Chapter: 744
Moreover, she didn't have so much free time to guess, so she might as well just call and ask.
With this thought in her heart, Fu Xiaoyao didn't hesitate in her actions. She grabbed the phone with one hand and gently removed Lu Hanchuan's hand on her waist with the other. She tiptoed out of bed and walked towards the living room.
Walking into the living room, she breathed a sigh of relief, and then she dialed this number with peace of mind.
However, the phone was connected, but there was no answer.
But Fu Xiaoyao didn't give up. After cutting off the phone, she called again.
This time it was even worse, the other end directly turned off the phone.
Fu Xiaoyao's face was swollen with anger, but there was nothing she could do. In the end, she could only rub her hair, and then typed out the text message just now: Who are you? I don't have the time to play word games with you.
After typing and confirming that it was correct, she clicked send.
After the mobile phone screen showed that the sending was successful, she put away the mobile phone and sat down on the sofa, muttering softly: "This person should know me, right?"
If you don't know each other, how will you know the Fu family?
Now that she knew her, maybe she knew her too.
It's just that she can't guess who it is, let alone whether this person is good or evil, and what is his purpose?
Sitting on the sofa for a while, Fu Xiaoyao didn't wait for a reply to the text message. Fu Xiaoyao knew that the other party might not reply on purpose. Although she felt a little uncomfortable, she didn't think too much about it. She got up and went to the bathroom to wash her face.
In the evening, Aunt Song came over and was cooking in the kitchen.
Fu Xiaoyao was curled up on the sofa watching TV when she suddenly heard movement from the direction of the bedroom. She picked up the remote control and turned down the volume of the TV before looking for the sound.
I saw Lu Hanchuan coming out of it wearing a loose shirt, and he didn't wear it on the outside. I don't know if he took it off on purpose, or if he didn't want to wear it on purpose.
"Are you awake?" Fu Xiaoyao asked.
Lu Hanchuan came over with a light hammer on his forehead, "What time is it?"
His voice was hoarse and ugly.
Fu Xiaoyao glanced at the time, "It's almost seven o'clock, are you okay, is the alcohol still gone?"
Lu Hanchuan sat down and exhaled heavily, "Headache."
"Then it seems that the alcohol is not over yet, just wait." She put down the remote control and ran into the kitchen.
After a while, she came out with a bowl, "Drink it."
"What is this?" Lu Hanchuan frowned as he looked at the brown liquid in the bowl.
Seeing that he didn't answer, Fu Xiaoyao simply put the bowl on the coffee table in front of him, "Hangover soup, drink it now, and the headache will soon be gone." JrNovels.com
With this thought in her heart, Fu Xiaoyao didn't hesitate in her actions. She grabbed the phone with one hand and gently removed Lu Hanchuan's hand on her waist with the other. She tiptoed out of bed and walked towards the living room.
Walking into the living room, she breathed a sigh of relief, and then she dialed this number with peace of mind.
However, the phone was connected, but there was no answer.
But Fu Xiaoyao didn't give up. After cutting off the phone, she called again.
This time it was even worse, the other end directly turned off the phone.
Fu Xiaoyao's face was swollen with anger, but there was nothing she could do. In the end, she could only rub her hair, and then typed out the text message just now: Who are you? I don't have the time to play word games with you.
After typing and confirming that it was correct, she clicked send.
After the mobile phone screen showed that the sending was successful, she put away the mobile phone and sat down on the sofa, muttering softly: "This person should know me, right?"
If you don't know each other, how will you know the Fu family?
Now that she knew her, maybe she knew her too.
It's just that she can't guess who it is, let alone whether this person is good or evil, and what is his purpose?
Sitting on the sofa for a while, Fu Xiaoyao didn't wait for a reply to the text message. Fu Xiaoyao knew that the other party might not reply on purpose. Although she felt a little uncomfortable, she didn't think too much about it. She got up and went to the bathroom to wash her face.
In the evening, Aunt Song came over and was cooking in the kitchen.
Fu Xiaoyao was curled up on the sofa watching TV when she suddenly heard movement from the direction of the bedroom. She picked up the remote control and turned down the volume of the TV before looking for the sound.
I saw Lu Hanchuan coming out of it wearing a loose shirt, and he didn't wear it on the outside. I don't know if he took it off on purpose, or if he didn't want to wear it on purpose.
"Are you awake?" Fu Xiaoyao asked.
Lu Hanchuan came over with a light hammer on his forehead, "What time is it?"
His voice was hoarse and ugly.
Fu Xiaoyao glanced at the time, "It's almost seven o'clock, are you okay, is the alcohol still gone?"
Lu Hanchuan sat down and exhaled heavily, "Headache."
"Then it seems that the alcohol is not over yet, just wait." She put down the remote control and ran into the kitchen.
After a while, she came out with a bowl, "Drink it."
"What is this?" Lu Hanchuan frowned as he looked at the brown liquid in the bowl.
Seeing that he didn't answer, Fu Xiaoyao simply put the bowl on the coffee table in front of him, "Hangover soup, drink it now, and the headache will soon be gone." JrNovels.com
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