I became the sweetheart of the mortal enemy

Chapter 20 Cultivating Relationships?

Fu Jingxing patted his shoulder and asked calmly, "Did you sleep well?"

Jiang Qiao: "..."

Embarrassing, a concert is basically three hours, she probably slept for two hours, five 10 minutes, right?
Although she did all the embarrassing things by herself, she still needs to defend herself.

"I... I just didn't sleep well last night."

"Oh." Lie.

After dealing with work emails last night, he went back to check and found that she was lying on the bed in a large font, sleeping comfortably.

Even though he knew she was lying to him, he followed her words: "Why didn't you sleep well?"

Jiang Qiao was about to burst his head before he came up with a reason: "Probably because brother Jing Xing finally came back, I was a little excited, so I couldn't sleep."

"Hehe." She smiled bluntly, obviously not believing her nonsense.

The audience had almost dispersed, Fu Qingyun came over, with anger still on her delicate face.

"Little Qiao, I'm so mad!"

Fu Jingxing raised his eyes and glanced at Fu Qingyun lightly, without saying a word, but his right hand lightly landed on Jiang Qiao's hair, and picked up a strand to play with.

Fu Qingyun was about to swear when she was choked back by her brother's look.

Jiang Qiao didn't notice these small movements of Fu Jingxing, she asked worriedly, "What's wrong with you?"

Although Fu Qingyun's temper is a bit out of control, she pays great attention to her image outside, and rarely shows her anger on her face like this.

"It's okay, I'm going back first, so I won't disturb you two to cultivate your relationship." Fu Qingyun made a farewell gesture, turned around and waved her hands, and left gracefully, as if the person who looked angry just a second ago wasn't her. of.

Cultivate feelings? ?
Jiang Qiao was stunned for a second, and then belatedly felt that someone was playing with her hair.

She suddenly turned her head to look, and found that Fu Jingxing was sticking to her back, very close.

"Jiang Qiao." Fu Jingxing suddenly called her name.

This person's voice was deep and pleasant, and his words were clear. When he called her name in a low voice, the ending sound always rose slightly, as if he was whispering some love words in a low voice.

Damn it, what a little goblin!
Jiang Qiao swallowed with difficulty, and asked falteringly, "What...what's the matter?"

In fact, what she wants to say more is, you stay away from me before talking!

But she didn't have a chance to say this, so Fu Jingxing clasped her shoulders with both hands.

(End of this chapter)