The group pet goblin will not die

Chapter 692 Who Is The Scum?

Fu Yi was also a light sleeper, so when he heard the phone ringing, he picked it up and connected it.

Fu Mocheng's stern voice came from the other end of the phone: "What are you doing?"

There is an obvious rebuke in the words.

Fu Yi glanced at the wall clock on the wall, it was ten past three in the morning.

He asked back, "What are you doing, Father?"

Getting angry on the phone at night?
Fu Mocheng said: "Quanqiao she..."

He was about to blurt out, but he paused, and said maturely:

"Just now your mother dreamed that Quan Qiao was alone in the room and was assassinated. Now she is so worried that she can't sleep. Let you go and have a look."

Fu Yi frowned, dreaming?worried?

"Mr. Fu is joking with me? Are you worried about her?"

Also because of a dream?
"If you tell me to go, go! If you don't go, I will go now!"

Fu Mocheng hung up the phone directly with a cold voice.

Fu Yi's eyes on the bed were deep.

He was obviously not joking, and he was very serious.

With Jian Chan's personality of crying, making trouble and hanging herself, it is really possible that Fu Mocheng would rush away overnight.

Thinking of Quan Qiao's style of pajamas, Fu Yi had no choice but to get up and go out, and at the same time replied a text message to Fu Mocheng:

"My woman, you don't need to worry about it."

When Fu Mocheng saw the text message, his thin lips curled up, and his eyes fell on Quan Qiao's camera again.

Only after looking at it did I realize that during the phone call, Quan Qiao looked like a bold man, pouring a large bottle of red wine with her head raised.

That brand of red wine is comparable to white wine.

She leaned back lazily on the sofa, closed her eyes and fell asleep.

The untied long hair hung casually and somewhat messily on her face and shoulders, making her even more intoxicated, decadent, and sad.

Fu Mocheng used to hate Quan Qiao very much, but now he can't.

Outside.

Fu Yi walked to the door, raised his hand and knocked on the door, but there was no response from the door.

A look of worry appeared in his eyes, and he quickly took a key to open the door.

The moment the door was opened, a strong smell of alcohol filled the air.

On the sofa, Quan Qiao was leaning weakly, her long hair was loose, beautiful and decadent.

Fu Yi's heart tightened suddenly, and he strode towards Quan Qiao.

When approaching the sofa, Quan Qiao, who was still drunk and asleep, suddenly opened her eyes sharply.

Those long and narrow phoenix eyes were full of vigilance, defense, and killing intent.

Fu Mocheng looked at Quan Qiao on the screen, his eyes became darker.

After falling asleep, most people are suddenly awakened by noise, and their eyes will be sleepy, confused, and bewildered.

But the vigilance that Quan Qiao felt when she woke up just now is a conditioned reflex that only has a sense of insecurity all year round, has suffered too much, or has received professional training.

Quan Qiao, a little girl from the countryside, what exactly has she experienced?
When Quan Qiao saw that it was Fu Yi, her expression relaxed and her lips curled into a smile:

"Scumbag...it's you..."

The lazy voice fell to the ground, she closed her eyes and fell asleep again.

Fu Yi's eyes darkened, what a scumbag?
Who is the scum in this relationship?
That's all, don't care about girls, especially drunk girls.

Fu Yi walked over, bent down and picked her up.

The princess hugged her and carried her to the room.

Quan Qiao was really drunk, her petite figure leaned against Fu Yi's broad chest limply like a kitten.

The picture is exceptionally healing and romantic.

Jian Chan didn't know when she woke up, and she had already come behind Fu Mocheng.

Seeing Fu Yi leaving with Quan Qiao in her arms, her eyes were full of excitement and relief:

"Ahh! So romantic and heart-warming! You must take good care of her and don't leave her alone, okay..."

(End of this chapter)