What should I do if Quick Transmigration is downgraded?

Chapter 195 "True" Lin Daiyu and the Thief 25
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Li Cheng was startled suddenly, he looked but looked at what Fu Che said did not seem to be a lie, he just wanted to ask, but when he saw Fu Che's tearful face, he didn't spit out any syllables Come.

At this time, let her have a good cry. Licheng recalled the day when he met Luo's father and Luo's mother. They were both such exquisite and luxurious people, but they didn't feel any disgust when they came to his house, and even took the initiative to change their shoes.

He didn't have much contact with Luo's mother, but Luo's father had been in contact with him. Luo's father's conversation all revealed his self-cultivation. With the advice of some people who have experienced it, he was asked to wash his hands, and he told him a few entrepreneurial projects that he thought were better.

It was a pity that such an excellent person died suddenly in Li Cheng's heart.

When Fu Qiao stopped crying, he asked softly, "Have you eaten yet? Shall I make you something to eat?"

"Okay, I want to eat egg noodles," Fu Shu blinked and looked at him pitifully.

Licheng nodded without refusing, got up and walked to the kitchen. In the process, he thoughtfully turned on the TV for Fu Shen and put the remote control in her hand.

After Li Cheng's back disappeared from sight, Fu Che breathed a sigh of relief. She pulled a few more pieces of paper from the tea table, still blowing her nose, and still took the time to praise Li Cheng with 1973, "The client doesn't seem to have any You misunderstood the person, Licheng people are really nice."

"It's just that I feel like I've missed something, and I always feel that something is wrong." Fu Qiao frowned, and thought for a long time but couldn't figure out why.

[It's just your illusion, right? ]1973's current attention has been completely attracted by the idol dramas on TV, and he only responds perfunctorily to him.

"No, it's true," Fu Qiao tapped her head, thinking about what she had missed, she remembered that it was still very important.

She hasn't been troubled on the sofa for too long, Li Cheng has already come out of the kitchen carrying noodles, "Try the saltiness first to see if it suits you, and I'll add more if it doesn't suit you."

"it is good,"

Licheng didn't help her but brought a small bench from the corner of the living room and asked her to put it directly on the coffee table to eat.When Fu Shu had almost finished eating the noodles, he hesitantly asked, "Can you tell me... what happened to your parents?"

As he spoke, he was afraid that Fu Che would misunderstand, so he quickly waved his hands to explain: "If you don't want to say it, forget it. In fact, I just said that if they are buried, I want to go to worship."

For him, father Luo is like a mentor on the road of life, awakening him from the wrong path, and pointing him to a bright path.He wanted to pay homage to it, but it was also being cleaned up.

Fu Qiao finished the last mouthful of noodles, drank a few mouthfuls of soup, wiped his mouth with a tissue, and shook his head with him with a serious and lonely face, "The police are still investigating the case, and they don't know how to get the corpse Take it back and bury it."

"Police station?" Licheng's eyes widened. He pointed at her and then at himself. He made confused gestures for a long time without saying anything.

"Well, a lot of things have happened at home recently," Fu Kai lowered his eyes, obviously unwilling to talk about it.

She was given a lot of romantic heroine routines by 1973, and now she must not tell the whole story, she has to pretend to be strong and sad, and leave a positive image of strength and hard work for Licheng.

[But I think it’s better for you to talk about it now,] 1973 is negative.

"Shut up and listen to me," Fu Qiao said to stop her. In fact, she just ate the noodles and felt a little happy now, and it's not easy to cry.

Moreover, she had been crying for so long just now. If she cried again, her eyes would definitely be swollen tomorrow. Would you like Licheng to be so ugly by then?Dreaming.

"Can I stay at your place today?" Fu Qiao looked at Li Cheng's back and asked timidly, with indescribable caution and expectation in his tone.

Li Cheng turned around with the bowl in his hand, and smiled brightly at her, "Of course, the second bedroom is still prepared for you."

Last time, he thought that Fu Che would come the next day, and went to the mall to buy new sheets, which are now being put on the bed in the second bedroom.

He now no longer has the ability to refuse Fu Shu when they met on the first day. Even if it wasn't because of Fu Shu, he would take good care of Fu Shu because of Luo's father's sake.

After chatting with Luo's father that night, Licheng also has other plans for his life. He still has some spare money in his hands. He wants to open a bookstore and study while doing business. Then see if he can take another exam. adult university.

"Then what should I do now?" Fu Qiao leaned back in the posture of sitting on the bench, using the sofa as a backrest. "The case of Luo's father and Luo's mother is still being investigated, and I don't know how long it will take to wait for the burial. I can't be idle all the time and not flirt with him, right?"

So what's the difference between seeing and eating?
[You can...be invisible? ] In 1973, he formed a new term.

[Don't rush to post like that campus heroine, you are like that cold goddess female third, keeping a distance from friends and making a little ambiguous behavior.Understand? ]
"I don't understand," what's the difference between those who want to flirt but don't flirt well, those who want to refuse but still welcome, and those other kinds of gestures?
[Then you listen to my instructions, you go to the kitchen for me now, and ask him if he can borrow his bathroom to take a shower. ]
"I understand," Fu Qiao moved slowly to the kitchen, and whispered softly on the door. Seeing Li Cheng looking at her, she said coyly, "I can borrow your bathroom to take a shower. bath?"

After finishing speaking, she was afraid that Li Cheng would think too much, "Today I was..."

"Okay, wait for me."

Before Fu Che could finish speaking, Li Cheng had already quickly dried the bowl and put it in the cupboard, and hurriedly fetched things for her,

He had already prepared the necessary toiletries last time, but last time he thought Fu Che would bring clothes when he came again, and he didn't prepare pajamas for Fu Che, now...

"Do you have any old clothes? Can I wear them?" Fu Qiao hugged a ball of toiletries prepared by Li Cheng, and sat on the bed covered with the pink floral sheets that Li Cheng specially picked out for her, his eyes were red Red looked at him.

Why does it look like a little rabbit? It's still a little rabbit whose fur has been ruffled.

Li Cheng looked away without any trace, touched the tip of his nose guiltily, and said vaguely: "I'll get it for you."

After Li Cheng left, Fu Che snorted softly, "That's it? That's it? Do I want to intentionally make my lower body disappear later?"

With this routine, she felt that she couldn't beat herself.

But 1973 hesitated and gave her a warm reminder, "Your legs are thin and straight. I'm afraid the author can't help but write more. If you can't control it... you'd better say goodbye." ]
There are tens of thousands of roads to drive, so there is no need for us to drive on this broken road.

Fu·Hope Disappointed·苼: I can fuck you.

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