Chapter 371

In the small foreign house, because the owner hasn't come home, sister Wang hasn't gone to rest.

When she heard the bell, she hurried up and opened the door. When she opened the door, she saw that the employer was sent back by a man and immediately raised her vigilance.

"Who are you?" Asked sister Wang.

Fu xishen hugged Zhao Qiqing: "I'm her fiance."

Sister Wang was surprised: "but why have I never heard of Xiao Zhao?"

"There were some contradictions a few years ago. I just returned home not long ago." Fu xishen said simply, "if you don't believe it, ask her."

Sister Wang's eyes fell on Zhao Qiqing. She nodded hard, although it doesn't seem credible now.

Sister Wang felt from his conversation that he had no bad thoughts, so she let him in.

"Her bedroom is..."

Without waiting for sister Wang's introduction, Fu xishen skillfully went up to the second floor and pushed open the door of the master bedroom.

Now sister Wang really believes it.

Fu xishen put the man on the bed and took off her coat, shoes and socks.

Zhao Qiqing was just dizzy, but she was still conscious. Maybe it was because she returned to her comfortable bed. She moved her body and sighed.

After Fu xishen put it away to her, he got up, pulled his tie and looked at the man on the bed: "can you get up and change your clothes by yourself?"

Zhao Qiqing blinked.

"You... Forget it." You'd better go straight to sister Wang.

Just as Fu xishen wanted to turn around and go out, a pair of small hands pulled on his clothes and pulled hard, as if he didn't want her to leave.

Fu xishen looked back. Zhao Qiqing, who had been lying well, had now sat up and stretched out his hand to drag the corner of his clothes. He was pitiful, like a small animal to be discarded: "don't go..."

For Zhao Qiqing, this day seemed to coincide with that day a few years ago. It was that night again. No matter what method he used, he didn't leave him.

Fu xishen's heart turned when he was seen: "I won't go, just go out and find sister Wang to put on your pajamas."

Zhao Qiqing shook her head. She tried to stand up and stumbled carelessly when walking. With the help of Fu xishen, she came down to the door and locked the door of her room tightly.

"What is this?" Asked Fu xishen.

"Don't you go, you're a liar." Zhao Qiqing said.

All this is like the last bowl of porridge five years ago.

Fu xishen smiled as if he thought of something. He took out his mobile phone, turned on the camera and looked at Zhao Qiqing: "what did you just say?"

Zhao Qiqing repeated seriously: "I won't let you go. You're a liar."

"Then why don't you let me go? Who am I?" Fu xishen's tone was extremely gentle.

"You said you wouldn't leave me again. You're my fiance!" Zhao Qiqing finished and thought again: "if you leave, you have to give me all your things."

It's a threatening tone, but it's coquettish.

Fu xishen smiled and said, "OK."

Fu xishen saved the video, put down his mobile phone and calmly dragged her to his side: "I won't go. Shall I go to find sister Wang to change your clothes?"

Zhao Qiqing shook her head. She pushed Fu xishen to the bed and let her sit there. Then she opened the cabinet, took out her pajamas, turned her back to Fu xishen and took off her clothes.

Fu xishen's smile stiffened. He really didn't expect Zhao Qiqing to make such a move. He just felt his throat tight and quickly turned his face to one side.

There were fragmentary voices around him. After a while, Zhao Qiqing stood in front of him in her pajamas.

"Changed it?" Asked Fu xishen.

Zhao Qiqing didn't answer him, but turned around and turned inside again. Finally, she found the light yellow nightgown and threw it to Fu xishen.

When Fu xishen looked at the dress, of course, memories came to his mind: "do you want me to change it?"

"Well! Put it on and sleep here!" Zhao Qiqing pointed to the bed next to her and said.

"But I want to take a bath." Fu xishen had a smile in his eyes.

Zhao Qiqing leaned over and motioned him to hurry over.

Fu xishen didn't stop much. Obediently, he went into the bathroom. When he came out after taking a bath, Zhao Qiqing had already slept steadily in bed.

Fu Xi nodded deeply between her eyebrows: "I don't know whether you are at ease or not."

In short, it was Zhao Qiqing who stayed with him tonight, so fu xishen felt at ease and lay on the other side of the bed. Even as soon as he lay down, he felt that a small figure rolled into his arms and a leg rested on her legs.

Sleep is still dishonest.

In the moonlight, Fu xishen's mouth and eyebrows were all happy.

Have a good night's sleep.

When Zhao Qiqing woke up, her head was still slightly painful. She moved her head. When she saw that there was another person around her, the whole person was not well.

What's going on?

Zhao Qiqing grabbed her hair, and the fragments of last night appeared in her memory.

First I went out to dinner, then I went home with a chat. After I went home, I didn't know what had happened. I slept with her. What's more, it seemed that I begged him to stay!

Zhao Qiqing recalled what she had done last night and silently covered her face: my God!

Before Fu xishen woke up, running first was the right choice. She was just about to slip out of bed, but Fu xishen pulled her back one by one.

Zhao Qiqing lay in bed with inertia. Fu xishen was imprisoned in his arms for a moment. Because it was morning, his voice was still a little hoarse: "where are you going?"

Zhao Qiqing was stiff and did not dare to move. After a while, she saw that the man next to her was quiet. She thought he was asleep again, so she wanted to get out of bed again.

But when Zhao Qiqing moved, the man's arm strengthened.

Zhao Qiqing simply didn't want to sneak away. She reached out and patted Fu xishen on the arm: "Fu xishen, get up!"

"No, get some more sleep." Fu xishen refused, his eyes closed and never opened.

Zhao Qiqing lay loveless for a while: "Why are you sleeping in my bed?"

"You left me behind and locked the bedroom so I wouldn't go." Fu xishen was helpless and proud.

"Then you should refuse me. If I'm drunk, you should be a gentleman, Fu xishen!" Zhao Qiqing scratched her hair and said, "forget it. Anyway, we won't meet again."

Fu xishen lay in bed and looked at Zhao Qiqing's face, showing injustice and disbelief: "Xiaoqing, no man can refuse his beloved woman. I wanted to leave when I sent you back, but you insisted on keeping me, and I don't want you to be wronged..."

"You talk nonsense, how can I be wronged!" Zhao Qiqing doesn't believe it at all.