Chapter 1175 He should be crazy and can't control himself
Fu Yue curled up on the chair and slept soundly.
Someone pushed her, and she felt it and didn't want to wake up.
She pushed her again, and she became irritable, turned over, stepped on the ground, and said unhappily: "I'm sick, can you let me sleep."
"Mr. Zhou asked you to go to the room to sleep." Scar's voice rang.
"No." Fu Yue didn't open her eyes, "Get out of here."
Scar looked at Fu Yue, and he was really ungrateful, but Fu Yue was really not ready to get up, and his mouth opened slightly and fell asleep again.
Scar had no choice but to go back and report it to Zhou Qianyu.
"Sir, she won't come."
Zhou Qianyu sneered and walked towards the economy class.
Fu Yue's sleeping man was lying on his horse.
He didn't ask Fu Yue and just picked Fu Yue up.
The huge bump woke Fu Yue up instantly. She saw Zhou Qianyu holding her away with a cold face.
A hundred grass horses swelled through their hearts. They dared not speak out, and they probably would be embarrassed to see them.
She is a dignified Mr. Fu, and she was taken away by a man, dad.
She turned her head and put her face in his arms. In this way, since others can't see her face anyway, she doesn't have to be embarrassed.
Zhou Qianyu's chest warmed, and he didn't expect that Fu Yue would feel a strange feeling when she was shy of such a woman.
He put Fu Yue on the bed.
Fu Yue wanted to curse, but found that it was still comfortable to sleep in bed.
Why did she scold?
Yes, why scold me?
Zhou Qianyu had no intention of continuing to fight with her. He lay beside him, wrapped his hands around his chest and closed his eyes.
Fu Yue thought about it, turned over, turned his back to Zhou Qianyu, and continued to sleep.
After a while, she fell asleep.
Zhou Qianyu opened his eyes and slowly looked at the back of her head.
I don’t know why when Haimo was next to him, the cells in his body were alert and guarded, with clear thinking and couldn’t sleep at all.
But, when she was beside him, he could relax because she looked more like a man.
Fu Yue suddenly turned over.
Zhou Qianyu was startled and immediately closed his eyes.
Fu Yue showed no sign of awakening at all.
He waited for a minute, slowly opened his eyes and looked at her again.
Her face was resting on one arm, her face was squeezed out with a chubby flesh, her mouth was slightly opened, and she exhaled evenly.
In his impression, Fu Yue doesn't put on makeup many times, and most of the time he just puts a lotion on his body lotion and goes out, which is more impatient than many men.
But she is quite cute when sleeping like this and her skin is super good, which may have something to do with her not wearing much makeup.
Zhou Qianyu slowly approached her like a devil. The closer he got, the more he could feel her light breath falling on her face.
His lips touched hers.
Fu Yue shook his head, turned over, and turned his back to Zhou Qianyu.
He pinched her face.
Zhou Qianyu stood up immediately and went to the bathroom in shock.
Is he crazy? Is he sick? He was drugged by Fu Yue?
How could he be so irrational!
It must be something she painted on.
He went out in annoyance �
When Haimo saw Zhou Qianyu coming, she ignited hope in her eyes and asked affectionately: "Mr. Zhou, are you going to sleep with me? The bed here is a little small."
Zhou Qianyu walked in with a tense face and said coldly: "I'll change the same room with you, and you can sleep there."
Haimo: "…"
"Oh, OK, Mr. Zhou." Haimo simply sorted out his things and saw Zhou Qianyu lying on the bed, with his hands wrapped around his chest, his eyes closed, and his meticulous look.
This Mr. Zhou is really unpredictable.
When Fu Yue was confused, he heard the radio say that he was going to the terminal station.
She woke up, sat up, and looked to the side,
It's Haimo.
She had woken up long ago and had already put on exquisite makeup.
"You slept next to me yesterday?" Fu Yue asked.
She slept in a daze yesterday, and vaguely remembered that Zhou Qianyu took her back to the room, and then she fell asleep.
"Yes, Mr. Fu, do you need makeup? I can help you put on makeup." Haimo said softly.
Fu Yue looked at this soft and cute girl and liked it very much, "No, I am the grandfather, I don't need to put on makeup. I'll go wash up first."
She went to the bathroom and saw herself in the mirror, and was shocked.
Can this bird's nest-like hair be saved?
Forget it, she is the master, she is different from those little girls.
She brushed her teeth, washed and rinsed, and applied lotion casually tossed her hair.
I remember that there is an article about Lu Xun's hair, which roughly means that Lu Xun's hair is standing upright as unyieldingly as his own personality.
Actually, it's just hard hair, like hers.
There is no gel water, no washing hair, no hair dryer, and no comb can't be saved.
Forget it, I won't save it.
She came out of the bathroom and looked out the window.
The time difference between M and A is almost eleven hours, and the plane flies for ten hours, and it is still during the day when it reaches here.
My head hurts a little, but fortunately, I need to sleep tonight to adjust the jet lag.
She asked the flight attendant for some food.
Haimo didn't eat anything, so he looked at Fu Yue.
"Master Fu, aren't you afraid of getting fat if you eat like this? I can't eat more, I will get fat if I eat more." Haimo said enviously.
"Zhou Qianyu often abuses me. You see when I eat something. Sometimes I often don't have to eat it. Moreover, when I'm busy with work, I forget to eat it. In addition, my digestive function is not very good. When I was a child, I was a child.
Some people are weak and sick, and some eat more to increase their physical fitness and immunity.” Fu Yue said, eliminating a piece of cake.
"Your hair." Haimo pointed Fu Yue's two tufts of raised hair.
Fu Yue didn't care at all, "My character can instantly elevate the high-ranking master."
Haimo chuckled.
Fu Yue also looked at Haimo with a smile.
After a while, the plane arrived at the station.
Fu Yue packed his luggage and went out and saw Zhou Qianyu.
Zhou Qianyu stared at her with a weird look, and his brows frowned, "Can you be like a normal person?"
"No." Fu Yue replied directly, "I don't take the ordinary road, that's the way I, Fu Yue, want to take. Why do you like a normal person? Is it interesting to be a normal person on the street?"
"Haimo, I'm going to take her out as normal, I feel embarrassed." Zhou Qianyu ordered coldly.