C1195 (1/2)

Fu Zhongting's home, which she once visited before, is as simple and hard as her memory. It even makes people feel a little chilly. She can't help rubbing her bare arms.

Fu Zhongting raised eyebrows and looked at her: ”cold?”

In May, it's really not cold. Zhong Jiaqi looked at him and said, ”it's your house that is decorated too cold. Isn't your home a place where people feel warm? But here you are... ”

”Oh, you see what's missing. I'll buy it later.” Fu Zhongting's words shocked Zhong Jiaqi again.

What does he mean?

”It's not my home. I don't think it's useful to lack anything. Just feel comfortable.”

Fu Zhongting frowned and told her directly, ”it will be where you live in the future.”

What?

Before Zhong Jiaqi turned the corner, Fu Zhongting went to the kitchen and poured her a glass of water in front of her.

”Thank you.” Zhong Jiaqi was already playing drums in her heart. She quickly picked up the water cup and put it to her mouth, as if to hide her embarrassment.

Then suddenly heard Fu Zhongting ask: ”you wash first or I wash first?”

”Poof -” without preparation, Zhong Jiaqi's saliva came directly out of her nose. She would never forget the sour taste in her life. Don't mention how embarrassed she was.

Seeing this, Fu Zhongting picked up the tissue beside her and handed it to her. Zhong Jiaqi took it in a hurry and wiped it clean, but she coughed twice.

”It's OK.” Fu Zhongting looked at her slightly worried.

Zhong Jiaqi stares at him: ”can you stop talking nonsense?”

Fu Zhongting was serious: ”I didn't talk nonsense. I said seriously, you first or I first.”

Zhong Jiaqi is at a loss. His appearance is obviously serious nonsense. Besides, taking a bath is such a private matter. It makes people feel blushing and heartbeat just by thinking about it. How can he say so casually?

Fu Zhongting gazed at the changes in her face and said again: ”or do you want to wash it together?”

”Shut up Zhong Jiaqi's face was burning with fire.

Fu Zhongting raised one eyebrow: ”what do you say?”

“……” Zhong Jiaqi's head was almost lowered to the tea table. Her face was red and her ears were red, which was almost beyond her tolerance.

Fu Zhongting did not speak, so he looked at her, until a few minutes later he spoke again: ”money on the ground?”

He stares at her reddish ears, and her voice seems to be a little low, with a little numb smell. Zhong Jiaqi's hand trembles slightly, and the teacup is almost unable to hold. She feels his warm breath in her ear, and her ear roots are even more uncontrollably red. So she quickly raises her head, but she does not expect Fu Zhongting to be so close to her, Zhong Jia Qi's pink lips, right across the tip of his nose.

As if the current silent, flowing through each other's body, two people were shocked, so silent deep gaze at each other.

Zhong Jiaqi's eyes are full of strong desire and twinkle. The water is moist and charming, while Fu Zhongting's eyes are dark and deep, just like a pool of deep water, which is enough to drown people.

They looked at each other and knew what it meant to come up. However, at the moment Fu Zhongting approached Zhong Jiaqi, she was really and counselled -

ZHONG Jiaqi didn't know what she was thinking at that time. She should have been elated when watching Fu Zhongting come over, but at that moment, she looked back and ran away r> Fu Zhongting was stunned and quickly stood up to chase after him.

Just as Zhong Jiaqi touched the door handle and was ready to open the door, her body was restrained from behind.