fiery fall

Shen Anyan looked at the doctor. The doctor's pupils trembled and his hair stood up in fright at the coldness in her eyes.

But after blinking his eyes, the woman in front of him became gentle and charming again.

"If you don't do anything, I'll give it back to you, thank you." Shen Anyan smiled lightly.

"You're welcome." The doctor took it, thinking that he might have been dazzled by staring at the computer for too long.

"Let's go first." Shen Anyan turned and left the ward.

At this moment, a paranoid sneer appeared on her lips.

What was she going to do? She was going to use her good uncle to trick this bitch Shen Ennan into coming here. Fu Qianbei didn't mean that she was less than one ten thousandth of Shen Ennan, and Shen Ennan's photo was used as the lock screen wallpaper.

Okay, then she will change faces with Shen Ennan.

When the time comes, who will Fu Qianbei love?

She can't wait to know the answer! -

For the crew of "Flirting the Red", Zhou Cheng did a good job in the preparatory work. Coupled with the strong financial support from the investor Mr. Fu, the filming of the movie went smoothly.

Shen Ennan is also having a good time on the set.

The night before Fu Qianbei was to go on a business trip, Shen Ennan and Zhou Cheng took leave, and under Huang Huan's step-by-step guidance, they prepared a sumptuous dinner.

At seven o'clock in the evening, the Rolls-Royce parked in the yard of Shaohua Mansion.

Fu Qianbei came out of the car and looked at the dark room, feeling a little disappointed.

He was going abroad for half a month, and he originally wanted to have a good meal with Shen Ennan before leaving. Unexpectedly, screenwriter Shen, who loves his work, said directly, "I have been very busy with work these two days and can't spare any time."

Fu Qianbei walked into the mansion and noticed something was wrong when he opened the door.

Not only was the heating on at home, but there was also the aroma of delicious food. Looking from the entrance, the living room was filled with candlelight.

Fu Qianbei looked down and saw the shoes at the entrance, and the smile on his thin lips could no longer be restrained.

Someone changed into slippers and deliberately made a lot of noise while walking.

As soon as they reached the restaurant, a figure jumped out from the corner, "surprise!"

A happy little face appeared in front of him, with two little hands still shaking. Fu Qianbei let out a "wow", pretending to be surprised, wrapped his long arms around Shen Ennan's waist, and said happily: "When did you come back?!"

Seeing that her surprise was successfully created, Shen Ennan smiled happily, wrapped her arms around his neck, stepped on his lips and kissed him twice, "I knew Mr. Fu would be on a business trip for a long time, so I asked the director for leave. I’ll come back and have a meal with you.”

Fu Qianbei raised his eyebrows, "Just a meal?"

Shen Ennan nodded "Yes", avoiding someone's handsome face who was pressing down to kiss her, and took his hand to the dining table, "Look, a Chinese-style candlelight dinner that nourishes the stomach, I specially prepared it for you."

Fu Qianbei looked at the food on the table and felt extremely peaceful.

He pulled out the chair and said with a gentle smile: "Thank you for your hard work, Mrs. Fu. Please sit down."

Shen Ennan sat down, and Fu Qianbei helped her push the chair in, walked to the other side of the dining table, moved the chair and sat down.

On the dining table, the candlelight was soft, and the weak light shone on Fu Qianbei's face. The clear distinction between light and dark made the lines of his face more obvious. He was noble and cold, like an immortal.

Shen Ennan couldn't help but her heart beat faster. Her aesthetics had indeed remained as single-minded as ever for ten years.

Fu Qianbei opposite was staring at her with the same heartbeat.

Shen Ennan smiled and said: "Mr. Fu, can you feel full just by looking at me? It's time to eat."

Fu Qianbei's voice was low, "I have something I want to eat more than rice." Shen Ennan picked up the chopsticks and gave him a piece of beef, "Then let's eat. The director asked me to go back early. At the latest..."

Shen Ennan opened his phone and glanced at the time, and said nonsensically: "Nine o'clock, I need to return to the set at nine o'clock, so let's eat alone."

Fu Qianbei glanced at the wall clock in the living room. It was already past seven o'clock.

He smiled with thin lips, leaned over and opened his mouth to bite the beef slices, "It's delicious."

"Today's dishes were cooked by Aunt Huang and I cooked them myself."

"My wife's cooking skills are getting better and better."

"That's right!" Shen Ennan said proudly.

The Chinese candlelight dinner was nourishing and warm. The two of them chatted while eating, and time slipped away quietly in the process.

After eating, Fu Qianbei turned on the light, and the light suddenly came on.

The two of them cleared the table together.

Fu Qianbei washed a plate of strawberries and put it on the coffee table in the living room. He walked up to Shen Ennan and looked at his watch, "It's still early. You eat some strawberries. I'll go upstairs and take a shower. After I take a shower, I'll take you back to the set." "

Shen Ennan picked up a strawberry and took a bite, looking at his serious look, "You don't want to keep me?"

Fu Qianbei said reluctantly: "I think about it, but there is no other way. Work is still important."

After saying that, the man walked towards the second floor.

Shen Ennan took a bite of the strawberry. Did Mr. Fu really believe that she would return to the set tonight?

Hearing the sound of the bedroom door closing, Shen Ennan smiled, leaned on the sofa and continued to show off her strawberries, thinking that Fu Qianbei would come down later. She said she could stay tonight, and Fu Qianbei would be very happy!

More than ten minutes later, Shen Ennan heard the sound of someone coming downstairs.

She turned around and saw Fu Qianbei walking down the stairs. The man had taken a shower and felt refreshed and full of male hormones. The key was that he only wore a translucent white shirt on his upper body. The area was faintly visible through the tulle, and he had not buttoned any buttons above his chest.

Coupled with that noble and cold face...

Shen Ennan swallowed his saliva, thinking that even if Fu Qianbei was no longer a business tycoon and entered the entertainment industry to become a star, the appearance of his male companion Su Daji would make many rich women swoon over him.

Fu Qianbei walked up to Shen Ennan, looking at someone's nymphomaniac expression, a smile flashed across his black eyes.

He took the strawberry plate from Shen Ennan's hand and said, "It's not much time. I'll take you back to the set."

That's what he said, but his action was not to pull Shen Ennan up from the sofa, but to lean down and press Shen Ennan on the sofa. There was only a slight distance between their noses, and their breathing was ambiguous. .

Shen Ennan's heartbeat quickened and her cheeks turned crimson, "You, you smell so good."

Fu Qianbei's thin lips curled up, "Ning Sang worked in Paris before and brought me a bottle of men's perfume. Do you like the smell?"

Shen Ennan swallowed his saliva again. It had to be said that this breath, with a hint of cold mint and ambiguity, seemed to be tailor-made for Fu Qianbei.

"Why haven't I smelled your spray before?"

Fu Qianbei narrowed his eyes, and his slender fingers gently crossed her delicate cheek. Shen Ennan's body suddenly tensed up, as if a feather gently crossed the tip of her heart, causing ripples.

"Don't we have to not see each other for half a month, so I can leave a good impression on you before leaving?" After saying that, Fu Qianbei stood up, took Shen Ennan's hand, and tried to pull her up, "Okay, it's almost time. , I’ll take you back to the set.”

Shen Ennan's eyes flashed, "Well, actually I don't have to leave."

Fu Qianbei said considerately: "Half a month has passed quickly. I will take you back to the set. It doesn't matter. We have a long time to come."