Douluo: Qin Shimingyue system

As the beeps in the receiver became longer, Lu Bei's heart tightened. Finally, the call was connected.

"Ms. Xia, I would like to ask, where is the apartment where Miss Fang lives? I..."

"To shut up."

When Lu Bei heard these two words, all the blood in his body flowed backwards.

Because these two words are not a female voice, but a male voice that is so familiar to him!

Lu Bei's mind went blank, and he was so confused that he didn't know what to say for a moment.

Huo Jingshen hung up the phone directly.

It wasn't until Huo Jingshen hung up the phone for a few seconds that Lu Bei vaguely recalled that the voice on the phone just now... seemed a little more ambiguous.

Could it be that the big boss is...

Lu Bei glanced at the time, it was almost twelve o'clock...

At this time, he actually called the proprietress, and even let the boss receive the call!

He doesn't have to live anymore!

Interrupting at this time is more creepy than making a big mistake at work, okay?

Just when Lu Bei was stunned for a few seconds, Fang Songqi propped up her cheeks and looked at him with blinking eyes, "What's wrong with you, Bei Bi?"

Lu Bei: "..."

He really wanted to kick this drunk woman out of the car.

There was no need for him to kick him, the car had already stopped in front of his house.

When the driver said the words "arriving", Fang Songqi opened the door and got out of the car before Lu Bei could react.

"Hey!"

The man ran away before Lu Bei could hold him back, so he had to pay the fare from behind.

This is a house that Lu Bei bought with a loan in City C. Huo Jingshen advanced his salary for one year, and it was calculated after the salary increase.

In a place like City C, being able to get a loan to buy such a house is already a big step forward for a young man like him from out of town.

However, when Fang Songqi walked in, her hands were behind her back.

"The decoration here is too old-fashioned...the colors here are too dark...the ceiling is too ugly. Who was your designer?"

If he hadn't looked at Fang Songqi's ignorant and innocent eyes, Lu Bei would have thought that this woman was not drunk at all, and that she was very good at finding faults.

He went to the kitchen and made a bowl of honey water for the woman to sober her up.

When she came out with the bowl, the woman was no longer in the living room.

"Miss Fang?"

Lu Bei called twice, but no one responded, so he went to the room and took a look.

There were none in the two guest rooms. Then he felt numb and opened the door of the master bedroom. He saw Fang Songqi slumped on the big bed, lying in a large shape, with her eyes closed and seemed to be asleep.

Lu Bei: "..."

This guy really has a sense of direction. Even when he's asleep, he knows where to sleep in his master bedroom? ?

He walked over and put the honey water on the table, "Miss Fang? Miss Fang? Miss Fang, wake up."

After calling a few times, Fang Songqi frowned and waved her arms, "I'm sorry."

Lu Bei: "..."

He endured it and said with a smile: "Drink the honey water, otherwise you will have a hangover and a headache tomorrow morning."

He really used all his patience in serving Huo Jingshen to serve this drunken lady.

Fang Songqi didn't even open her eyes, she just narrowed them into a slit and raised her head.

Lu Bei is holding this glass of honey water in his hand, neither advancing nor retreating.

Did this person really treat him as a servant?Do you want him to be fed?

"Hurry up." A certain young lady said.

Lu Beixin thought, forget it, since she is the best friend of the future landlady, just feed her.

This was Lu Bei's first time feeding someone water, and he was not very skillful. One-third of the glass of water flowed out from the corner of the woman's lips, slid down her neck, and sank into her collar.

He looked at the glistening water on the woman's collarbone and couldn't help but roll his Adam's apple. He put the water glass aside and took out two tissues. "Miss Fang, you are wet, wipe it."

When he said these words, he almost bit the tip of his tongue.

It also……

He seemed to have driven the car accidentally.

Unexpectedly, Fang Songqi lay stretched out on the bed for a while, then Gulu climbed up from the bed, jumped off the bed, and walked out the door.

After taking two steps, he walked back again and grabbed two handfuls of messy long hair.

"Where's the bathroom?"

Lu Bei pointed ahead.

Fang Songqi kicked off her shoes, unbuttoned her clothes and went to the bathroom.

Lu Bei was dumbfounded.

"no……"

Does this mean that his home is completely regarded as her home?

Take a shower when you want?

You are already so drunk that you still want to take a shower?

But he didn't know Fang Songqi's habits.

At the end of the day, when you get home, no matter what time it is or how tired you are, you must take a shower. This is a habit.

If you don't take a shower, you will feel as if you are covered in fleas.

Lu Bei was stunned in the room for a long time. Listening to the sound of water rushing in the bathroom, he suddenly had a different feeling.

There is a woman taking a bath in his private bathroom?

Lu Bei didn't come back to his senses until the sound of water in the bathroom stopped and the woman called someone from the bathroom.

"Towel! There is no towel or bath towel, how can I get out!"

Lu Bei: "..."

Did he invite an ancestor back home?

Lu Bei found a clean towel and bath towel and came to the bathroom door. He took a deep breath and knocked on the door, "That..."

The bathroom door opened with a bang.

Lu Bei only felt a piece of snow-white skin in front of his eyes, and subconsciously closed his eyes. The towels and bath towels he held in his hands were stretched out in the air, and his whole body was petrified.

Fang Songqi wrapped her body in a bath towel, then took the towel and wiped her hair.

Seeing Lu Bei's appearance, she burst out laughing, and deliberately said in a lazy voice: "Don't look around, I'm not dressed yet."

Lu Bei's body became even more tense.

"I-I won't look around. Miss Fang, please hurry up."

Fang Songqi walked around Lu Bei lightly and sat cross-legged on the bed. While wiping her hair with a soft dry towel, she looked at Lu Bei funny.

Lu Bei still stood in the same posture, not moving at all, and his eyes were still closed.

Fang Songqi tilted her head, stopped moving her hands, and just looked at Lu Bei quietly.

Lu Bei simply felt...as if he was sitting on pins and needles, like the light was coming back...

He simply felt that every second seemed like a year.

He coughed and asked: "Um...Miss Fang, are you okay?"

Because my eyes are closed, my hearing is particularly good.

He vaguely heard some sound, until the sound fell in front of him, softly and with a pitiful tone.

"Why did you have to leave for so long... Do you know how much I miss you? Thinking of you makes my whole body ache, and my heart feels like it is being fried on a frying pan. What I dream about when I close my eyes is the time we were together. Time..."

Lu Bei: "..."

He just thought to himself that this woman might be drunk and recognized the wrong person again, and then her warm, soft lips with a little moisture pressed against his lips.

boom.

If Lu Bei was a stone sculpture just now, now it is a stone sculpture blown apart by a bomb.