Chapter 340 Damn it!
She entered the room, put a bag of things beside the bed, and she sat beside her.

"Little baby, you know I'm coming, so you drink for fun? Are you waiting for me?"

While speaking, her hand was still on Fu Yi's chest, and she wiped off the oil.

However, Fu Yi slept extremely deeply, showing no sign of waking up.

There is also a strong smell of alcohol in the breath.

Quan Qiao frowned, as if something was abnormal...

After looking around, she saw a wine bottle on the coffee table not far away.

Polish distilled vodka?
Fu Yi drank such strong wine alone in the room?

People with poor physique will be sent to the hospital directly if they can go into shock!

Fu Yi doesn't want his life?
Quan Qiao quickly checked his condition, but fortunately everything was normal including pulse, breathing and heartbeat.

She breathed a sigh of relief.

But the next moment, she frowned in distress.

Others are fine, but she is!
She had already thought of hundreds of poses in her mind, but he was so drunk that he passed out?

It's too embarrassing for her.

Too disappointed!

Quan Qiao scratched her hair irritably, got up and poured herself a glass of water.

Only then did she notice that Fu Yi's room was clean and tidy.

Every book on the bookshelf seems to have been accurately calculated and organized.

Even the drunk glass happened to be placed on the side of the bottle, keeping the same distance from the vodka bottle, perfect as if taking a photo.

The whole room is just...

It's like a model room, without any smell of fireworks.

Quan Qiao drank a big mouthful of ice water, her eyebrows frowned slightly.

Being with such a man is destined to be boring.

I don't know how long I have to train, sorry.

The man fell asleep, and she could only pass the boring time by herself.

She walked around casually again, and inadvertently saw a corner of the closet, a white shirt wrapped in a transparent coat bag.

And what was inside was the white shirt she and Fu Yi had met for the first time.

It also has her phone number left on it with lipstick.

Fu Yi actually kept this white shirt?
The man who looks cold and ruthless like a robot actually...

Quan Qiao was still a little uncomfortable at first, but it gradually disappeared at this moment.

She washed up quickly, put on Fu Yi's white shirt, and lay down inside Fu Yi.

By the way, he took off Fu Yi's shoes and pulled his body inside.

Fu Yi, who was originally flat, became lying on his side.

The distance between the two is only ten centimeters.

Quan Qiao opened her eyes and looked at Fu Yi quietly.

The breath in his nose is full of men's unique breath, mixed with a slight smell of alcohol, which is very charming.

What catches the eye is also the man's handsome and flawless face.

The tall nose bridge and the cold thin lips make people want to kiss and bite at a glance.

Thinking about it this way, Quan Qiao really did the same.

She leaned over and kissed Fu Yi's bridge of nose, tip of nose, and thin lips.

Originally, she just wanted to taste it, but after a while, she couldn't help being fascinated.

The seemingly cold man has thin lips that are soft like poppies, which makes people unable to stop.

She just kisses and kisses and kisses and kisses...

At the end of the kiss, she herself became agitated all over, but Fu Yi was still asleep without any reaction.

Quan Qiao tugged at the collar of her white shirt.

damn it!
Tonight is doomed!

She let go of Fu Yi and kept some distance from Fu Yi.

But Fu Yi just slept there quietly, exuding nobility and charm all over his body.

The white shirt with two buttons undone, the slightly puffed upper arm...

Terrible!

Grinding!

(End of this chapter)

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