Mr. Fu treats her like life

Chapter 27

The man's tone is so brisk and determined, vaguely, and can capture a hint of cynicism.

But An Nuan didn't dare to blaspheme him in the slightest.

Because she believed that the man in front of her really had the ability to call the wind and rain.

An Nuan raised her head with a pleasant smile, "Mr. Fu, I believe you have extraordinary abilities. But I... um..."

Before she could finish speaking, Fu Xiheng covered her cold lips.

A lingering, deep kiss.

The hot breath sprayed on her cheeks in disorder, with a cold mint fragrance and a low-alcohol intoxicating alcohol taste.

This feeling of ice and fire, accompanied by chaotic breathing, intertwined with each other, An Nuan felt trembling.

Her previously sober mind went blank in an instant, and she forgot to resist for a moment.

After being satisfied, Fu Xiheng straightened up without any haste, and a doting and deep smile appeared on his thin lips.

With burning black eyes, he looked down at that flushed face condescendingly, and said, "Miss Shi seems to have never experienced the real hardships of life, otherwise...how could she not learn to bow her head?"

It seemed that to her, his tone of voice was always so soft.

If the voice hadn't resounded clearly in her ears, people would have mistakenly thought that he was caring about her intimately.

An Nuan raised her hand to wipe her mouth angrily, looked at the man in front of her with disgust, and sneered from her lips, "Isn't Mr. Fu the same?"

"Ok?"

"Mr. Fu must not have received any good education. Otherwise, how can he play hooligans to others casually?"

"Trick me?" The man squinted his eyes half-closed, with a deep smile.

"Don't dare." She still had a little self-knowledge.Know who to mess with and who not to mess with.

Just now, it was just treating the person in the same way as the person.

Seeing her fearless eyes, Fu Xiheng just smiled softly, and after a long time, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Can you drive?"

An Nuan was taken aback immediately, and looked at him inexplicably.

His bony fingers stretched out and pinched her chin lightly. He repeated very patiently: "Nuan Nuan, I'm asking if you know how to drive, huh?"

Before even having time to guess the deep meaning of his words, An Nuan nodded without any hesitation, "Yes, I will."

The answer was so straightforward, just to avoid the touch that made her palpitate all the time.

Hearing this, Fu Xiheng smiled gently, "Okay, then you can take me home. I'm drunk and can't drive."

The soft and shallow words that came out of his mouth were so logical.

I don't know, I thought she was his personal nanny.

An Nuan frowned involuntarily, "Mr. Fu, what about your assistant, why don't you call him to drive you home. My driving skills... are really not that good."

The man turned a deaf ear to her words, and hugged her even harder, "Why, don't you believe me? Do you want to try again?"

"Fu, Fu Xiheng..." Seeing his handsome face approaching gradually, An Nuan turned her head in panic, her fair little face was stained with blush, "It's all up to you."

An Nuan knew that her resistance was of no avail.

Since you can't escape, you might as well face it bravely.

"Well, that's nice."

After all, the man uncontrollably planted a kiss on the center of her brow, and with a slight smile on his thin lips, he hugged her and walked out.

An Nuan fastened her seat belt, turned her head to look at the half-closed man in the passenger seat, "Mr. Fu, where is your home?"

　You are the fragrance that I catch a glimpse of and then embrace.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)