The reborn cute wife is a ghost

Chapter 162 Auction (1)
This should be the first time Chu Xinmeng saw Fu Tianlang. She was a little shy, and timidly hid behind her father, sticking out her head and sweeping at the three of them from time to time.

At that time, Fu Tianlang was standing among several bodyguards, his position was not prominent, but he was also dressed in a black uniform, his whole body was cold and solemn, and he was more dazzling than anyone else.

The eyes were so cold and emotionless, as deep as a bottomless abyss, which made her feel a little respect, but she couldn't help but want to get closer.

"Xinmeng, the three of them will be responsible for protecting you from now on."

In addition to Fu Tianlang, the three people sent by Uncle Jiu also carefully selected two masters in the country.

The first one is Lilith, a jujitsu master with long black straight hair and a thin and slender body.

The second is Feng Haide, the sharpshooter who has been serving as Uncle Ninth's right-hand man.

Chu Xinmeng secretly glanced at Fu Tianlang, blushed and nodded silently.

Lunch break.

Feng Heide, who had just come down from upstairs, saw Fu Tianlang sitting on the sofa, and he handed over a can of beer: "You look very young, where did you come from?"

Fu Tianlang didn't take it: "Xiangzhen."

That's a redneck.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Feng Haide didn't force it. He pulled the ring and sat down on the sofa: "You really don't want to drink?"

Fu Tianlang didn't raise his eyes: "I don't drink."

Pretend.

Feng Heide pursed his lips. In fact, he was not much older than Fu Tianlang, but he was an out-and-out smoker. After drinking a little wine, he took out another cigarette and lit it.

He was puffing away comfortably at the side, and glanced at the young man who had never said a word from time to time: "What do you think of Miss?"

The other party did not raise their eyelids, and their attitude was always indifferent.

"Although there is a saying in China that wealth and wealth are sought in danger, you should know the danger of this task." Feng Heide shrugged: "If you can't die to protect the young lady, I don't think this job is suitable for you." You, it's still too late to get out now."

Feng Heide put away his hippie smile, as if speaking from the bottom of his heart, he said this very seriously.

Fu Tianlang remained calm, and suddenly stood up facing the stairs.

Feng Heide was stupefied, and angrily stubbed out the cigarette butt in his hand. Obviously, this kid didn't take him seriously at all.

The sound of footsteps approaching upstairs, Feng Haide was stunned for a moment, and got up, only to find that Chu Xinmeng was walking down the stairs calmly.

He turned his head to look at Fu Tianlang, and saw that boy standing there like a piece of sculpture, could it be that he had already sensed that the young lady was going to come down just from his senses?

Chu Xinmeng's footsteps were very light, and in the dreamlike scene, the girl was wearing a white dress, with a smile on her face, even if it was just a little finger, it was so perfect that it was impossible to pick.

It's like an angel falling from the sky.

Feng Heide couldn't help but stare dumbfounded.

Li Lisi, who was following Chu Xinmeng, snorted coldly and snorted "man", but then when she found Fu Tianlang who had been silent all this time, she couldn't help frowning slightly.

"Miss Chu is planning to go shopping."

Fu Tianlang went straight to pick up the car, his face expressionless the whole time.

When the car started, Chu Xinmeng glanced at the passing scenery outside the car window, tugged at the corner of her skirt, and thought of how carefully she dressed, but the man never looked at her again, and suddenly felt a little disappointed.

In the next few days, Qiao Wan found out that Fu Tianlang started going out early and returning late. He heard that he had found a new job, but this time he didn't hide it from her, and just said that he was working as a bodyguard for Uncle Jiu.

Qiao's father and Qiao's mother frowned when they heard this, and wanted to persuade him. After all, it was a black force. What if he was assigned to do some illegal activities and implicated them later?
Fu Tianlang didn't answer directly, but only showed his monthly salary. Looking at the huge amount, Qiao's family was speechless.

It was a cool night, Qiao Wan came to Fu Tianlang's door while Qiao Min was asleep.

After what happened last time, she felt embarrassed every time she saw him. Although they were fine, he changed her clothes for her and slept with her in his arms all night...

Qiao Guan hesitated for a while, but still knocked on his door, and after listening to the response from inside, pushed the door open a crack.

"What's the matter?" Fu Tianlang closed the book and turned to face her.

The weather was hot, and he was sitting on the edge of the bed with his upper body naked. His muscles were tight and powerful. Under the dim light, his skin was slightly bronzed. He was wearing long trousers and his legs were slightly bent...

Qiao Wan nodded: "I'll bring you food tomorrow."

He stared at her quietly, and after a long time he said, "No need."

With a chill in her heart, she responded lightly and was about to go out.

"Come." He opened his hand to her.

She walked over, and the man stretched out his long arms and hugged her into his arms.

"I'm fine, don't worry."

Qiao Wan lowered his eyes, and his eyes fell on his thick chest. The wound from the punching last time has almost disappeared, and only some small scars are left.

She stretched out her hand to stroke his wound, very lightly, with a little caution: "Didn't Dad and their medical expenses be settled? Can you not go to that kind of place?"

Although she has no concept of bodyguards, she also knows that the profession is very dangerous, and in many emergencies, she needs to stand in front of her employer.

Fu Tianlang stared at her for a long time, but repeated repeatedly: "Don't worry."

Seeing Qiao Wan lower his face, he looked a little disappointed.

He saw it, and his eyes deepened, and he attached to her ear, and gently read out an address.

She looked up in surprise.

He touched her braids carefully, and stroked the girl's soft black hair with his fingertips: "The address of my work, you can find me here if you have anything to do."

Qiao Wan understood, and struggled to get out of bed, but before he moved, the little hand that was supporting his chest was suddenly grabbed, and suddenly pulled to the sides, she might as well, stuck into a pair of hands without any precautions. warm embrace.

"Hold me for a while." He sighed, so quiet that only his chest rose and fell.

The summer wind blew slowly, and Qiao Wan's face turned red again.

These two months were Qiao Wan's summer vacation, and she didn't have much to do, except to help Qiao's mother look around the shop, and to mess around in the kitchen when she had nothing to do.

(End of this chapter)