Last night, he vowed that he would never get under her bed, but what happened?
That's it?
Sure enough, you can’t believe what a man says!
Rong Shu narrowed her eyes, suddenly raised her foot and kicked the man next to her.
The man was sleeping beside the bed, but when she kicked him like this, his whole body and the quilt fell to the ground with a thud.
Fu Jingting woke up immediately and sat on the ground, with a rare trace of confusion in his eyes.
what's the situation?
Why are you on the ground?
Fu Jingting rubbed his temples and suddenly felt an angry look falling on him.
He looked up and saw Rong Shu with an angry look on her face. Then he looked at her bent leg. What else didn't he understand?
He was kicked out of bed by her!
As for the reason, she must have felt that he broke his promise and got under her bed.
Fu Jingting chuckled lightly, put his hands down from his temples, then stood up, sat down on the edge of the bed, looked sideways at Rong Shu, and asked knowingly, "What's wrong? Are you angry so early in the morning?"
"You still have the nerve to ask me what's wrong?" Rong Shu glared, "Fu Jingting, you don't keep your word!"
She pointed at the man.
The man pressed her hand down and said, "Where did you break your promise?"
"You didn't keep your word when you got into my bed? You actually asked where you broke your promise? You are really... really..."
Rong Shu was so angry that she couldn't speak.
Fu Jingting raised the corners of his lips, "Oh? I'll get under your bed? Are you sure?"
"Do I still need to confirm this? When I woke up in the morning, I saw you under my quilt." Rong Shu patted the bed and said.
Fu Jingting waved his index finger, "You are wrong. It should be said that when you woke up in the morning, what you saw was my quilt, not yours, so Rong Shu, I want to correct you, that is, I did not get under your quilt.
But you got into my bed."
"What?" When Rong Shu heard what he said, her voice suddenly rose, "I got under your quilt? Fu Jingting, stop joking, how could I..."
Halfway through her words, she suddenly thought of something, her red lips opened wide, and she couldn't say the next words.
Because she realized that what he said seemed to be true, and she seemed to have really gotten under his quilt.
When she woke up just now, she saw that the quilt on her body was blue. It was the one she gave him last night, not the pink one she had always covered herself with.
Thinking of this, Rong Shu quickly turned her head left and right, trying to find her quilt.
However, at this moment, on the bed, apart from herself, there were only sheets spread under her body, without any quilt.
Then, she looked under the bed again, and finally saw her own pink quilt under her bed.
At this moment, Rong Shu was completely sure that it was not Fu Jingting who got into her bed, but her own. Her whole little face was so red that it was almost bleeding.
Seeing this, Fu Jingting smiled lowly and said, "Now you know that I didn't get under your bed?"
Rong Shu lowered her head and said nothing.
Fu Jingting added: "So this doesn't count as breaking my oath, right?"
"You know why, but you still ask!" Rong Shu glared at him.
"Okay, okay, I won't ask anymore." Fu Jingting chuckled again, then bent down to pick up the quilt on the ground, walked around the end of the bed, walked to her side, and picked up her quilt as well, "I'll go out and fight first.
Make a phone call and ask Zhang Cheng to buy breakfast. You wash up first."
"Yeah." Rong Shu nodded.
Fu Jingting opened the door and walked out of the room.
After he left, Rong Shu grabbed the quilt to cover her head, poured her whole body into the cup, and made an annoyed groan.
It's so embarrassing.
How could she get under his bed?
Rong Shu wanted to understand, was she really so dishonest when she slept by herself?
Just as he was thinking about it, there was a knock on the door, and Fu Jingting's voice came from outside, "Rong Shu, what do you want for breakfast?"
Rong Shusheng stretched out his head from the quilt helplessly, looked at the door, and replied in a weak voice: "It's okay, just keep an eye on it."
"Is seafood porridge okay?" Fu Jingting stood outside the door and asked with his mobile phone.
Rong Shu nodded, "Okay."
"That's okay." Fu Jingting walked away again.
Hearing the footsteps outside fading away, Rong Shu lifted the quilt and got out of bed and went to the bathroom to wash up.
By the time she finished washing, packed up and walked out of the room, breakfast had been delivered.
Fu Jingting pulled out his chair and said, "Come here quickly."
"Here we come." Rong Shu walked over and sat down on the chair he pulled out.
Fu Jingting walked to the seat opposite her and sat down too.
The two started to eat.
During this period, Fu Jingting's cell phone rang.
He put down the chopsticks in his hand, took out his cell phone and looked at it. It was Assistant Zhang calling.
Zhang Chengcai left not long ago, so it is impossible not to know that he must still be eating at this moment, so it stands to reason that he would not call to disturb him.
But now Assistant Zhang just called me. Something must have happened when I woke up.
"I'll answer the phone." Fu Jingting raised his eyes and said to the woman opposite.
The woman nodded slightly, "You take it."
Fu Jingting then answered the call and put the phone to his ear, "What's the matter?"
he asked quietly.
On the other end of the phone, Assistant Zhang's serious voice came, "Mr. Fu, some media took a picture of you traveling with Miss Rong yesterday afternoon."
"What?" Fu Jingting squinted, "Was it photographed?"
Rong Shu felt that his expression was not good, so she stopped the chopsticks in her hand and asked, "What happened?"
Fu Jingting didn't hide anything from her, and told her what Assistant Zhang just said.
After Rong Shu listened, she didn't say anything. Instead, she took out her mobile phone and lowered her head to operate it.
Obviously, she was checking the news he was talking about.
Fu Jingting also looked away and asked at the other end of the phone, "What's going on online now?"
"It's very popular." Assistant Zhang replied, "After all, Mr. Fu, your identity is here, and there is news about your relationship, so the amount of attention is naturally very high, especially this time the news is about you and Rong Rong.
Mademoiselle’s.”
The heat will naturally be doubled.
After all, three people, Mr. Fu, Miss Rong, and Gu Manyin, had such a violent quarrel on the Internet that almost the whole country and even abroad knew that Mr. Fu and Miss Rong were divorced ex-couples, and their relationship was not good before the divorce.
The Fu family also bullied Miss Rong for six years.
But as soon as the news came out that such a strange couple might get back together again, netizens were naturally very interested, so the popularity went straight to the first place, far surpassing the second place.
Fu Jingting pursed his lips, "Where are the comments?"
"The comments were okay. There was no hostility. Maybe it was because of your identity, so those netizens didn't say anything outrageous. However, there were quite a lot of weird things." Assistant Zhang said.
"I know." Fu Jingting replied coldly.
Assistant Zhang asked, "Mr. Fu, how do you plan to handle this matter?"
"Find out the media who took the photos and give them a warning. As for the ones online, let the public relations department suppress them." Fu Jingting ordered with a stern face.
Assistant Zhang was about to agree when Rong Shu suddenly put down her phone and said, "Don't press, that's it."
As soon as these words came out, Fu Jingting looked at her in surprise, "Rong Shu, do you know what you are talking about?"
"I know." Rong Shu nodded seriously.
"Then you still..."
"I just think this is not bad." Rong Shu picked up the chopsticks and smiled.
Fu Jingting couldn't understand her, "What's so good about it? Don't you like this kind of gossip news?"
"Yeah." Rong Shu shrugged, "If it's unrealistic and fake gossip news, I really don't like it, and I'm even disgusted with it, but this time the news is not fake, is it?"