Chapter 47 What is the Wife (3)

"..."

Gu Zhao choked and laughed angrily.

She is really good at making up the knife.

Suddenly, the healing piano sounded.

Gu Zhao took out his phone from his pocket and glanced at the caller ID.

It was Xi Nai calling.

He swipe to answer.

"Azhao, come out for a drink." The man's thick voice was raised, trying to overwhelm the explosive electronic music around him.

"Ah Cheng is here too, I'm missing you."

Gu Zhao pursed his lips, "Where is it?"

"The old place, hurry up." He said.

"knew."

Hung up the phone, Gu Zhao looked down at Gu Qingning, and reported the itinerary, "Ning'er, I have an appointment with a friend and I want to go out for a while, call me if you have anything to do."

Gu Qingning hummed lightly.

After sending Gu Zhao away, Gu Qingning opened the drawer and took out the unfinished score from it.

Hooking up a pen with her fingers and spinning it, she wrote down the words without thinking.

In the middle of writing, the phone on the side vibrated.

Gu Qingning glanced distractedly, and could memorize the string of numbers by heart.

Swipe to answer, and she pressed speakerphone.

"Little lion?"

Low and magnetic voice, with a hint of teasing.

Gu Qingning's eyes were light and narrow, and he choked back unwillingly, "Black wolf, what's the matter?"

The painting style is mutated and the kindergarten children bicker.

Listening to the nickname she gave him, the smile on the corner of Fu Juncheng's mouth became more and more willful, "Who made the little lion angry, with such a violent temper?"

Gu Qingning's pen tip paused, the inspiration for writing the lyrics was a little stuck, and he frowned and said, "You."

Fu Juncheng jokingly said, "Then shall I scold you?"

"The kind that doesn't fight back."

Hearing this, the impetuousness between Gu Qingning's brows and eyes dissipated, and she had no inspiration for the time being, so she simply stopped writing.

Putting down the pen, she leaned back and complained, "You drank too much at night, no one would rush to scold you."

Fu Juncheng smiled dumbly, restrained his sloppiness, and lowered his voice softly and intoxicatingly, "Why are you in a bad mood, kid? Tell me."

"Why, your old man wants to be a spiritual mentor?" For some reason, she felt a lot more relaxed after bickering with him.

Fu Juncheng squinted his eyes, and laughed lowly, "It's ok, others charge by the hour. We know each other so well, so we can charge by the day."

Gu Qingning sneered.

After a moment of silence, she lowered her eyebrows and said in a very soft voice, "Fu Juncheng, what does it feel like to have a mother?"

Although she has never met her mother, the moment she saw the photo, she couldn't help but feel sorry for the woman who gave birth to her.

Perhaps this is the wonder of blood connection.

Aware of the sad and lonely emotion in her words, Fu Juncheng suppressed the smile on his face, "Why do you ask that, who bullied you?"

Gu Qingning pursed her lips, "It's nothing, just ask."

Fu Juncheng didn't believe it, but he wouldn't ask if she didn't tell her.

He picked a lighter topic and asked, "Are you going to school tomorrow?"

Gu Qingning swept away the loneliness just now, and turned into a young expert, "If you don't go to school, why don't you give me a leave slip?"

Fu Juncheng pulled his lips into a smile, and the ending sound slightly raised, low and sweet, "You let me go for a meal last time, when are you going to make it up?"

Gu Qingning spoke confidently, "I don't have any money, so I owe it first."

She is really poor, but she didn't lie to him.

The little lion is poor, so Master Fu consciously gave money, "Then I'll lend you some more?"

Not much else, just a lot of money, and make it for his little lion.

【Yunzheng howling: Master, can you return my two hundred yuan first? 】

Gu Qingning refused lightly, "No, I can earn it myself."

Fu Juncheng let out a small smile on his lips, and said in a low voice, "I won't charge you interest, what are you afraid of, besides, the wife I saved will not be needed for the time being, so it doesn't matter if I borrow it from you first."

Gu Qingning's clever little head was stunned for a while, and he asked in a daze, "What is a wife?"

Fu Juncheng endured a smile, deliberately slowed down his speech, and said very slowly, "It's a dowry gift for marrying a wife."

His little lion is really simple.

Gu Qingning, "..."

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