Fu Shao's little wife is a prophet

Looking at the message, even if Wen Qingyue was angry in her heart, she couldn't resist not answering the call.

She sat cross-legged, put the phone in front of her, pressed the dial button, and waited for the connection in a strange mood.

Listening to the dialing sound, all Wen Qingyue could think about was what to say in the first sentence when she got through.

As time passed by second by second, Wen Qingyue thought that the phone was about to hang up automatically, but she answered it.

He just picked it up but didn't speak, only the man's long breathing could be heard.

Wen Qingyue? ? ?

Is this competing with her?

With this thought in her mind, the fire that had just been extinguished in her heart started again, and she remained silent as if angry.

The two stubborn people silently listened to the sound of each other's breathing coming from the mobile phone.

It's just that no matter how stubborn two people meet, one of them will bow first.

Fu Han put the towel to wipe his hair on the sofa beside him, picked up the phone, and said helplessly, "You don't plan to talk to me?"

A voice like a cello sounded in the quiet room.

The little girl sitting cross-legged on the chair finally had a slight change in her face, she didn't reach out to pick up the phone, she snorted softly, and said deliberately: "Hey, why is there someone talking on the phone? Isn't the call not connected?"

Hearing her eccentric words, Fu Han curled his lips, "Because I didn't reply to your message in time, you deliberately disappeared all night and didn't answer the phone, right?"

Wen Qing snorted coldly, "Stop being sentimental, I'm also very busy, okay, I don't have the time to spend on these unimportant things."

The "self-confident" Fu Han sighed silently, "Yueyue, speak well."

"Did I not speak properly? Or is Mr. Fu unable to understand Chinese?" Wen Qingyue continued to be ambiguous, "nevermind, icanspeaksomeenglish."

The voice fell, and the other side of the phone fell into silence for a few seconds.

After a while, Fu Han rubbed his temples and said, "Su Yan told me that you were in danger at the reception, what happened?"

Listening to his concerned words, Wen Qingyue didn't continue to yin and yang him, but her tone was still not serious, "You are so beautiful, you are missed by others."

Fu Han: "What reception did you attend? Do you remember what that person looked like and what was his name?"

Listening to his words, Wen Qingyue knew that he was going to vent her anger for her and teach that person a lesson.

"I don't know, I was drunk, and when I was sober, I found that I was taken to the hotel corridor."

Looking back now, I have to be thankful that I was awake, if I didn't wake up, the worst result would happen——

Both of them thought of the same place, they were silent and did not speak, their breaths were long, which made the atmosphere more dignified.

After a while, there was a rustling sound from Fu Han's side. Fu Han seemed to be looking for something, followed by the sound of a lighter.

He was smoking, Wen Qingyue frowned slightly, adjusted her sitting posture, put one hand on her foot, and Fu Han's voice sounded in a deep and hoarse voice, "Don't fall asleep, I'll let the doctor come and give it to you." examine."

Just listening to the voice, Wen Qingyue could imagine what he looked like at the moment, with a cigarette in his mouth and a serious and cold expression.

Wen Qingyue grabbed the fur balls on the socks and said, "No, I'm not hurt."

She is a doctor herself and knows her body well.

Fu Han frowned, shook the cigarette, looked down at the ashes falling into the ashtray, his voice was a little hoarse because he just smoked, "It's always good to check, be obedient, don't say you are a doctor , the doctor does not heal himself, and you have been given medicine, no one knows whether the medicine will have other effects."

He babbled on, it was rare to say such a long list, his throat was dry and hoarse, he changed his hand to hold the phone, took the wine Gu Sheng had left with his free hand, filled the half glass, and took a long gulp while holding the wine glass.

His throat was moistened with wine, and the spicy taste mixed with the smell of smoke made the irritability and stuffiness in his chest dissipate a bit.

Wen Qingyue frowned after listening to his movements, "Okay, are you drinking?"

She heard the clink of glasses.

Fu Han didn't deny it either, "Well, I drank a little."

Wen Qingyue's face darkened, "If I remember correctly, if you called me in the evening, you would still be out socializing, haven't you had enough? What time is it now?! You are still drinking in the hotel, and you have no work tomorrow? "

Is this person drinking wine like water?

Fu Han was quiet for a few seconds. Hearing the little girl's faint concern with anger, he comforted him, "I just had a drink with Gu Sheng. There is no water in the room. I just drank a little so I won't get drunk."

Wen Qingyue snorted coldly, "Oh, that's me meddling in my own business."

She didn't believe that Fu Han couldn't get drunk, and when he said that there was no water in the room, it was clearly because he was restless and distracted by drinking and smoking.

Because of her words, the phone fell silent again.

Wen Qingyue was a little irritable, stepped on the ground with crossed legs, picked up the phone from the table, and said seriously: "Mr. It will happen from time to time, don’t smoke and drink if you can, don’t drink or smoke if you don’t have to, please put out the cigarette now and pour out the wine!”

After finishing speaking, Wen Qingyue felt that her head began to ache, and she also felt dizzy.

Fu Han was silent for a few seconds, knowing that she was angry, he stretched out his hand and pressed the cigarette into the ashtray, "It's gone, it's not smoked anymore, don't be angry."

Hearing his gentle and deep voice, Wen Qingyue's anger subsided by half again, but her tone was still strong, and said: "Hang up, make a video call, I want to confirm with my own eyes!"

"it is good."

After hanging up the phone, not long after, Fu Han made a video call from VX, and Wen Qingyue deliberately clicked on the rear view camera to let him look at the desktop.

The man's indistinguishable male and female face with a stern temperament appeared enlarged on the screen of the mobile phone. The short hair stubble covered the left eyebrow, and some of them even covered the position of the pupil.

A pair of phoenix eyes stared at the camera, the sockets were reddish, and there were bloodshot eyes. After being magnified by the camera, he could clearly see the doubt in his eyes and the fatigue in his eyes.

Wen Qingyue's heart felt a little bit distressed, and she regretted not receiving his call in time, making him rush around for a day, working for so long and still worrying about her.

On the other side, Fu Han studied for a few seconds and found that she had set the camera to the rear, so he coaxed helplessly: "Yueyue, turn the camera back and let me see you."

Wen Qingyue rubbed the tip of her nose, and suppressed the surging sourness, "Let me see if you put out the cigarette first? There is still wine, take it away, don't drink it!"

"Okay!" Fu Han turned the camera to the back and took a picture of the ashtray, "The smoke is gone, it's wine, I'll take it to the bathroom and pour it out."

As the voice fell, the camera began to shake, and then Wen Qingyue saw Fu Han walking towards the bathroom with the half bottle of wine, and poured it into the toilet in front of her.