Mr. Fu treats her like life

Chapter 130 This Is Probably Sweet

An Nuan scratched her scalp, got up and came to the man.

Strongly feeling the oppression of his anti-customer orientation, her chest was tight, and she stopped looking at the expression on the man's face, "Sit down for a while, and I'll get you a glass of water."

After saying this, An Nuan plunged into the kitchen.

An Nuan came out of the kitchen with a glass of honey water, handed it to the man, and said in a low voice, "Look at the smell of alcohol on your body, honey water has the effect of relieving hangover."

Fu Xiheng stretched out his hand to take the water glass, fixed his dark eyes on her, and smiled softly.

The moment the fingertips touched, the cold sensation spread to the nerves all over the body, causing every pore to explode in an instant, and An Nuan suddenly withdrew her hand.

Fu Xiheng's thin lips curled into a smile, glanced at the honey water in his hand, frowned, and said with a smile: "It's probably very sweet."

"Ah," An Nuan exclaimed upon hearing this, "Fu Xiheng, don't you drink sweets?"

Just now she was thinking about using honey water to help him hangover, but she ignored whether he didn't like sweet things.

Fu Xiheng narrowed his deep eyes slightly, "That's not what I meant."

Looking at her innocent and cute eyes, he put down the water glass, patted the side of the sofa, "Nuan Nuan, come here."

The big palm wrapped her small white hand, and the two of them were so close that there was almost no distance between them, and their breaths blended together, "Who called just now, huh?"

"Oh, a former classmate." An Nuan explained.

"male?"

An Nuan's back stiffened slightly.

The corridor was so quiet just now, even if the hands-free was not turned on, she didn't believe that he didn't recognize a woman's voice.

It can be seen that the man's smile is deep, and Bo Yun's treacherous light flows in his dark and terrifying pupils. Although his voice is faint, An Nuan still doesn't relax in the slightest.

After some confrontation, An Nuan was finally defeated.

The corners of her lips moved, she shook her head and said, "No."

"Well," Fu Xiheng lowered his head and kissed her white and round forehead, "Nuan Nuan, I'm hungry."

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Not long after, the sound of chopping vegetables and the hum of the range hood were heard from the kitchen.

Fu Xiheng looked sideways at the busy figure through the clear glass of the kitchen, a faint smile appeared on his thin lips.

While watching the ground in a daze, the mobile phone placed on the table rang, and the caller showed the word "wild".

Fu Xiheng picked up the phone, got up and came to the window, with a low voice, "I have a disturbing dream in the middle of the night, what's the matter?"

Rong Lianye's magnetic voice came, "I'll go to Yuncheng in a few days, please take me in for a while?"

Years of revolutionary friendship, talking about nothing out of the ordinary.

Looking at the dim night outside the window, Fu Xiheng raised his hand and squeezed the center of his brows, "Jicheng can't accommodate you anymore, you want to come to Yuncheng?"

Rong Lianye cleared his throat, and said cheekily: "No, my family has been thinking of arranging blind dates for me these days, so I'll go to your place to avoid the limelight."

Fu Xiheng let out a snort, "I have the key to Longting Bay, and I will say hello in advance."

"Oh no," the man pouted, "Old Fu, you were so big in Hexi Garden that day, wouldn't you feel lonely living alone? Why don't you let me go there to accompany you?"

Rong Lianye was grinding his lips on the phone.

Longting Bay is pretty good, but if compared with Tianhe Xiyuan...

"Can't you live?" Fu Xiheng asked back.

"Uh..." Rong Lianye had no choice but to say, "Okay, I'll live here, I'll do it,"

Immediately afterwards, he joked dissatisfiedly: "I said, old man, this is not like your style. We used to sleep under the same bed when we were in the army. Could it be that you... Jinwu Zangjiao..."

Before he could finish speaking, the phone was cut off.

　I always feel that love is strange, it is a fateful thing.To me, it's all about "Meet it, love it, and there's nothing you can do about it."

　　
　
(End of this chapter)