Mr. Fu treats her like life

Chapter 217 A Sweet Kiss Falls on His Thin Lips
"Fu Xiheng," the man raised his hand, and his warm palm fell on the top of her hair. An Nuan couldn't help shivering her small body like a frightened little shrimp.

Fu Xiheng bent her lips, took her little hand with her big palm naturally, and walked out in silence.

It wasn't until she got into the Bentley parked on the side of the road that An Nuan turned her head and looked at him, "Fu Xiheng, why did you come here at this time, in fact...it's nothing serious,"

Judging by his formal attire, he should have just rushed over from the company.

An Nuan felt somewhat guilty.

"Then what's the big deal?"

Fu Xiheng's dark eyes were bottomless, and an electric current swished through An Nuan's body, and the little hands holding the seat belt fell to her knees, and they were slowly stirred together.

"From today onwards, you will move to Tianhe Xiyuan." There was an irrefutable force in the voice.

After the words fell, Fu Xiheng picked up his mobile phone to answer the call.

"Mr. Fu, the courier has been investigated from the surveillance, it is..."

An Nuan didn't expect Fu Xiheng to move so fast, but what made her even more angry was the person behind the scenes.

She had already guessed it when she was in the office just now. She had thought about many things clearly for so long, and she didn't want to worry about it too much, but the other party seemed really unrepentant.

"Well," the man's voice was calm, "Feng Qian, what happened to what I asked you to do?"

"It has been dealt with."

An Nuan frowned lightly, not knowing what the man was talking about.

When the car arrived at the downstairs of the apartment, Fu Xiheng followed upstairs, and An Nuan packed up the things under his "surveillance".

An Nuan stood in the middle of the living room and looked around. She really couldn't bear to leave the place where she had lived for so long.

The suitcase in his hand was taken away, and Fu Xiheng said in a gentle voice, "If you want to come back and take a look in the future, I will accompany you."

After a day of ups and downs, hearing the man's heart-warming words, An Nuan felt his whole body warm up.

Back in Tianhe Xiyuan, An Nuan was placed in a guest room next to the study on the second floor, facing Fu Xiheng's room, only a corridor away.

Fu Xiheng went upstairs with the suitcase in one hand, his steps were brisk, as if he was carrying some inconspicuous little thing, effortlessly.

An Nuan followed closely behind him, and saw that the muscles in his arms carrying the suitcase were tense. He took off his suit jacket and only wore a shirt vest, showing the solid outline of his back.

Even a back view is so noble and charming, An Nuan's ears feel slightly hot.

Putting the suitcase into the room, Fu Xiheng came to the entrance, and An Nuan just walked in at this time, "You don't need to go to the hospital in the afternoon, you can tidy up the room first and pack your own things."

An Nuan pursed her lips and nodded slightly, "Are you going back to the company?"

"Well, I'll pick you up to the old house after get off work at night," he said, his deep eyes rested on her for a few seconds, his thin lips moved, and he walked out of the room.

"Hey, Fu Xiheng..."

Hearing footsteps behind him, the man stopped, "What's wrong?"

An Nuan raised her head and stared fixedly at his chiseled handsome face. Before he could figure out her purpose, An Nuan stretched out two thin white arms to hold his arm, and stood on tiptoe slightly. Coming close to him, a sweet kiss fell on his thin lips.

(End of this chapter)