Chapter 143 It's Your Turn to Help Me

Fu Jun's cell phone rang. He looked at the name and felt warm all over. He picked up the phone.

"At home?" Qin Bingyu asked.

"Ah."

"Go downstairs."

"Ok?"

Qin Bingyu hung up the phone.

When Qin Bingyu drove to the downstairs of Fu Jun's house, Fu Jun was already waiting there.

Qin Bingyu raised the corners of her lips slightly, and the car slowly stopped in front of Fu Jun.

Fu Jun leaned over and looked into the car, "What's going on?"

Qin Bingyu raised her eyebrows: "I helped you that day, today it's your turn to help me."

Fu Jun froze all over, as if he had forgotten to breathe.

Qin Bingyu laughed, "Get in the car."

Seeing Qin Bingyu's joking look, Fu Jun breathed a sigh of relief and got into the passenger seat.

Go straight to the underground parking lot of Qin Bingyu’s large residential complex in the city.

Fu Jun took a deeper breath.

Qin Bingyu kept smiling: "Don't be nervous."

Fu Jun looked at Qin Bingyu with some resentment. If she hadn't seen blood that day, he would have really suspected that she was an old player.

Get out of the car.

Qin Bingyu walked into the stairwell first.

Fu Jun followed behind her and called her in a low voice: "Bingyu."

"You wouldn't be so ungrateful, would you?" Qin Bingyu rolled her eyes at him.

"Are you trying to save me in this way?" Fu Jun asked the question in his mind.

Qin Bingyu sneered: "Why should I save you? I'm not a saint."

As she spoke, Qin Bingyu pressed Fu Jun against the wall, pressed the elevator floor, and looked at him charmingly: "Why can't I just want it?"

Fu Jun straightened his back, there was nowhere to hide.

Her technique was stiff.

But the look in his eyes had already ignited the fire.

Fu Jun's Adam's apple rolled.

Qin Bingyu raised her hand and gently stroked his Adam's apple.

Fu Jun couldn't control himself and held her in his arms, with her slender waist pressed tightly against his abdomen.

His eyes were already dazed before we even kissed, like an impatient young man.

"Do it?" Qin Bingyu asked.

Fu Jun was stunned, as if he couldn't believe it.

Qin Bingyu was making small moves, as if she was threatening Fu Jun by torturing him as long as he didn't answer.

Fu Jun still didn't answer, he just held the back of her head and pressed his lips against hers.

If the elevator hadn't arrived quickly, their clothes would probably have been scattered all over the floor.

From the corridor to the entrance of the room, and then to the bedside.

All along the way, there were equipment dropped randomly by the two of them, and the high heels were lying alone in the corridor, without even a companion.

They didn't close the door and were not worried that anyone would hear them. Since the apartment had one unit per floor, no one would come to this floor.

From dusk to dawn, Qin Bingyu never thought that there would be a day when she would surrender first, but she certainly would not be like Shi Wan, who only knew how to act coquettishly and beg for mercy.

While Fu Jun was stirring up trouble again, Qin Bingyu said coldly: "Enough!"

Fu Jun's misty peach blossom eyes were full of affection, and his irrational eyes revealed his usual trick - pretending to be pitiful and innocent.

It seems like it would be such an injustice to stop it now.

"It's dawn, and I have a meeting in the morning." Qin Bingyu explained in a soft voice.

Fu Jun was actually a gentleman on the surface, but in essence he was the same as Shi Wan, always pushing things further. When he heard Qin Bingyu's tone soften, he pressed on: "One last time, really, okay?"

Despite the question, he didn't wait for an answer before continuing.

"It hurts." Qin Bingyu had no choice but to retreat in order to advance.

Fu Jun obediently stopped and gently rubbed her with his hands, supporting his elbow on her head and looking down at her expression.

Originally, I thought he was really honest, until Qin Bingyu looked at Fu Jun with loving eyes, Qin Bingyu realized that she was being teased by him.

But Qin Bingyu's principle is that if she wants something, she wants it, no matter whether it is his plan or not.

Fu Jun finally fulfilled what he had promised, for the last time.

Qin Bingyu came out of the shower and found her messy bed back to its original state. She wanted to go to work directly, but when she saw the comfortable and clean big bed, she couldn't help wanting to take a nap and sent a message to her secretary, "The meeting will be postponed to the afternoon."

When Fu Jun came out of the shower, Qin Bingyu was already lying on the bed, quietly sleeping.

He lay down behind her softly.

"Hold me." Qin Bingyu's voice sounded lazily.

Fu Jun then put his arms around her waist from behind.

At noon, Qin Bingyu woke up, tilted her head and kissed Fu Jun on the lips.

Fu Jun opened his eyes, looked down at her, and asked, "What are we doing?"

Qin Bingyu closed her eyes slightly and smiled faintly: "What do you think?"

Fu Jun hesitated for a moment and said, "Boyfriend and girlfriend."

His voice was not firm, he knew that he was not worthy of Qin Bingyu.

Qin Bingyu also heard it, "If you want it, fight for it yourself. No one will spoil you."

Fu Jun tightened his embrace, "What do you mean?"

Qin Bingyu sat up, got off the bed, picked up her clothes step by step, and put them on: "If you want to be my underground lover, you can do it now. If you want to stand beside me, you are not qualified now."

Fu Jun froze, staring at Qin Bingyu's back, clutching the quilt tightly, and spoke word by word: "Are you kidding me?"

Qin Bingyu turned her head and smiled charmingly at him: "We are adults now, we just get what we need, aren't you happy too?"

"Bingyu!" Fu Jun roared loudly, his eyes slightly red. This was the woman he had kept in his heart for many years, and now she was humiliating him like this.

Qin Bingyu put on her clothes with a calm look in her eyes: "If you don't know how to do it, I can teach you. If you just want to be an underground lover, then wait for me here obediently. When I want it, I will come to you naturally."

After saying that, Qin Bingyu picked up her bag and walked out with her head held high.

In the corridor was a high-heeled shoe that she had dropped when she went crazy yesterday. She bent down to pick it up and threw it into the trash can.

In the room, Fu Jun sat on the bed in a daze. The tender night seemed like a dream. When the day broke, Qin Bingyu's charm and madness all disappeared.

Who told Qin Bingyu about Country A?

Fu Jun called Shi Wan.

Shi Wan had just finished filming the first battle between immortals and demons. When she picked up her phone, she saw a call from Fu Jun. She walked out of the set and answered the phone: "What's wrong?"

"Were you the one who told Bingyu about me?" Fu Jun asked coldly, with undisguised resentment in his eyes.

Shi Wan was slightly startled, "What did she do to you?"

"Shi Wan!" Fu Jun was rarely angry with Shi Wan. After a moment, Fu Jun calmed down again and said helplessly: "Can't you leave some dignity for your brother?"

His voice was weak and helpless, just like the way he begged Shi Wan to go back in his previous life, like despair.

Shi Wan paused, his body seemed to be frozen: "Brother..."

"Wanwan..." Fu Jun choked up, and stopped talking.

"Brother, we will get better slowly, believe me." Shi Wan softened his voice and comforted him.

Fu Jun sobbed softly, "Wanwan, why did you tell Bingyu? Do you know that brother actually wanted to die a long time ago? If he hadn't threatened mom and your life, I would have refused to obey... Wanwan... why are you still so ignorant?"