What's wrong with the fake daughter? Sister is still the god of gold

Chapter 214 Blessing Them

Before Qin Fuyao could react, he heard a familiar voice.

"what happened?"

"fine."

"Okay, come over here and take off your clothes first."

"Row."

Qin Fuyao took a deep breath and identified the owners of the two voices in his mind.

If nothing unexpected happens, it will probably be Qin Fuguang and Lu Congheng.

If she heard correctly, someone said to "take off your clothes"?

Qin Fuyao was stunned, but he didn't dare to move rashly. His stiff body pressed tightly against the wall.

Anyway, her presence here is a bit out of place.

Either wait until they leave, or confess now and get leniency.

Between the lightning and flint.

Qin Fuyao was about to go downstairs to explain the whole story, but before she could start, she heard an indescribable sound.

"what--"

"It hurts, you want to murder me, right?" Qin Fuguang's voice was trembling and vaguely restrained.

There seems to be a humming sound.

Lu Congheng coaxed him like a child, saying, "I understand. I'll be gentler."

"How are you? Are you feeling better?"

"is acceptable."

"By the way, your parents and your sister are not home?"

"Probably not here, hiss...be gentle, you little bastard."

Qin Fuyao's mind was blank as he wondered what he should do next.

The two brothers are in love, and it would be rude to disturb them. Why don’t you just go upstairs and sleep?

Do whatever you want.

Qin Fuyao turned around and went upstairs on tiptoe, afraid of making any noise.

As she successfully reached the last step to the second floor, a voice came from behind her.

"Fuyao?" Lu Congheng's tone rose slightly.

He stood at the bottom of the stairs, dressed warmly, his posture straight as a pine tree, his eyes deep.

Qin Fuyao closed his eyes tightly and then opened them again.

Then she slowly turned around and forced a smile.

Qin Fuguang, who was sitting on the sofa, listened attentively and asked, "What happened to Fuyao?"

Qin Fuyao waved his hands frantically, raised his index finger to his lips, and made a "hush" gesture.

Because of the dream she just had and the voice she just heard, she still needed time to digest it.

Lu Congheng raised his eyebrows slightly, "Nothing, you heard it wrong."

After saying that, he walked towards the kitchen.

Qin Fuyao also slipped back into the room smoothly and lay down on the spot again.

At this time, the living room.

Qin Fuguang's upper body was exposed, and his wheat-colored skin looked two shades paler under the light.

Thanks to his daily fitness routine, his muscle lines are very nice and his eight-pack abs are clearly visible.

He shouted into the kitchen, "Lu Congheng, don't you care about my life or death at all?"

"Here it comes." Lu Congheng turned off the faucet and shook the water off his hands into the sink.

He walked into the living room and sat down on the sofa, thinking about Qin Fuyao's panicked expression just now.

Because it happened so calmly and suddenly, it felt like a dream.

Qin Fuguang looked at the man who was in a trance, stretched out his right hand, and waved it in front of his eyes. "What are you thinking about?"

Lu Congheng came back to his senses, "Nothing."

"Are you sure?" Qin Fuguang smiled without showing his teeth.

Then, he asked, "You seem to have forgotten something."

"What?" Lu Congheng casually glanced at the naked person, "Why aren't you wearing any clothes? Don't tell me you have an exhibitionist fetish."

Qin Fuguang's speechlessness was evident in his eyes.

He didn't say anything, but slowly turned around. He saw a hideous wound about five centimeters long on his right shoulder, which could be seen to have been cleaned.

"I'm sorry." Lu Congheng realized the problem and said calmly, "I'll bandage you now."

The so-called bandaging is to apply sterile gauze.

After Lu Congheng finished pasting it, he patted it and said, "It's done."

"Hiss! Oh my god!" Qin Fuguang almost cursed, but he held it back.

He picked up the white T-shirt on the sofa and put it on while saying, "Luckily you didn't study medicine, otherwise I would definitely go to the school to complain about you."

"Thank you."

"You can still scratch your shoulder while taking a shower, so stop talking nonsense." Lu Congheng was tidying up the medicine box without even raising his eyes.

"It was just an accident."

"Ah."

"Hey what? Go get some ice from the refrigerator."

"why?"

"Let you be a person with ice from now on."

"..."

Qin Fuguang looked around his living room and said with a little doubt: "I feel like my house is missing something."

"Really?" Lu Congheng responded inconspicuously.

While talking, he took out his cell phone and saw the message from Qin Fuyao.

[Brother Heng, how long are you going to stay?]

Lu Congheng's bony hands began to dance on his phone's keyboard. "I'll be leaving soon. Your brother might be here in two days."

The other party replied immediately, "In two days? You guys don't have classes?"

Lu Congheng: [I want it. Your brother is a senior in college.]

[So fast?] Qin Fuyao shattered lightly.

She lay on the bed, deleting the words she had typed over and over again.

Finally, he said, "Can you guys go to your room first? I have to go to school for evening study at 7 o'clock."

Lu Congheng: [Okay, I'll text you later.]

Qin Fuyao hadn't expected him to agree so readily, and immediately felt extremely grateful. "Brother Congheng, thank you."

[One hundred and eight good people, jpg.]

bless them.

Lu Congheng looked at the emoji that popped up and slowly typed out a line of words, "Thank you for accepting it. Please take the emoji back."

The other person: [I accidentally deleted it.]

Lu Congheng looked at the message and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth that he didn't even notice.

"Yo yo yo." Qin Fuguang's eyes fell directly on his good buddy, and he gossiped, "You're laughing so happily, who are you chatting with?"

Lu Congheng pressed his lips together and said in a low voice, "No one."

"Little guy, it seems that you two have reconciled."

"Don't think too much."

"Heng!" Qin Fuguang raised his hand and patted Lu Congheng's shoulder. "You are still young, unlike me who is old. You should hold on to happiness when it comes."

"Really? Even if the other person is a senior high school student?" Lu Congheng raised his eyes.

"Damn it, can't you wait until she goes to college? True love stands the test of time."

"You have a point."

Qin Fuguang shone with confidence, "Of course, I'm an experienced person."

Lu Congheng raised the corner of his mouth and said in a slightly abrupt tone, "Okay, brother-in-law."

"Uncle, don't try to hit on my sister."

"Is it okay to have an idea about you?"

"Get lost." Qin Fuguang said without hesitation, "I'm straight."

It can't be straighter.

"I'm straight too, and I want to go to your room and take a look." Lu Congheng said as he stood up.

Qin Fuyao remained motionless and started to curse: "Are you sick?"

"What's so good about a man's room?"

"It's okay if you don't want to watch it." Lu Congheng changed the subject, "Will you take me to the airport now?"

Qin Fuguang stood up from the sofa and said, "Let's go see my room."

His room is the second bedroom on the first floor. When you open the door, you can see colorful stickers on the wall, which adds warmth.

There aren't many things in the room, but it has everything it needs, with a pink gaming chair that stands out.