After losing her memory, she became popular as a stand-in

Chapter 138 The most romantic thing I can think of
As soon as Fu Yaoxing got into Mr. Shen's car, he was like a hungry wolf.

Wrapping thin white arms around his neck, he rubbed his head against the hollow of his neck vigorously.

"Uncle, do you miss me?"

Shen Xunwei frowned, and skillfully pushed the Wenxiang nephrite back with his palm, insisting on keeping a relatively safe distance from her.

"Tsk." Fu Yaoxing snorted in disappointment, and sighed with pouted lips: "Uncle, when will you be serious? Am I not sweet enough? Or am I not beautiful enough?"

With a variety of amorous feelings, he lifted his sideburns to his ears, revealing his fair and delicate right ear.

And a small cinnabar mole on the ear bone.

The legs were crossed, and the hem of the skirt was raised a little under the influence of the movement, revealing the tight and dazzling white legs.

Shen Xunwei sat upright, without squinting.

Two seconds later, he raised his hand and loosened his tie.

The reddish neck reveals a trace of dryness.

Fu Yaoxing asked with a smile: "I'm well-known online now, maybe there will be paparazzi around here, aren't you afraid to go to gossip magazines with me?"

"They dare not write indiscriminately."

Shen Xunwei seeks truth from facts.

With his status and status, there are dedicated people to follow up on such matters, and even if they are accidentally posted on the Internet, they will be suppressed.

"It turns out that's the case, then I'm relieved."

What I thought in my heart was, that's really a pity.

"You came to see me today, you didn't just want to take me to dinner, did you?"

The heat on the neck subsided, and Shen Xunwei returned to his restrained side.

"Yes."

"Is it something important?"

"Let's talk later."

Fu Yaoxing didn't care, she wasn't in a hurry anyway, she just told her: "Don't go too far, I have to go back and continue filming later."

The driver glanced at the rearview mirror, seeking Shen Xunwei's opinion.

"As she said."

There is a student street near Minghua Middle School. The whole street is aimed at students, naturally creating a cheap and lively consumption environment.

Today is Sunday again, many students came out in groups to blow up the streets, and the noise could be heard through the car windows.

The driver struggled and said, "Boss, there is no suitable dining place nearby."

Shen Xunwei glanced at the street outside the car window, and found Fu Yaoxing's uncontrollable smile every time after teasing him, so there was nothing he didn't understand.

Last time it was Malatang, what will it be this time?
"How about it, do you dare to go down to bomb the street with me?"

The driver in front couldn't help but slander: Miss Fu, you are so provocative, Boos, can he say he dare not?

Obviously, no.

Probably because he has been taught by Malatang and square dance aunts, shopping together is not enough to make Mr. Shen change color.

Fu Yaoxing watched Shen Xunwei push the car door and get out of the car, and couldn't help but praise: "You can teach a child."

So she said, the training game is much more fun than the stand-in game.

Fu Yaoxing also got out of the car.

Standing at the intersection, at a glance, the entire student street is clean, with a variety of stores on both sides, and there are youthful faces coming and going.

Boys and girls in the new era are more avant-garde. There are all kinds of costumes on the street, there are all kinds of cosplay, some wear Hanfu, JK, Lolita, and some sing at the entrance of the street with a speaker microphone...

Coming here, there is a sense of relief from the impetuous society, as if suddenly full of vitality.

Fu Yaoxing took Shen Xunwei's arm, and touched his shoulder and elbow, "How is it, is it a new experience?"

With a sideways out-of-tune ditty in his mouth: "The most romantic thing I can think of with you is to be happy with you."

(End of this chapter)