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

  Chapter 873 My wife looks good no matter what (2)

   Her voice was too low, Fu Juncheng couldn't hear clearly, "What did you say?"

  Gu Qingning's eyes turned, "Turn on the light."

  Fu Juncheng didn't think much, and reached out to the switch on the wall. With a "snap", the hallway and the living room were lit up.

  Fu Juncheng squinted his eyes to adapt to the light. Suddenly, a long silver-gray hair broke into his field of vision, and he was stunned for a while.

  Gu Qingning looked at his sluggish expression leisurely, tilted his head, with a mischievous smile on his lips, "Does it look good?"

  Fu Juncheng came to his senses, raised his hand to touch her long silver-gray hair, and asked her, "Why do you think of dyeing your hair?"

   "Qiaoqiao wants to dye, I'll join in the fun." She bent her lips and asked again, "Does it look good?"

  Fu Juncheng pulled his lips, ran his slender fingers through her hair, and said in a hoarse voice, "It looks good."

   After a pause, he added, "My wife looks good no matter what."

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  Gu Qingning blushed when he called "wife", raised her elbow and pushed him away, "Don't think that if you say something nice, I won't settle the score with you."

  She bent down to pick up the backpack that fell on the ground, and the next moment the backpack was taken over by a hand with knuckles.

   Fu Juncheng was carrying the backpack in one hand, and wanted to hold her with the other, but Gu Qingning avoided it.

  She glanced at him and said, "I won't hold you for a while, please be honest."

   After finishing speaking, she took off her shoes, put on slippers and walked into the living room.

  Fu Juncheng looked at the back of her head, smiled helplessly, carried her backpack, and followed her resignedly.

   Throwing the backpack on the sofa, Fu Juncheng stepped forward, grabbed Gu Qingning's hand, and dragged her to sit on his lap.

  He put his arms around her waist, not giving her a chance to escape, and asked in a low voice, "When did you dye your hair?"

   "Just now." Gu Qingning glanced at the hands on her waist, without struggling, as if acquiescing to his actions, "Yun Fan sent me a message as soon as I finished dyeing my hair."

  She stretched out her hand to pinch his chin, and said with a half-smile, "You are quite accurate in your calculations."

   If there is anyone in the world who understands her best, it must be him. Every step she takes is calculated by him.

   "This is not a calculation." Fu Juncheng curled his lips and looked at her directly, with gentle eyes, "I want to surprise you."

  The corner of Gu Qingning's mouth twitched, indeed, it was a big night, enough to surprise and delight.

  Looking at his face that had lost a lot of weight, Gu Qingning immediately lost his temper, pressed his cool palm against his cheek, and said softly, "Why didn't you take more rest just after the fever subsided, and deliberately tormented yourself to make my heart hurt?"

   "I miss you, I want to see you." Fu Juncheng looked at her, leaned into her ear and said, "I haven't seen you for a long time."

  Fortunately, his fever subsided after taking the pills on the plane. If she knew he had a fever and rushed back, she would definitely be angry.

  The warm breath sprayed on her cheeks, Gu Qingning shrank her neck, because of his words, her heart softened completely.

  She turned sideways, held his face in her hands, and said seriously, "Next time, you can tell me that I can go to state M to find you."

  Why didn't she miss him? In the first few days, she could bear it, but after a long time, every time she heard his voice, she always wanted to fly to M state to find him desperately.

  Just like last time when she ate too much ice cream and her stomach hurt, he flew back overnight to be with her, so she could also fly to M continent to be with him.

  Fu Juncheng hooked his thin lips lightly, "Then you don't go to school anymore?"

   "I can ask for leave." Gu Qingning spoke slowly, word by word, "Nothing is more important than you."