fiery fall

This is a red suspender dress with sequins. When worn on Shen Ennan, it completely outlines her beautiful figure. The red fabric contrasts sharply with her fair skin.

Seeing the surprised look in Fu Qianbei's eyes, Shen Ennan felt a little relieved and smiled brightly, "Candlelight dinner, of course, it has to be matched with a dress. Are you satisfied?"

The surprise in Fu Qianbei's eyes melted into a deep smile, and he hugged her waist, "Is this compensation?"

Shen Ennan's long fair arms hung on his shoulders, her delicate fingers naturally drooped, and she said with a smile: "Well, as compensation for you, you carefully prepared a candlelight dinner that night, but I stayed in the hospital to accompany my mother. Today is the compensation. , do you still like it?”

Fu Qianbei raised his eyebrows, "Kiss me and I'll tell you."

Shen Ennan lowered her eyes and stared at his crimson thin lips, gently moved forward and bit them gently.

But after a while, the initiative was not on her side.

She had just put on the lip gloss, and most of it rubbed on each other's lips, and a small part was eaten by each other.

"I haven't even eaten the candlelight dinner yet, and my makeup is already gone."

Fu Qianbei kissed her passionately, "That's great. You will always be the best and irreplaceable here with me."

Shen Ennan's heart felt hot, and her equally emotional eyes looked at his silhouette that flickered under the candlelight.

When he said forever, did he also include the seven years they had been apart?
Zhou Ningsang has always said that apart from her, he has never seen any woman staying by Fu Qianbei's side in these years.

Shen Ennan couldn't help but tighten her grip on his shoulders. She really hoped that she could stay like this for the rest of her life and never be separated from Fu Qianbei.

Fu Qianbei held her waist and pushed her outward. Under the latter's surprised and slightly aggrieved gaze, he had no choice but to kiss her lips again, "You don't want to have candlelight dinner?"

Shen Ennan was stunned for a moment, and her stomach growled at an inappropriate time, adding another color to her blushing and shy cheeks.

Fu Qianbei smiled softly, hooked her waist with a firm grasp, spun her twice and sent her to the bench.

"Where are you going?" Shen Ennan asked softly. Fu Qianbei did not sit across from her, but walked towards the entrance.

But soon, Fu Qianbei came over with a pair of white slippers and knelt on one knee beside her, "The floor is cold."

Shen Ennan honestly asked him to put it on, but said, "It doesn't match well."

"It's very beautiful." Fu Qianbei raised Qingjun's face and smiled at her, and then said, "I won't work overtime this weekend. I will accompany you to the mall to buy matching clothes."

"Okay." Shen Ennan nodded obediently.

She looked at Fu Qianbei's back as he went to the kitchen to wash his hands, and it suddenly seemed like he was back seven years ago.

There was no misunderstanding, he was still the same Fu Qianbei who was always obedient to her.

The candlelight dinner was warm and peaceful. In order to avoid being disturbed, both of them set their mobile phones to do not disturb mode in advance.

The moonlight, as bright as the Milky Way, shone into the restaurant. They looked out the window and noticed that it was a full moon tonight.

It seemed like it was destined to be a night of reunion.

"I want to dance."

Fu Qianbei looked at her tenderly with his dark eyes, wiped the corners of his mouth with a napkin, stood up gracefully and walked to the princess, saluting like a gentleman, "My dear princess, can I invite you to dance?"

Shen Ennan's eyes lit up, and she put her white little hand into his, "Waltz of Love, do you remember it?"

Fu Qianbei played the music and led Shen Ennan to an empty and moonlit area of ​​the restaurant.

Two gray and black shadows danced in the moonlight.

"Stand on your tiptoes, lift up your skirt, and let my hands gently rest on your shoulders..."

Fu Qianbei looked gently into Shen Ennan's eyes, "Dancing at the high school graduation party."

At that time, countless girls wanted to be the dance partner of the school idol Fu Qianbei, but in the end, it was a 13-year-old girl who danced with Fu Qianbei on the stage.She was Fu Qianbei's favorite little princess, and later became Fu Qianbei's favorite wife.

The moonlight was pouring down, and Shen Ennan was sweating a little on his back.

She smiled and said, "It's getting late. Do you want to take a shower?"

Fu Qianbei tightened her waist. The pas de deux was actually a very ambiguous and passionate activity. In fact, he had almost reached the limit of his patience. "I can't get it."

The steps up the stairs were messy and hurried.

On the dim dining table, most of the candles on the candlesticks were burned, and the night wind that slipped in from the window stirred the candle wicks and swayed from side to side.

In the bedroom on the second floor, the two people's fiery hearts were also lingering and shaking...

Shen Ennan didn't wake up until nine o'clock.

Seeing the time on the bedside table, she scratched her hair awkwardly, thinking that she had gone too far last night.

Some things cannot be suppressed. Her body cannot bear them if they are suppressed for a long time.

The bedroom door was pushed open from the outside. Shen Ennan was stunned when he saw Fu Qianbei in casual clothes walking in with a glass of milk, "You haven't gone to the company yet?"

Fu Qianbei smiled: "Are you awake?"

Shen Ennan stood up and sat up on the edge of the bed, his face slightly red, "I just woke up."

"Drink some milk to moisten your throat."

Shen Ennan took the cup and drank it in one gulp silently.

Fu Qianbei took a set of casual clothes for Shen Ennan and placed them beside the bed. "I won't go to the company in the morning. I have already asked for leave for you."

"Oh, Mr. Fu is still considerate."

Fu Qianbei pretended not to hear her "weirdness" and pinched her nose, "I'll prepare breakfast, wash up and eat. Do you want to go on a date in the morning?"

Shen Ennan originally thought that Fu Qianbei wanted her to recuperate at home and go on a date, which meant that he didn't have to go to the company in the morning?
Her eyes lit up instantly, and she asked expectantly: "Where to go?"

Fu Qianbei chuckled: "We don't have much time. Let's go to the mall to buy shoes with you."

"Okay!" Shen Ennan smiled brightly. As long as she was with him, she would do anything.

After breakfast, the two quietly drove a BMW that had never been driven in Fu Qianbei's garage to the shopping mall.

Fu Qianbei wore a baseball cap and a mask, and Shen Ennan wore a pair of sunglasses, interlocking their fingers in the shopping mall.

Shen Ennan thought of Fang Qian, raised her face and asked, "Have you found Fang Qian in the past two days? Are there any clues about the suspect?"

Fu Qianbei glanced at her and said softly: "Found it, Fang Qian was disfigured."

"Disfigurement?!"

"Not only that, she also has mental problems, and her parents don't allow us to have more contact with Fang Qian." Fu Qianbei thought of Fang Qian's face that was horrifyingly cut by a sharp blade, and subconsciously held Shen Ennan's hand tightly.

Shen Ennan frowned in pain, and the latter relaxed a little and said softly: "Si Hao has connections in the mental hospital and has sent Fang Qian for treatment. The treatment period is one month. If there is improvement, Fang Qian can be treated next month." Give us some clues.”

Shen Ennan nodded slightly and pulled Fu Qianbei into a women's shoe store.

Not far away, a pink ice cream ball hit the marble floor.

Gu Jiao stared at the couple in the luxury women's clothing and shoe store opposite with hatred, "Damn mistress!"

Standing next to her was a tall and slender woman, wearing the same baseball cap and mask as Fu Qianbei. (End of chapter)