God even has a crush on me

Chapter 137
Turning on the bedside lamp, she found her mobile phone lying on the bedside table, she immediately picked it up to check the time, it turned out that a day and a night had passed.

I don't know what happened to Guoguo, Meng Zhiqing, and the follow-up of the birthday banquet...

Hiss... My head still feels a little uncomfortable, so don't think about it.

Get up and get out of bed, go to the bathroom, wash your face and brush your teeth.

Looking at herself in the mirror, she changed her clothes, white T-shirt and blue denim shorts, did she change it herself?Can not remember.

Wait, this is the home of Stinky Iceberg...

How did she come back here?

Just as she was fascinated by the thought, someone knocked on the door suddenly. She immediately walked back to the bedroom, came to the door, opened the door, and immediately saw an iceberg face.

Her face darkened, and she said angrily, "What are you doing?"

Fang Chengjun couldn't help but took a step back. Judging from the resistance and stubbornness in her eyes, she seemed to have returned to normal?
"Dinner is ready,"

"It's not my business."

Boom... the door closed, and Fang Chengjun was blocked from the door.

Fang Chengjun was a little reconciled and annoyed, she really forgot what happened today, what happened last night... Which time did she remember?

Knock on the door again, "I want to have a good talk with you."

After waiting for a long time, the door finally opened, but she still didn't give him a good look, "I have nothing to talk to you about."

Fang Chengjun suggested: "Eat first, and talk while eating."

Han Ning'er thought for a while, that's fine, as he was hungry, "Okay."

"I'll wait for you downstairs." He really wanted to hug her before going down, but he was afraid of making her unhappy, so he went downstairs first.

Han Ning'er stood at the door for a while, then walked back into the house, took her mobile phone and went downstairs.

After a while, the two sat at the dining table, facing each other.

Han Ning'er silently picked up the bowls and chopsticks, and started to eat without saying a word.

Fang Chengjun also ate in silence. Seeing that a bowl of rice was half eaten, he finally couldn't help but said: "The matter of Guoguo has been investigated, and it has nothing to do with you."

Han Ning'er looked up at his face, bit her lip, and asked him, "Where's his brother? Slapped me for no reason, so let's just forget it?"

"Akai..." Fang Chengjun paused, "He was sent to the hospital by your boyfriend."

"Huh?" Han Ning'er was stunned, "You mean Meng Zhiqing?"

Fang Chengjun nodded, "You can ask him about the specific situation."

Han Ning'er took out her phone and sent Meng Zhiqing a WeChat message: I heard you hit someone?

Meng Zhiqing: I can't control it.

Han Ning'er raised her eyebrows, and continued to ask him: Is the injury serious?And are you hurt?

Meng Zhiqing: I have a third-degree black belt in Taekwondo.

Ning'er: ...

Meng Zhiqing: I accidentally knocked out one of his teeth. It was not as serious as you thought. I apologized to him afterwards.

Han Ning'er finally breathed a sigh of relief, as long as the matter didn't become a big deal, she finally asked him: Where's Zhang Guoguo?

Meng Zhiqing: It has nothing to do with us that he is still lying in the hospital.

Ning'er: Is it serious?
Even if it doesn't matter, she still wants to know the situation, otherwise she will feel uncomfortable.

Meng Zhiqing: It should be quite serious. You don't have to worry if you live in the intensive care unit.

Ning'er: I'm not worried.

Meng Zhiqing: How are you?I asked about your situation, but Mr. Fang didn't make it clear.

Han Ning'er looked up at the stinky iceberg. This guy was still in need of a beating, so he didn't bother to talk to him and continued to play on WeChat.

Ning'er: I slept all day, and I feel much better.

After thinking about it, I added another sentence: Don't hit people casually in the future, it will be very troublesome if you accidentally beat someone.

Meng Zhiqing: Good.

In fact, there was nothing else to say, so he wanted to put down his phone, Meng Zhiqing said again: I'm still thinking about your meal, when?
Ning'er: Come on, I'm eating now.

Meng Zhiqing: Well, eat more, good night.

Ning'er: Good night.

Han Ning'er put down her phone and continued eating.

Fang Chengjun asked her: "Is your body still uncomfortable?"

Han Ning'er glanced at him and said, "It's none of your business."

Fang Chengjun's eyes sank, and a chill suddenly burst out from his body, and he said coldly: "Say what you think of me directly, don't talk to me in such a tone."

"Cut..." Han Ning'er decided to confront him, and put down the bowl and chopsticks. In fact, she didn't have any appetite, and she couldn't eat after being so drunk by him, so she turned and went upstairs.

A flash of fleeting pain flashed in Fang Chengjun's eyes, and he quickly returned to his former indifference, reached out to hold her arm, and locked her on his thigh.

One hand hugged her body, the other clasped the back of her head, kissed her, and fell down.

Since she didn't remember, he had to explain it to her again in the way she expected until she forgave him again.

"Hmm!" Han Ning'er pushed his chest hard, trying to push him away, but she found that she couldn't use her strength, maybe it was because she slept too much.

The tip of his tongue suddenly entered between her lips and teeth, and she closed her eyes in resignation. The strange thing was that there was only resistance in her heart, not a trace of disgust.

What's wrong with her?
Gradually, she finally calmed down and began to enjoy his kisses.

This kiss is a bit salty and a little bit bitter, it's a bitter melon kiss.

He bit her lip tenderly, and accidentally dripped a teardrop, which slipped into his mouth. Fortunately, she didn't open her eyes, so she couldn't see that he was crying secretly.

After kissing for a while, his mood finally calmed down, and then he let her go, and whispered in her ear: "Except for you, I have never kissed other women, and I don't intend to kiss anyone else."

Only this sentence is enough, there is no need to speak other languages.

He put her body lightly on the ground, turned around and walked upstairs, leaving only a dazed figure behind her.

For some reason, her heart suddenly ached. Although his voice was cold, there seemed to be something strange about it.

He said he had never kissed any other woman except her.

She turned to face the dining table and put it away consciously. The corner of her mouth involuntarily raised a beautiful arc, and she seemed to be in a better mood.

A few minutes later, Fang Chengjun came down from the second floor. He wanted to clean up the dining table, but he frowned when he saw that the table was clean. There was a sound from the kitchen.

Damn, who made her do the dishes? !
He walked quickly into the kitchen, came behind her, and hugged her horizontally.

Han Ning'er was a little dazed, holding an unwashed bowl and a dishcloth in her hand. Fortunately, she wore an apron around her waist, so the dishwater did not stain her clothes.

She blinked her eyes and stared blankly at his angry black face. It wasn't until now that she realized that she was still afraid of seeing his angry expression.

He just stared at her without saying anything, which made her even more uneasy.

"That..." she said weakly, "Smelly Bingshan, can I trouble you to put me down first?"

"Put the bowl down."

Han Ning'er didn't move.

"Put the bowl down." He repeated patiently.

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(End of this chapter)