Go crazy, who can be crazier than you? [Villainous Female Supporting Character]

Fugui shuddered, groggily opened his dog eyes and glanced at them, then yawned and lay back down next to the beauty to continue sleeping.

Even if he didn't say anything, Sang Ling didn't plan to tie him up with a dog leash anymore.

She must have had a problem with the leash if she couldn't tie him up properly. Next time, she'll definitely find a stronger leash that he won't be able to escape with.

Fu Zhirang looked down at the girl in front of him who was looking down and seemingly lost in thought, and glanced at the hand that was holding his wrist.

Just like preventing him from escaping, they held on tightly.

A strange, dark glint flashed in his eyes, and his lips were slightly pursed.

A clear, cold voice rang in my ears.

"How will you be here?"

Upon hearing this, Sang Ling gave a soft snort and remained silent, seemingly annoyed.

"Where is this place? When did you arrive? Did you come alone?"

Sang Ling still did not answer.

Fu Zhirang frowned when he saw that she was throwing a tantrum and not answering.

Thinking of the dangers the other person might encounter along the way, his tone turned colder, "Speak."

Unexpectedly, the person who escaped dared to be aggressive towards her. Sang Ling immediately glared back, "If I hadn't come looking for you, would you have gotten away?"

Seeing the anger on the little girl's soft face, Fu Zhirang frowned in confusion, "What do you mean?"

"You dare to run away but not admit it?"

"I didn't run away."

"Ran."

"Didn't run away."

"Ran."

"..."

Fu Zhirang looked at the exasperated girl and sighed softly, "What exactly do you want to say?"

"You ran away, I'm going to catch you and lock you up." The little girl spoke in a soft voice, uttering words that sounded perfectly natural and yet were actually quite ruthless.

Fu Zhirang fell silent again, staring at her quietly for a few seconds.

He whispered with a hint of helplessness, "I didn't run away."

Seeing that she was about to retort, he continued to explain, "I did tell you that I was going to leave for a few days and asked you to stay home and wait for me."

"Impossible, I've never heard you say that."

Seeing the anger and seriousness in Sang Ling's eyes, Fu Zhirang realized something: the little girl might not have really heard him at the time.

“I left you a note, didn’t you see it?” Fu Zhirang said again.

Sang Ling was taken aback, a look of confusion appearing on her face.

She was in a hurry to find someone, so she didn't have the mind to pay attention to any notes.

Judging from her expression, you can tell she definitely didn't see it.

Fu Zhirang's tense face relaxed a little, his brows furrowing slightly. "Where's your food? Did you eat properly?"

If the girl came here, then the person he sent to deliver the food must have known that the girl was not at home. Why didn't he receive any news at all?

Thinking of this, Fu Zhirang's eyes darkened.

Sang Ling thought he was asking if she had eaten dinner.

"have eaten."

I ate a really big meal tonight.

Sang Ling patted her belly, feeling extremely satisfied.

Fu Zhirang stiffened and looked at Sang Ling with a deep gaze.

Because she touched his stomach.

Soft little hands pressed against his well-defined abs through his thin pajamas, boldly touching him and curiously moving downwards.

Fu Zhirang's brow twitched. He grabbed the hand that was causing trouble on his body and said in a low, husky voice, "Behave yourself."

Sang Ling looked up and frowned.

She should be the one saying that to him.

Behave yourself and stop thinking about running away.

Ignoring the other person's displeased gaze, Fu Zhirang grasped the soft, boneless hand and squeezed it, causing the raven-feather-like eyelashes to tremble.

His handsome face was expressionless, as cool and aloof as moonlight.

"Where is this?" Fu Zhirang asked, looking at the unfamiliar room.

“My home,” Sang Ling replied lazily, playing with his fingers.

Fu Zhirang frowned and looked at her with a strange expression.

It was late at night, and after being exhausted from stealing Jiao Jiao's affections, Sang Ling suddenly felt sleepy after relaxing.

She yawned and wobbled as she snuggled into Fu Zhirang's arms.

I'm sleepy, time to sleep~

"Tired?" Fu Zhirang grasped her shoulders and looked down at her.

"Mmm." Sang Ling was half asleep, hugged Fu Zhirang's waist, rubbed against his chest, and responded softly.

Whether it was because she was too tired or because Fu Zhirang's embrace was too warm, Sang Ling fell asleep almost instantly.

Looking at the little girl sleeping soundly in his arms, Fu Zhirang gazed at her for a long time before gently pulling her into his arms and placing her on the bed.

As I stood up, my clothes tightened.

Looking down, he saw that the little girl was still tightly clutching his clothes even in her sleep, and he slowly blinked.

After hesitating for a moment, she lay down next to Sang Ling. As soon as she lay down, the little girl drowsily leaned over and unconsciously snuggled into his arms.

Fu Zhirang gently embraced her and patted her back.

His voice was gentle and soothing, "Go to sleep."

Sang Ling slept very comfortably, not waking up until the sun was high in the sky.

Turning around with great joy, I didn't see Jiao Jiao's handsome face, but Fu Gui's silly dog ​​face, and my remaining sleepiness instantly vanished.

She suddenly sat up with a start, rummaged around on the bed, and even looked under the bed.

Nobody's here, still nobody's here.

"Running away again?!"

When Sang Ling woke up, Jiao Jiao was gone again. She was so angry that she didn't even eat and went to the neighbor's to catch her.

She dashed downstairs like a whirlwind, and was about to rush out when Wang Ma came out of the kitchen, carrying a fragrant bowl of chicken soup.

"Miss, you're awake? Would you like some soup?"

Sang Ling kept walking; Jiao Jiao had already run off, so she had no appetite for soup. She glanced casually in that direction, about to refuse, "No..."

The next second, her steps, which were heading straight for the door, suddenly turned, and she gracefully walked to the dining table and sat down.

She raised her soft, white face and nodded to Wang Ma with a serious expression.

"drink."

Anyway, Jiaojiao is right next door, so it's not too late to go get her after she finishes her soup.

Holding the soup bowl, Sang Ling took a sip of the rich, fragrant chicken soup and smiled contentedly.

Fugui and Meiren were also squatting at her feet, eating the fresh meat that Wang Ma fed them, with satisfied smiles on their faces.

Standing to the side, Wang Ma looked at the three little ones with a face full of doting affection, and couldn't help but show a satisfied smile.

Good, good, finally someone understands her. She can wait a little longer before resigning.

After eating and drinking to their hearts' content, Sang Ling wiped her mouth and immediately took Mei Ren and Fu Gui to catch Jiao Jiao.