The Whole Internet is Waiting For Master Fu To Fall In Love

Fu Juncheng turned around and walked towards the teaching building.

The hallway was dark and silent.

After finding Class C, the false back door was blown open by the wind.

Fu Juncheng glanced into the classroom, and in the darkness, a slender figure was lying on the desk, motionless, as if asleep.

He frowned, and walked in.

The footsteps were extremely light, but they did not escape Gu Qingning's ears.

She half-closed her eyes and slowly straightened up.

Looking sideways, seeing the person who was sending her a message just a second ago suddenly appear here, a trace of surprise appeared on his pale face.

when did he come

"Why are you sweating?"

A big, slender hand like jade fell on her forehead, and Fu Juncheng looked down at her pale face, frowning.

"What's uncomfortable?"

Gu Qingning came back to her senses, tried her best to suppress the dull pain in her abdomen, and lay down on the desk again.

She said in a muffled voice, "No, it's because the classroom is too hot."

This reason is too clumsy.

It's fake when you hear it.

Fu Juncheng's eyes darkened, he squatted down, and his eyes swept over her hand on her abdomen.

Thinking of her stomachache last time, his face darkened slightly.

"Stomach pain again?"

Gu Qingning tilted her head and pointed the back of her head at him, her voice was hoarse and weak, "No."

Accustomed to seeing children arrogant and reckless, and now looking sickly, Fu Juncheng's deep eyes were full of distress.

The people beside him suddenly fell silent, but Gu Qingning was not used to it.

She turned her head, and the unique cold fragrance brushed against the tip of her nose, getting too close, making her face hot.

In a daze, the man's long arms passed through her knees and hugged her horizontally.

The aunt's pain did not ease, Gu Qingning's voice was slightly hoarse, "You, what are you doing hugging me, let me down."

Fu Juncheng paused, looked down at her, his long and narrow eyes were so dark that he couldn't see his emotions clearly.

"Go to the hospital."

The corners of Gu Qingning's eyes twitched, struggling to get down, "I'm really fine, I won't go to the hospital."

Going to the hospital because of her aunt's pain, she doesn't want to lose face.

"Gu Qingning."

A cold voice escaped from his throat, and his tone was a little harsher than usual.

In my impression, this was the first time he called her by her first and last name like this.

Gu Qingning froze, raised her head, and inadvertently looked into those eyes as deep as the sea.

The man's superior jaw line was tense, and his face showed a serious look, as if he was angry.

Realizing this, Gu Qingning curled her lips, feeling a little faint for some reason.

She whispered, "I don't want to go to the hospital."

The gentle voice struck his heartstrings, and Fu Juncheng lost his temper in an instant.

His eyes softened, and he sighed, "Forget it."

If she didn't go to the hospital, he asked the doctor to come.

When Gu Qingning heard this, the corners of his lips curved.

Fu Juncheng put her down, picked up the schoolbag with one hand, and held her hand with the other.

Palms pressed together, her hands were frighteningly cold.

He frowned and pulled her out.

Gu Qingning followed passively, looking at the man beside him with confused eyes, "Where are you going?"

Don't you need to go to the hospital?

Concerned about her discomfort, Fu Juncheng slowed down.

"Go back to the villa."

Go to the villa?

Gu Qingning opened her eyes slightly, and hurriedly said, "I still have class tomorrow."

The journey to the villa is not short, and it takes a lot of time to go back and forth.

She has to go to class tomorrow morning, so she must be late when she gets back.

Fu Juncheng said lightly, "I'll take you back tomorrow morning."

"Can……"

"By helicopter, you won't be late."

With one word, he dispelled all her worries.

Gu Qingning didn't know whether to laugh or cry, last time he took a helicopter to school, did he think she wasn't famous enough in school?

She lowered her head, only to notice that he was holding her hand.

Just like the hand in the dream, with slender fingers and a skin like porcelain jade, it looked like a finely crafted work of art.

Unlike her cold hands, his hands were very warm, and the fiery temperature spread to her palm and spread to the depths of her soul.

Gu Qingning's thick eyelashes trembled, and an unknown emotion flowed through her heart, taking root and sprouting there.

"Fu Juncheng, you, your hand..."

She struggled slightly, but unexpectedly, her hand was held even tighter.

Fu Juncheng looked back at her with open eyes, "What's wrong with your hand?"

"..."

Until getting into his car, Gu Qingning was still dazed.

However, she was not in the mood to think about anything else for the time being, and her whole body was tormented by dysmenorrhea.

She bent her legs, her thin body curled up into a ball, her hair wet with cold sweat stuck to her forehead, her face was pale, and she was extremely weak and embarrassed.

Fu Juncheng was driving the car, keeping his peripheral vision on her.

Seeing the painful expression on her face, a hint of worry slipped across his dark eyes.

"Ningning, what's wrong with you, why does it hurt?"

He kept asking, Gu Qingning don't start.

After a moment of silence, a very soft voice sounded.

"... Dysmenorrhea."

Fu Juncheng was stunned for a moment, and immediately recalled the reason why she insisted not to go to the hospital.

He was speechless for a moment, freed one hand to pick up the phone, and quickly sent a message.

...

An hour and a half later.

Every time I come to the villa, I am so embarrassed, Gu Qingning himself finds it funny.

She laughed at herself, Fu Juncheng came over and just saw, "What are you laughing at?"

Gu Qingning dragged his feet and walked inside, "The last time I came to the villa, I was injured all over, and now I am in such a mess."

Before taking two steps, the people behind caught up and hugged her up.

The movements of flowing clouds and flowing water seem to have been rehearsed countless times.

Gu Qingning raised her small face, from her angle, she could still see his deep browbones.

Looking down, you can still see his handsome nose bridge.

She is not a face controler, but she has to admit that this person is really good-looking.

She cleared her throat and said, "You keep hugging me like this, it's very bad influence."

Fu Juncheng raised his eyebrows, "What influence?"

Gu Qingning thought for a while, and choked out a sentence, "It's easy to be misunderstood."

Walking into the living room, Fu Juncheng went straight upstairs, "Including you?"

Gu Qingning was stunned for a moment, "Huh?"

Fu Juncheng reached out and pressed the fingerprint lock, and with a beep, the door opened.

He lifted his foot and walked in, only then did Gu Qingning realize that something was wrong.

This room is his.

"Is it better?"

Fu Juncheng put her on the bed, reached out and stroked her head.

Gu Qingning sat on the side of the bed, raised her head, her delicate little face had a trace of sickly whiteness.

"What do you bring me to your room, I'll just live in the previous room."

Fu Juncheng lowered his eyebrows, "The guest room hasn't been cleaned yet, so you can rest here for a while."

With that, he turned to pour water for her.

Gu Qingning looked out the window, it was already dark.

She withdrew her gaze, wandered around, and found that it was the same as the bedroom in the Wanjin Mansion, all in cool tones.

Fu Juncheng came back, holding a cup in his hand, "Drink some water."

Gu Qingning reached out to take the cup, bowed his head and drank two mouthfuls of hot water, the dull pain in his abdomen was relieved a bit.

Fu Juncheng suddenly remembered something, and walked outside, "You wait here."

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