Approach - Chapter 91

The next day, at the same time, Ren Chuyu’s phone rang again.

Before Fang Ziqing moved, Ren Chuyu touched the phone and turned off the alarm clock.

She rubbed the space between her eyebrows a few times, trying to get off the bed.

It’s just that she just got up halfway when Fang Ziqing hugged her back.

Before she had time to be surprised, Fang Ziqing lay down on top of her and stared at her.

Fang Ziqing pursed her lower lip, then carefully tilted her head and kissed the corner of Ren Chuyu’s mouth.

Before she could react, Fang Ziqing quickly moved away.

She blushed slightly, and her ears were a little hot. She looked at the person below her with burning eyes, and her words were filled with strong affection: “Chuyu, shall we start again?”

Ren Chuyu’s eyes overlapped with hers, but she didn’t answer.

Fang Ziqing suppressed the embarrassment in his heart, lowered his head and bit the man’s earlobe lightly.

Ren Chuyu stopped breathing…

“Chuyu,” she said softly, caressing Ren Chuyu’s earlobe, “stay with me…”

Ren Chuyu’s face was sullen, her hands secretly clenched the quilt on her lower body, but she still didn’t respond.

Fang Ziqing slowly stretched his hands to her back, held her shoulders lightly, buried his head in the pit of her neck, licked and sucked, and exhaled hot air with a soft voice: “Promise?”

Ren Chuyu closed her eyes, a little blush appeared on her face…

“Please,” Fang Ziqing kissed and caressed that place vigorously, and murmured, “Promise me.”

Ren Chuyu was so excited that she couldn’t control herself, she arched her waist unconsciously…

“Chuyu…” Fang Ziqing raised his head lightly, his eyes rippling, “I really love you…”

Ren Chuyu bit her lip and looked at her, staring into her eyes.

Fang Ziqing withdrew his right hand from under her shoulder, held Ren Chuyu’s hand and slowly pressed it against his chest, sliding his throat up and down, panting and asked, “Did you feel it?”

Her heartbeat was fast, urgent, and heavy…

Ren Chuyu lowered her eyes and said nothing.

Fang Ziqing sighed slowly, turned over and lay down on his back.

After Ren Chuyu got up, Fang Ziqing buried himself in the quilt.

Breakfast was ready, but Fang Ziqing hadn’t gotten up yet.

“Sister, is sister Ziqing still awake?” Qiao An glanced at Ren Chuyu’s bedroom and asked in a low voice.

“En.” Ren Chuyu finished answering, bowed her head and drank the porridge.

Li Lan rolled her eyes around, with a thoughtful look on her face, and after a few seconds, she said to Ren Chuyu, “How about I call?”

“Need not.”

When she said that, Li Lan didn’t get up.

Because of that incident, Bai Yan met Zi

Qing is bored, and now she won’t bother with her affairs.

For a while, everyone ate quietly, and no one said anything more.

After breakfast, Ren Chuyu went out. She was going to work outside today.

Li Lan advised her to rest for two more days, but she didn’t respond.

Bai Yan went with her.

Li Lan also left and went to busy with other things.

Once the three left, only Qiao An and Fang Ziqing were left in the villa.

Fang Ziqing didn’t get up until after noon, and made some random things to eat.

In the evening, Bai Yan came and took Ren Chuyu’s quilt, sheets, clothes and so on.

From the looks of it, Ren Chuyu won’t be coming home tonight.

Fang Ziqing sat on the sofa in the living room, watched helplessly as the people took the things away, and did not step forward to ask any more questions.

Without Ren Chuyu, Fang Ziqing went back to sleep in the guest room. She lay on the bed staring at the ceiling above her head, feeling extremely depressed…

She didn’t know what Ren Chuyu was thinking, let her get close, but didn’t respond to her feelings.

When the mess in her head was entangled, Li Lan called her.

“Would you like to come out for a drink?”

The background over there was noisy and the sound was deafening. If she guessed correctly, she should be in a bar.

Fang Ziqing hesitated, she didn’t like those messy places very much.

“Chuyu is not here, what are you doing there alone?”

There was a bit of drunkenness in her words.

“I’ll send you the address,” Li Lan took a puff of cigarette, lowered her head and sprayed a circle of white mist at the beauty in her arms, and said with a smile, “it’s up to you whether you come or not, I’m busy.”

Fang Ziqing went anyway.

What surprised her was that when she arrived, Li Lan was hugging left and right, laughing and drinking with the girls…

She really didn’t know that Li Lan liked women… and this scene was too violent…

Li Lan patted the girls in her arms, and the girls tactfully got up and sat aside, then she greeted Fang Ziqing, “Come and sit.”

Fang Ziqing suddenly felt a little bit of regret in his heart, and felt that he shouldn’t come here.

“What to drink?” Seeing that the man was still standing there, Li Lan walked over and pulled him over.

Fang Ziqing smiled, “I follow Sister Lan.”

Sister Lan brought her a glass of cocktail: “Do you not come to this place often?”

Fang Ziqing took it, and took a sip. The wine was a bit strong. She wanted to cough, but suppressed it with all her strength: “Well, I feel a little noisy.”

Li Lan smiled, and dragged her to talk about something else.

After a while, a glass of cocktail will see the bottom. The wine has a lot of stamina and a distinct burning sensation in the stomach.

Li Lan brought her a few more glasses, Fang Ziqing did not refuse, and drank them one by one.

She was annoyed, and she didn’t want to say more, so she used wine to relieve her worries.

During this period, several women showed her affection, but she frowned and rejected them all.

“You don’t need to do this,” Li Lan lit a cigarette again, squinting at Fang Ziqing, “They just want to make friends with you.”

“Yeah.” Fang Ziqing responded, but she should refuse or refuse, Li Lan shook her head and laughed, and didn’t say any more.

Fang Ziqing didn’t know how many cups he drank that night, and finally became terribly drunk.

Before Li Lan took out her mobile phone to call Ren Chuyu, she lowered her head and cursed, “I don’t know if this brat got drunk on purpose.”

As soon as the call was connected, Li Lan cut straight to the point: “Your Fang Ziqing got drunk at the bar and is now unconscious.”

It was past one o’clock in the morning, and Ren Chuyu had already fallen asleep.

“Send me the address.”

The corner of Li Lan’s lips curled into a smile: “Why don’t you let me send it to you?”

“Don’t bother Sister Lan,” Ren Chuyu got up and got out of bed, “I’ll let Bai Yan go pick her up.”

“Tch, it’s boring,” Li Lan curled her lips, “I’m done.”

When she heard that she was going to pick up Fang Ziqing at the bar in the middle of the night, Bai Yan didn’t say anything on her face, but secretly scolded Fang Ziqing in her heart… That person is used to tormenting her artists, so he doesn’t worry at all…

“Sister Chuyu, go back and rest quickly, I will pick him up safely.” Her artiste still has work tomorrow morning, and the intensity is not small.

“I’ll go with you,” Ren Chuyu said in a low voice, “After you pack up, come find me in your room.”

Bai Yan wanted to say something else, but when she saw that Ren Chuyu was about to make a call, she put her mind down.

With the driver, the three of them drove to the bar together. Ren Chuyu sat in the car and waited. Bai Yan and the driver picked him up from Sister Lan.

No matter how reluctant Bai Yan was, she could only sit in the passenger seat at this time to make room for the two people in the back seat.

Fang Ziqing was indeed drunk, his face was stupefied, and his cheeks turned blush.

Ren Chuyu hugged him on his shoulder and didn’t say a word.

Fangzi’s sake tastes very good, and he is not noisy when he is drunk like this, and he is as obedient as a kitten.

After getting out of the car, Bai Yan helped him to Ren Chuyu’s room.

“Stomach…sick,” Fang Ziqing whimpered on Ren Chuyu’s shoulder as soon as he opened the door, “sick…”

Bai Yan frowned, and gave Fang Ziqing a sneaky look. This person is used to playing tricks and taking advantage.

“Bai Yan, go back and rest first,” Ren Chuyu turned her head slightly, “Thank you for your hard work tonight…”

Bai Yan felt aggrieved for her artiste a lot in her heart, but she didn’t say anything on the surface.

Ren Chuyu hugged Fang Ziqing and went to the bathroom, helped her to squat down, patted her on the back, and coaxed, “It will be more comfortable to spit out.”

Fang Ziqing didn’t respond, and he didn’t look like he was about to vomit…

Ren Chuyu slowly picked her up again, went to the bedroom, helped her lie down, took off her coat and trousers, covered her with a quilt, and put a corner of the trash can beside the bed, Lest she feel like throwing up later.

She carried Fang Ziqing’s coat and trousers inside, washed her hands, took a towel soaked in water and came back to wipe Fang Ziqing’s face and body, then changed Fang Ziqing’s nightgown, fed her water, and massaged her forehead. Just taking care of her like this until almost four o’clock in the morning…

Ren Chuyu slept for more than an hour, and when the time came, she got up and went to work again.

When Fang Zi woke up, it was almost half past eleven noon.

She glanced at the unfamiliar furnishings around her, rubbed her temples…

Her throat was a little dry, and she wanted to get out of bed to drink water. When she touched the quilt, she couldn’t help being stunned for a moment. She lowered her head to look, and leaned over to smell it. This quilt was definitely Ren Chuyu’s…

She hurriedly got out of bed and looked around, but no one was there, she must have gone out.

She wanted to wear clothes to go out, but she searched around but couldn’t find any clothes. When he was wondering, he suddenly found that his clothes were hanging on the balcony of the hotel. He reached out and touched it, and it was half dry and half wet.

It was washed by hand, if I guessed right, it was done by Ren Chuyu… She suddenly recalled that ten years ago, when the school organized an outing, she messed with people and soiled her clothes, and it was Ren Chuyu who washed her for her, but that The second is the school uniform…

The sweetness of the past and the surprise of reality are both intertwined, and she was so excited that she jumped up and down on the balcony, humming a song involuntarily…

until the door slams open…

She stopped immediately, and slowly walked out from the balcony…

Ren Chuyu took a look at her, put the packed meals on the table, turned and went to the bedroom.

Fang Ziqing’s heart beat like a drum… She followed Ren Chuyu gently…

Ren Chuyu stopped undressing, she turned her face to look at the man, Fang Ziqing hurriedly turned around…

“Sorry,” Fang Ziqing blushed slowly, “I didn’t know you wanted to change clothes.”

After speaking, she quickly stepped out of the bedroom and closed the door behind her.

Ren Chuyu withdrew her gaze and continued to move.

Fang Ziqing waited outside for a while but did not see her come out, then turned his head and caught a glimpse of the packing box on the dining table.

She brought food for herself?

Fang Ziqing bent his lips and walked over, opened the box, and the smell of rice came to his nostrils instantly…

She walked over and knocked on the bedroom door, but Ren Chuyu didn’t answer, she gently turned the doorknob, walked over, squatted by the side of the bed, and asked softly, “Have you eaten yet?”

“Yeah.” After she answered, she turned her back to Fang Ziqing.

Fang Ziqing backed out again and went out to eat.

After finishing eating, she packed up the lunch box and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

As soon as she got out of the shower, she ran into Ren Chuyu who was about to go out.

Fang Ziqing hurriedly threw down the towel to wipe his head, grabbed the man’s wrist, and asked anxiously, “Want to go out?”

“Um.”

Fang Ziqing pressed the place he was holding with his fingertips, walked over carefully, and hugged her back lightly: “Come back early, I’ll wait for you here.”

Ren Chuyu didn’t answer.

Fang Ziqing slowly brushed aside her soft hair, and pressed an affectionate kiss on the back of Ren Chuyu’s neck.

Ren Chuyu shuddered…

Before Fang Ziqing could make another move, Ren Chuyu’s coat pocket rang…

Fang Ziqing reluctantly let go, Ren Chuyu took out her phone, glanced at the screen, opened the door and went out…