The Young Master Relies on His Beauty to Dominate the Entire System - Chap 8
“Buzz-buzz-buzz-buzz-”
Fu Tingchuan impatiently turned off his phone, and the other party called him again without thinking. The screen was bright and vibrating.
Being interrupted twice in a row ruined all the fun.
Fu Tingchuan pressed the call button and said in a strong voice: “Qin Zheng, is the King of Hell chasing you?”
”Why are you so anxious!”
The person on the other end of the phone had a lazy voice: “What? It was an unfortunate call. Did it ruin your good fortune?”
Fu Tingchuan snorted coldly.
The person on the other end of the phone burst out laughing, “No, brother, why are you so anxious?”
”No more fuss, just to remind you, don’t forget to attend the party tonight.”
”What tonight?”
Fu Tingchuan stepped back, reached out and took Jiang Luoluo into his arms, rubbing his soft little hands and playing with them: “Isn’t it Tuesday?”
“It’s really easy for people to get confused in Wenrou Township.”
A voice on the other end of the phone sighed: “Mr. Fu, today is Tuesday.”
After hanging up the phone, Fu Tingchuan looked at the time on the calendar and frowned.
His memory lingered until Sunday night.
After drinking some wine during the social gathering, he came back and slept with his little lover in his arms.
And then it’s now, Tuesday.
What about his memories of Monday?
Fu Tingchuan pinched his eyebrows and looked at Jiang Luoluo: “What did I do yesterday?”
Jiang Luoluo stood up and sat with him, looking particularly serious: “Yesterday morning you played with me at home for a while, and then went to the company in the afternoon. Don’t you remember?”
After speaking, those round eyes blinked and looked at him questioningly.
Fu Tingchuan avoided his gaze and said, “Yeah,” “I remembered.”
Jiang Luoluo: Hehe, you’re a bitch who doesn’t even draft a lie!
With a cloud of doubt lingering in his heart, Fu Tingchuan lifted up the quilt and stood up:
”There is a party tonight. You and I can go to it.”
Jiang Luoluo got up from the bed obediently, followed Fu Tingchuan to the dressing room in slippers, and helped him button his shirt.
Fu Tingchuan lowered his eyes, looking from his soft hair and fluttering eyelashes to his red and soft lips.
The nail-sized mark on his collarbone has faded, and half-dried rose petals are scattered on the skin at his collar.
When you bend your waist slightly, you can still vaguely see the deeper and delicate snow color.
When the last button was buttoned, Fu Tingchuan stretched out his hand to hold the other person’s chin, lowered his head and kissed those lips that looked too soft.
His voice was a little low and hoarse: “You’re so good.”
”Reward you well tonight.”
[Favorability +5], the system silently prompts.
Seeing Fu Tingchuan go downstairs with a sweet smile, Jiang Luoluo closed the door with a bang and couldn’t help but complain: “Is he a teddy spirit?”
”Is your quick travel system serious? Isn’t it the legendary color system? Why do I think this villain is so unreliable?”
”Other than this, he seems to have nothing else on his mind.”
The system was silent for a moment: [Harming…men…]
For the first time, Jiang Luoluo heard a sense of helplessness from the unrippled mechanical sound.
If the system has a human form, it must be an image holding a cigarette in its mouth and looking at the sky…
