Chapter 7: He just trusts her?

When he stepped forward, Gu Qingning took a step back.

She clenched her fist and leaned to her mouth, coughing, "Caught a cold."

I ran around outside last night, sweating and blew the cold wind all night, but I was suffering today.

"You'd better stay away from me and don't be infected by me."

Before he finished speaking, the man's warm palm pressed on her forehead.

"Why don't you say it if you have a fever?"

Gu Qingning's body stiffened and he was stunned for a few seconds.

However, she quickly came to her senses and said, "I found antipyretics in the medicine box and took them. A low fever is not a problem. Just take a nap."

Fu Juncheng withdrew his hand and looked at her disregarded look, and was inexplicably annoyed.

However, touching the sick little face, he suddenly lost his temper and his eyes softened, "What do you want to eat?"

After sleeping, he was indeed a little hungry. Gu Qingning raised the corners of his lips and said, "Just eat."

The shallow smile marks were thrown into his heart like a stone, causing ripples of stars.

Fu Juncheng looked away and walked into her room naturally.

Seeing the quilt on the sofa, he was stunned and looked sideways at the girl drinking water.

"Are you sleeping on the sofa?"

Gu Qingning nodded and said, "I can't sleep when I fall on the bed, so I can still sniff on the sofa."

"The bed is uncomfortable?" he asked.

Gu Qingning picked up the quilt on the sofa and said as he walked, "It's not the problem with the bed, it's me that I can't sleep by myself."

Fu Juncheng picked up the magazine that fell on the ground, turned around and sat on the sofa.

After putting the quilt on, Gu Qingning saw that he was sitting on the sofa and habitually wanted to sit on the carpet.

"Don't sit on the ground."

A low voice came, Gu Qingning looked up at him and asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

Fu Juncheng patted the sofa, "The ground is cold, sit here."

Gu Qingning's eyes paused slightly, sat with him?

Before she could speak, Fu Juncheng continued, "Is there anything strange about my friend sitting on a sofa?"

Gu Qingning looked at him and became confused, "Friend?"

Fu Juncheng nodded, "Will you be so irrelevant when you get along with your friends?"

"I have no friends." Gu Qingning said honestly.

Whether she is a remnant soul or a mute disease, she is all alone.

Now, the stunned person was Fu Juncheng.

Surprise flashed across his face, and he looked into the clear eyes, without a trace of lying.

Without family or friends, then she is...

orphan?

He suppressed the doubts in his heart, stretched out his hand to her, and the smile on the corner of his lips became a little free.

"Who said you didn't, isn't it the one in front of you?"

Gu Qingning's heart stagnated and his eyes moved downward, and the man's clear joints were reflected in her eyes.

Jade is the bones, snow is the skin, and the five fingers are slender, which looks like a work of art, so beautiful that it makes people want to possess it.

Gu Qingning suddenly came to his senses and looked away in a hurry.

Her series of changes in expressions were seen by Fu Juncheng, and she was cute and silly, and very interesting.

He held back his laughter and raised his big hand to her, "I'm your first friend, huh?"

Gu Qingning stared at him and stretched out his hand hesitantly.

When his fingertips met, Fu Juncheng smiled in his eyes and held her slightly cool hand.

"That's what a friend."

Within a few seconds, he pulled his hand back with a calm expression.

Gu Qingning glanced at his hand, then looked at the man's deep smile.

The first friend?

Before she could figure it out, Fu Juncheng stood up and said, "Let's go and go downstairs to have a meal."

Gu Qingning looked at his back and slowly followed in slippers.

The villa has never received guests, and for the first time someone other than Fu Juncheng appeared at the dinner table.

Gu Qingning looked at the steaming food on the table, and a satisfied smile appeared on the corners of his eyebrows and eyes.

"A meal is worth your happiness?"

The low-magnetic voice was a little puzzled.

Gu Qingning tilted his head, his clear eyes were moist, "Yes."

Being able to eat hot meals has five senses like a human being. Living like an ordinary person is a luxury for her once upon a time.

Now that the luxury of hope comes true, she is naturally happy.

Her satisfied smile fell into Fu Juncheng's eyes, but was interpreted as another meaning.

She thought she was an orphan and lived a poor life since she was a child, so she could easily make her happy with a meal.

He reached out to grab her bowl, served the soup, and put it back in front of her.

"Drink while it's hot."

"Thank you." After thanking her, Gu Qingning reached out to pick up the spoon and lowered her head to drink the soup.

Fu Juncheng looked at her elegant eating habits and his questions became deeper.

Her words, deeds and temperament are not as good as an orphan.

Instead, it seems to be from a famous family...

Realizing that he hadn't moved his chopsticks, Gu Qingning raised his head in confusion, "Don't you eat?"

Fu Juncheng pulled his lips, picked up the chopsticks, and "eat."

Gu Qingning said oh, lowered his head and continued to have a meal.

Silence came, and it was filled with warmth.

After dinner, the two walked out of the dining room, and Gu Qingning planned to go back to the room and lay down.

As soon as I reached the stairs, Fu Juncheng stopped me.

"Sleepy?"

Gu Qingning turned around and shook his head.

Then she thought of something and asked bluntly, "Can you borrow my computer to use it?"

Fu Juncheng raised his eyebrows, stepped forward with his long legs, "Come on."

Did he agree?

Gu Qingning's eyes lit up and he ran to catch up with him.

The study room is on the third floor, and the soft warm light lengthens the figures of the two of them side by side.

Walking to the end of the corridor, Fu Juncheng stopped and reached out to the fingerprint lock.

The blue light flashed by, and Gu Qingning couldn't help but take a few more glances.

Fu Juncheng pushed the door and looked at the girl who was stunned at the door and smiled faintly, "Don't you come in?"

Gu Qingning came to his senses and walked in.

"Sit as you like." Fu Juncheng closed the door and walked straight to the desk.

Gu Qingning casually looked at the furnishings in the study, as delicate and elegant as the owner of the study.

The next moment, her sight was attracted by the large bookcase that occupied a wall not far away.

Although it is not as good as the library she has stayed in before, this bookcase is also quite large.

What's more, this bookcase is made of good sandalwood, with exquisite patterns that are simple and elegant, making people unable to take their eyes off their eyes.

Fu Juncheng walked over with the computer, saw her staring at the bookcase and said indifferently, "If you want to read it, you can take the books on the bookcase to read it."

Gu Qingning turned his head and bumped into his collarbone without paying attention.
To be continued...