Boss, your mother is black again

Chapter 125 Dear Mr. Fu
Suddenly, Shen Moran almost exclaimed.

Fortunately, her psychological quality was strong enough, and she stabilized in an instant.

If she hadn't smelled that familiar scent, she would have suspected that someone was greedy for her beauty and couldn't help playing hooligans to her.

They are even mentally prepared to catch gangsters in the opera house.

She was pulled to a seat at once.

The fragrance of gardenia green tea came from around me, no need to guess, it was Fu Yunshen.

Only this man has this refreshing and sullen smell.

Shen Moran turned to look at him unconsciously, lowered his voice and said, "Mr. Fu, do you have to do such a thing in a public place?"

"Are you not afraid that I will suddenly scream and make all the audience think you are playing hooligans?"

In the dim light, the girl's eyes were still clear and bright.

Fu Yunshen didn't move at all, and replied very calmly: "You won't."

Shen Moran frowned, wondering where this guy got his confidence?
Fu Yunshen crossed his arms and sat on the red chair in the opera house, with a pair of long legs overlapping each other, even the sitting posture was so boring.

He stared ahead for a while, then turned his head to look at the girl beside him, looking at her lazily.

"I thought you were going to stay there forever and not want to come back."

I didn't expect to come back at just the right time, just in time for the opening of the wonderful opera.

"Aren't I worried that leaving you alone at home, alone in an empty room, will make you feel lonely and cold!"

Shen Moran also turned to look at the man beside him, winked at him slyly, and said it as a matter of course.

Her red lips curled up slightly, with an ambiguous smile.

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Fu Yunshen looked at her in silence for three seconds, then decisively withdrew his gaze, pursed the corners of his lips, and stopped talking.

There is simply no way to chat normally with this woman.

But Shen Moran's eyes still fell on Fu Yunshen, looking at him casually.

She found that today's Mr. Fu rarely wears casual clothes, with a clean white short-sleeved top and a pair of black trousers.

The simple to the extreme style, indescribably clean and refreshing, added a lot of youthful atmosphere to him.

He also didn't particularly comb the domineering president's hairstyle. His hair seemed to have just been washed and blow-dried, and it was a little fluffy.

The thin bangs cast a light shadow on his clear face, and the ascetic light curled up, making him look pure and sexy.

The arc of Shen Moran's lips deepened a little.

The end of the eyes slightly raised, hooking meaningful ambiguity.

The man didn't seem to notice anything, he stared intently at the direction of the opera stage, his thin lips were tightly pursed, and his whole body exuded a cold aura that strangers should not get close to.

"Mr. Fu, our dressing styles today are inexplicably similar!"

Shen Moran suddenly said in surprise that Fu Yunshen subconsciously glanced in her direction, and couldn't help but look at himself.

The same white short-sleeved long trousers, returning to the campus dress, are indeed similar in style.

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Shen Moran moved a little closer to Fu Yunshen, her signature smile curled up on the corner of her lips, and a sly and charming light shone in her obsidian-black eyes.

"Mr. Fu, I am the first one to go out today. Could it be that you secretly observed my dressing style and deliberately imitated it?"

Saying that, the girl looked like she knew everything, and elbowed Fu Yunshen, with a smile on her lips,
"Dear Mr. Fu, if you want to wear a couple outfit with me, you can just say so!"

After the sound fell, she even patted Fu Yunshen on the shoulder deliberately, with the look of "I will satisfy you".

Fu Yunshen: "."

(End of this chapter)