The rich president let me go: fall in love with you after drunk

Chapter 80 Don't Be Afraid, Little Thing ([-])
"In a while, can I go..."

Having learned well, Ningxia felt that she had really learned well, and gave up hitting a pebble with a pebble.The beginning of the matter was that I provoked someone who shouldn't be provoked, so what's the point of suffering a little bit?

She asked very tactfully.She thought that a man as high as he was, would never contradict what he said.

It's just that Ningxia still underestimated some people's rationality, and the only answer she had was a kiss.The golden shadows of a few rays of sunlight reflected in the curtains are fine and hazy.

After tidying up, he called her out the door. She thought he was going to send her back to her place, so she was very comfortable even eating, and she didn't shy away from looking at the man opposite her again and again.

She didn't care to see where the man's eyes fell, and she didn't care whether there was a faint smile in the man's eyes or something else...

In fact, Fang Shiyou was looking at Ningxia most of the time while eating.Having eaten with her so many times, it was the first time he saw her eating so happily and unrestrainedly.With his arms propped on the table, his fleshy little hands are holding the smooth porcelain spoon and digging into the porridge. His eyes are focused and gentle, and his apple muscles are full and beautiful.

When he went out, he unconsciously put his hand around her waist, and pulled her tightly towards him.

Waiting for Fang Shiyou to start the car, Ning Xia felt at ease, and the smile on his face became more calm.She leaned on the co-pilot, with a slight smile on her lips.

On the morning of the rest day, the traffic flow was much sparser than usual, and the car drove very fast, but it was not heading for the residence in Ningxia.The wind in autumn is very refreshing, and the air in the suburbs of Beijing is stronger than that in the city.It took so long for the car to drive out that Ningxia frowned from the faint joy all the time, "Young Master Fang, aren't you going to send me back?"

He was stunned, and his fingers tapping lightly on the steering wheel suddenly stopped.Send her back?He didn't say it.The speed of the car did not decrease, and it was still heading towards a pre-set destination.

(End of this chapter)