Chapter 11 The Poor Little Girl on Campus Is My God of Wealth 11
The warm liquid on my head flowed down the corners of my eyes.
Fu Chao's vision was blurry and he couldn't see who was coming. He could only hear her voice.
"Fu Chao, are you still asking me to get out?"
When Fu Chao opened his eyes again, it was already bright.
The bed beneath me was soft and comfortable.
Someone must have washed his body, so it doesn't feel sticky.
The clothes are also brand new.
Lingyao pushed the door open, threw the breakfast in her hand on the table, and spoke in a lukewarm tone.
"Go wash up and eat it while it's hot."
After seeing Lingyao, Fu Chao finally believed that he was not hallucinating last night and that it was she who saved him.
Fu Chao got up from the bed.
The injury on his leg nearly caused him to fall.
After stumbling in front of Lingyao, he tried his best to steady himself.
After going to the bathroom and washing up, I sat down at the dining table.
Fu Chao didn't find a towel in the bathroom, so he just washed his face with his hands.
When he came out, there were still drops of water on his face, flowing down his cold white chin.
Lingyao glanced at him with a pitiful look and sat down at the dining table.
"You saved me last night?"
Lingyao usually doesn't answer this kind of nonsense.
Fu Chao didn't ask the second time, but just asked another question while pinching his fingers.
"My clothes were...did you change them for me?"
This time Lingyao looked up at the place where Fu Chao pointed.
There was a small wet spot on his chest.
It was wet and stuck to his lean body, and his handsome collarbone was faintly visible under the semi-transparent white cloth.
Lingyao hummed calmly, not noticing that Fu Chao's ears had turned pink.
Lingyao saw a car when she went out today, but unfortunately she had no money.
While eating breakfast, an idea suddenly came to my mind.
Lingyao's eyes gradually became warm as she looked at the milk in Fu Chao's hand.
Fu Chao noticed her gaze and handed the milk straw to her.
"Do you want a drink?"
Lingyao took it without hesitation, taking one bite after another.
Lingyao: "Fuguier, send me money!"
System: “…” Pretending to be dead, do not disturb!
Fu Chao saw that Lingyao's face looked very cold after drinking the milk, and couldn't help but ask.
"what happened?"
Lingyao looked up at him, thought of something, and pushed the milk in front of him.
"Take a sip."
Fu Chao choked on the breakfast in his mouth. He patted his chest and his face turned a little red because of the choking.
"What?" he asked in disbelief.
"Drink a sip."
Lingyao's tone was very cold, just like usual, and there was obviously no ambiguity in her tone.
Fu Chao's racing heart calmed down: "You drank it."
"Do you dislike me?" Lingyao looked up at him with a fierce look in her eyes.
Fu Chao's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he picked up the milk on the table and took a sip.
My face started to feel hot for no apparent reason.
Lingyao's action the next second made his face turn red.
The violent heartbeat that had just subsided came back again, burning like a raging fire.
Lingyao quickly took the bottle of milk he placed on the table and drank it all.
Lingyao is not a pervert, she is just a money-grubber.
really.
"Hidden mission progress 10%, reward 5000 million, 60 days of life."
Really.
If she didn't want to maintain her image as a cool and otherworldly psychic.
I want to hold Fu Chao’s face and kiss him twice again.
Her little God of Wealth.
Fu Chao clearly felt that Lingyao's gaze towards him was much gentler and more intense.
His body temperature also started to rise, and he hurriedly grabbed the water on the table and drank half of the bottle in one gulp.
After dinner, Lingyao asked Fu Chao to finish applying the medicine.
Fu Chao was about to drag his sick body to school. Lingyao did not stop him and asked the driver to take him there.