Chapter 160

Fu residence.

Fu Xiaofeng heard from the housekeeper that Fu xishen was coming back and had been waiting in the living room for a long time.

Hearing the familiar engine sound, he ran out in slippers, "brother!"

The smile on Fu Xiaofeng's face hasn't fully opened. After seeing Zhao Qiqing followed by Fu xishen, the smile froze on his face and turned into a very strange expression.

"Why are you here?"

Fu Xiaofeng's voice dropped several degrees obviously.

"Your brother invited me. What's the matter? Do you have any comments?" Zhao Qiqing smiled lightly and stepped forward to stand side by side with Fu xishen.

When the housekeeper saw Zhao Qiqing's arrival, his eyes brightened quickly, but he soon lowered his head and stood by the door with his hands folded.

Fu xishen's eyes moved, put his hand on Zhao Qiqing's slender wrist and took the man into the residence.

Remote ignored Fu Xiaofeng.

Fu Xiaofeng also became absent-minded at this time. If the housekeeper hadn't whispered a few times, he would still stand in the yard in a daze.

"Little milk... Ah! Young master!" A maid was coming down the stairs with a quilt in her arms. When she saw Zhao Qiqing, she cried out in disbelief.

At the same time, when he saw Fu xishen's face, he was so scared that he almost stepped empty and fell down the stairs.

"Xiaofei, are you okay?" Zhao Qiqing came forward to pick up Xiaofei's quilt and asked with a frown.

Xiaofei shook her head like a rattle and pushed Zhao Qiqing away, "it's okay. I'm sorry, young master. I didn't mean it."

Everyone in the Fu residence kept a respectful distance from the young master of their Fu family, especially Xiaofei. Seeing Fu xishen standing tall and straight in front of him, she couldn't speak clearly.

"Are you ready?"

Fu xishen glanced at the people on the ground and asked.

Xiaofei was stunned with Shuiguang's eyes. She turned her head and secretly looked at Zhao Qiqing squatting next to her. Then she nodded slowly, "pack up, less milk... No, Miss Zhao can live right away."

"Well, go down."

"Go, Xiaofei. I'll find you later."

Xiaofei's back was literally soaked. Hearing the speech, she quickly stood up, stumbled and ran away with the changed quilt.

After a little farce, Zhao Qiqing and Fu xishen went upstairs side by side. At the end, Zhao Qiqing naturally pushed away the bedroom on the right.

That's where Zhao Qiqing has lived in the Fu family for five years.

Although there are more painful memories than happy ones, there are still some feelings here.

"Wait." Fu xishen clasped Zhao Qiqing's forearm and made people stop.

"What are you doing?" Zhao Qiqing looks back.

"Your bedroom is not here."

"Huh?"

Zhao Qiqing cast a puzzled look.

Fu xishen didn't speak. With the strength of no rejection, he took the man to the opposite bedroom.

"Wait a minute, this is your room."

Zhao Qiqing clearly remembers that the opposite side of her room is Fu xishen's room. For five years, Fu xishen has been listed as her restricted area and can't get close.

Only with Fu xishen's permission can we go in.

Zhao Qiqing thought of her inferiority in front of Fu xishen. She was depressed and stopped in front of the door.

"Yes, it's your room now." Fu xishen said and added, "it's also your room and mine."

"Are you..."

Zhao Qiqing's mind shook for a moment. One didn't notice, so fu xishen took her in.

As the door lock fell, Zhao Qiqing's back also hit the door and was trapped by Fu xishen with one hand.

"Fu xishen, what are you doing?" The cold touch on her back made Zhao Qiqing feel excited all over her body, especially their dangerous posture now, which made her a little flustered.

"Well..."

Her answer was a fierce kiss, intertwined with familiar breath, which magnified Zhao Qiqing's senses infinitely in the dark and quiet space.

Zhao Qiqing's whole body was as hot as a cooked shrimp. Even Fu xishen's hand holding her chin was burned.

It didn't take long. After a kiss, Fu xishen retreated and slightly opened the distance between the two.

Zhao Qiqing still gasped for breath and greedily absorbed the foreign air.

It made Fu xishen laugh.

Zhao Qiqing's body froze. She forgot that Fu xishen had been paying attention to her!

"You, get out!"

Zhao Qiqing, who was ashamed and angry, reached out and pushed on Fu xishen's equally hot chest. However, her arm had already softened and exhausted her strength, which had no impact on Fu xishen.

However, Fu xishen, who was satisfied, was quite patient and did not offend Zhao Qiqing's sensitive nerves, "I'll pick you up at noon tomorrow."

After Fu xishen left for a long time, Zhao Qiqing slipped from the door to the ground until her legs were numb and couldn't stand, so she got up and fell down on the bed.

Although Fu xishen doesn't often come back to live, the bed is still full of Fu xishen's smell, which is the familiar smell of mint.

But this did not make Zhao Qiqing's chaotic head clear, but more dizzy.

She was even a little lost after Fu Xi went deep.

What is it to eat dry and wipe clean and go?

"Hoo - no!"

Zhao Qiqing suddenly sat up and patted her hot cheek. Her thinking is abnormal. She needs to be calm!

When she rushed into the bathroom, Zhao Qiqing stood directly under the nozzle with her clothes and let the cold water hit her.

……

The next day.

Zhao Qiqing's powerful biological clock failed and didn't wake her up.

At last she woke up with a regular knock on the door.

"Young grandma, are you up? The young master will be late for school soon."

"I'll be right down."

The knock outside the door stopped.

Zhao Qiqing got up from bed, touched her hot forehead and began to regret.

It's true that the cold bath last night calmed her down and made her cold worse.

Youyou sighed and took out the medicine Fu xishen insisted on leaving to her yesterday.

It's an improved version. It's coated with sugar. It's a little better than the capsule.

When Fu Xiaofeng was about to go to school by herself, Zhao Qiqing stepped on it and appeared.

"Didn't you just say you were going to come up and hit me? Why? You stopped talking when you saw me?"

Zhao Qiqing went downstairs and just heard Fu Xiaofeng's "nonsense."

Fu Xiaofeng's arrogance towards the housekeeper and servants suddenly went out. He bowed his head and didn't look at Zhao Qiqing's eyes. He explained awkwardly, "Mingming promised to hold a parents' meeting for me. Who told you not to get up so late!"

Zhao Qiqing sneered, "even if I'm ten minutes late, I can send you to school before 8 o'clock. Do you believe it?"

Fu Xiaofeng's body froze because he thought of Zhao Qiqing's time before.

In the past, when Zhao Qiqing was at Fu's house, everything about Fu Xiaofeng seemed to be Zhao Qiqing's responsibility. It was the same to send him to and from school.

Fu Xiaofeng likes to stay in bed and Li Shurong dotes on her, so Zhao Qiqing can't ask Fu Xiaofeng to get up early at all.