fiery fall

The dessert after the meal is the "Hundred Years of Love", which is lotus seed, lily and red bean paste.

Shen Ennan had a sweet tooth and ate a lot. Fu Qianbei looked at her happy expression and the traces of red bean paste hanging on her lips. His Adam's apple rolled inadvertently and he also ate less than half of the bowl.

After the meal, the two took a walk along the river.

The weather was really nice today. In late autumn in Beicheng, it is rare to have such warm weather and gentle breeze.

It's a blessing from God.

Fu Qianbei conveniently picked off a red maple leaf that fell on Shen Ennan's head. The latter looked up and saw a hand with clear joints holding a maple leaf. The sunlight was shining through the treetops, like a rare thing. of artwork.

Fu Qianbei looked at her and said with a smile, "Do you have any plans for the afternoon?"

Shen Ennan's heart beat uncontrollably, and he looked away hastily, but shook his head truthfully.

She said: "The meal I promised you has been paid back, so now we-"

Her tone couldn't help but pause. She wanted to say "Everyone goes home", but in her heart she couldn't bear to part with the rare good weather in late autumn, and she couldn't bear to let go of the person in front of her who she shouldn't mess with.

A look of embarrassment flashed across Shen Ennan's eyes. She seemed to be becoming the kind of person he hated most step by step.

"Listen to my arrangement."

Fu Qianbei's cold and deep voice rang in her ears. When she came to her senses, her little hand was held tightly by Fu Qianbei.

Fu Qianbei led her towards the parking lot.

Shen Ennan subconsciously pulled away, and the latter also tightened his grip at that moment.

"Fu..."

Shen Ennan's struggling eyes fell on the hands held by the two of them. Seeing that she was not cooperating, Fu Qianbei arrogantly turned the holding hands into interlocking fingers.

Shen Ennan's breathing tightened, her heartbeat was racing and going off the rails, and her eyes couldn't help but fall on the interlocked hands of the two.

The string of dark beads on the man's white jade-like bone wrist stung her eyes. The beads were obviously the embodiment of ruthlessness and Zen, but at this moment...

"Fu Qianbei, do you know what you are doing?"

Shen Ennan raised his somewhat embarrassed gaze and looked at the cold and reserved man in front of him. Did he understand that what he was doing now was deviant, violated morality, and was shameful?

Fu Qianbei looked at her coldly, paused for a moment, and whispered: "I know."

He knew what he was doing, he should have hated her and crushed her to ashes, but he still held her hand.

Back in the car, their palms were soaked with sweat.

Shen Ennan took the wet tissue handed over by Fu Qianbei and wiped his hands. For the first time, he felt that there was no romance between the fingers, and he was still frightened.

Fu Qianbei reminded her: "Fasten your seat belt."

Hearing this, Shen Ennan leaned over, pulled out his seat belt and fastened it, and asked with some confusion: "Where are you going now?"

The man glanced at her lightly, then looked ahead and started the car: "You'll know when we get there."

Shen Ennan pursed her lips, not missing the slightly raised thin lips when he spoke.

People with thin lips are said to be unkind, but what about Fu Qianbei?
Shen Ennan thought again of Fu Qianbei's kiss full of adult lust before he went on a business trip.

Such thin lips are actually very good at igniting fire...

"Is there something dirty on my face?"

Fu Qianbei's sudden low voice interrupted Shen Ennan's distraction. The latter turned her head in panic and looked out the window. Through the dark gray car window, she could feel her own heated cheeks.

Shen Ennan felt so guilty that her voice trembled, "There's nothing dirty, I was just thinking about something."

Fu Qianbei followed her words and asked, "What are you thinking about?"

His voice was neither soft nor heavy, casual and lazy, making people subconsciously continue to answer what he said.

When Shen Ennan came to his senses and stopped talking, he had already finished half of his words: "I want to kiss..."

There was a "bang" in my head, like a missile exploding.

Then, Shen Ennan felt a brake, his body leaned forward due to inertia, and was strangled by the seat belt.

Fu Qianbei looked at her through the rearview mirror, and said in a cold tone with a hint of surprise, "Now?"

Shen Ennan felt like he was sitting next to a fire, his face was so hot, and his toes were scratching the ground in embarrassment.Her mind was spinning rapidly, looking for a remedial line: "You heard wrong, I was talking about...a tattoo shop on the street!"

"Oh...it's a tattoo shop on the street." Fu Qianbei's voice was still lazy and calm, and he seemed to ask casually: "How do you know I heard it wrong? What did you think I heard?"

His face became hot again. Shen Ennan closed her mouth and responded to his words, pretending to be sleepy and sleeping with her eyes closed.

She has suffered several losses from Fu Qianbei's mouth!
Over at the driver's seat, Fu Qianbei saw her sleeping with her eyes closed, a soft smile appearing in her black eyes.

His hearing was very good, and Shen Ennan stared at his lips, talking about wanting to kiss, or something about a tattoo shop.

I didn’t even pass the tattoo shop just now.

After half an hour.

The car stopped, and Shen Ennan pretended to just wake up.

Fu Qianbei did not expose her lie, so he loosened his seat belt and got out of the car.

The elevator door opens.

Fu Qianbei reminded: "We're here, let's go."

Shen Ennan walked out of the elevator half a step behind him. His vision in the parking lot was dim and he couldn't see anything.

But at this moment, looking at the luxurious and grand decoration style in front of him, Shen Ennan knew where this was.

The largest opera house in North City has a membership system. If you are not invited by the owner behind the theater, you cannot come in even if you have money.

A flash of darkness flashed across Shen Ennan's eyes, and he looked at the man beside him: "What are you doing here?"

Fu Qianbei led her forward, "Don't you want to see the stage performance of "Dream of Red Mansions"?"

The "Dream of Red Mansions" stage play is a classic literary work put on the theater stage. With its poignant and real live appeal, it is very popular among young people. Nowadays, it is hard to get a ticket.

Shen Ennan's eyes lit up. Zhang Lan was very fond of red literature. Invoices were released online a month ago. She wanted to grab two to take Zhang Lan to see, but the tickets were sold out before she entered the ticket grabbing interface.

Fu Qianbei saw the bright color in her eyes and knew that she liked it very much. He chuckled and said, "Let's go, it's about to start."

As the two walked into the theater, the lights suddenly dimmed and the swirling music sounded, making people instantly immersed in the world of the Red Mansion.

"False or not, white jade is the gold of the palace..."

Fu Qianbei put his hand in front of Shen Ennan and whispered: "Be careful of the steps."

Shen Ennan was stunned for a moment, and after holding hands along the riverside, she silently placed her hand in his gentle palm.

The next second, he was firmly held.

Fu Qianbei reminded softly: "Follow me."

"Yes." Shen Ennan responded softly.

Being led by Fu Qianbei is better than accidentally falling.

Shen Ennan was led by Fu Qianbei to sit down where he had the best view.

The center of the stage was illuminated by a spotlight, and the characters in Dream of Red Mansions walked onto the stage one by one, and were brought to life under the interpretation of the dancers' bodies.

Shen Ennan adjusted to the light and volume for a while, and suddenly heard a muffled female voice of surprise.

"Shen Ennan?"

With her dim vision, Shen Ennan turned around and saw clearly that the audience sitting on the other side of her was Zhou Ningsang.

After being surprised for a moment, Shen Ennan lowered his voice to say hello and said with a slight smile: "Miss Zhou, what a coincidence."

In the dimness, with the vague emotions in Zhou Ningsang's eyes, he could only hear her deep voice, saying: "Is Brother Qianbei next to you?"

Shen Ennan's face felt hot and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

The embarrassment of being caught out of line and exposed to the scorching sun came over her, making her instantly restless.

No response is the default.

Zhou Ningsang was surprised again and said: "So you are the wife of my brother from northern Guizhou?!" (End of Chapter)