeng Mingyue wiped Fu Jiabei's dry hair, she saw Mother Zhang coming again and said.

Zeng Mingyue was stunned, "what luggage?"

Yesterday, Zeng Mingyue didn't see the way he dragged his suitcase in. Fu Jiabei deeply regretted that he had missed one chance to tease her.

Now the opportunity came. He looked at her, suddenly leaned close and whispered, "Yueyue, Congratulations, you're going to start a new life living with the male god."

Zeng Mingyue was particularly sensitive to the word cohabitation these two days. When Fu Jiabei said she was going to cohabit, she was stunned, blinked, and then she couldn't help giggling.

"Really? Great!"

Fu Jiabei, "..."

Who can tell him why his little cute and shy suddenly became so bold? Are girls really so fickle?

"By the way, which room do you live in? Is it next door to me? It can't be any further!"

Zeng Mingyue looked like she was going to visit his room. Fu Jiabei grabbed her, pulled her over and pressed her on the sofa.

"Why don't I ask Mom Zhang to move all my things to your room? This can be regarded as real cohabitation, huh?"

Fu Jiabei pressed Zeng Mingyue, put her fingers around her long hair, gently hooked her lips and said.

He was satisfied to see that the girl's face turned red, and then she nodded gently.

"OK... OK."

Anyway, she has to be him all her life. The male god is so good. Go to bed early and take advantage of it!

Fu Jiabei, "..."

Looking at her crimson complexion, spring water in her eyes and charming appearance, his ears were red, and the picture of cohabitation appeared in his mind. Some people were breathing disorderly, and the whole person was abnormal.

"Good what good! Again naughty really clean up you!"

He knocked Zeng Mingyue's head with great strength, turned over and walked to the restaurant.

Zeng Mingyue, "..."

Oh, it seems that I'm too unpretentious to scare away the male gods!

The two had lunch together. The lunch was made by Wang ma. There were several simple home-made dishes, but Zeng Mingyue was very satisfied.

Seeing that she had added a small bowl of rice, but the action of eating was getting slower and slower, Fu Jiabei thought she couldn't eat it, so he opened his mouth.

"If you can't eat, don't eat and support!"

Zeng Mingyue returned to his senses after hearing the speech, looked at Fu Jiabei and said with a smile, "it's a little strange."

"Huh?"

"Yes, I've only moved in here for a few days, but I feel like I've found a home. And Zeng's house, where I've lived for 20 years, I can't feel at home since my mother left."

Zeng Mingyue said with a little sigh.

Fu Jiabei was stunned, his eyes were pitiful, rubbed Zeng Mingyue's hair, "this will be your home in the future."

Zeng Mingyue was trembling and his eyes were slightly red. He blinked and quickly lowered his head. He grabbed the rice and ate it for two before muttering with a smile.

"When it comes to home, my mother left me a small apartment. Qiqi also lived with me for two years. How can she feel like home."

Fu Jiabei's face turned black. "Do you still want to form a family with a woman?"

Zeng Mingyue blinked.

Form a family? I can't form a family with Yang Qiqi. The male God means that I can form a family with him?

"Jiabei, are you implicitly proposing to me? Will... Will it be too fast?" Zeng Mingyue suddenly bit her chopsticks and looked up at Fu Jiabei.