Mr. Fu treats her like life

Chapter 65 I'm Different From Them, I Don't Smoke
Fu Xiheng spoke word by word, and every note sounded clearly and forcefully in An Nuan's ears, and struck at the tip of her heart.

As if asking questions.

An Nuan was stunned in place, her hands hanging by her sides were at a loss.

It took a long time before she adjusted her disordered heartbeat, and said slowly, "Fu Xiheng, do you know what you are talking about?"

Fu Xiheng smiled, lowered his head and kissed her white neck, "You think I'm not sober enough?"

An Nuan thought for a while, and said calmly, "Well, it's probably like this."

Hearing this, Fu Xiheng couldn't help stretching out his hand to pinch her waist, An Nuan shuddered and frowned slightly.

But at this time, Fu Xiheng hugged An Nuan even tighter, and put one hand on the back of her head, making her stick closer to his body, "Nuan Nuan, are you awake now?"

An Nuan: "..."

An Nuan wanted to look up and try hard to see that knife-sharpened face, but Fu Xiheng's strong shackles made her dispel the idea in an instant.

Now, where can she still be sober?

The end of his nose is filled with the clear breath from his whole body.

No smell of tobacco, very nice smell.

Actually, An Nuan was very curious about the fact that Fu Xiheng didn't smoke.

In her perception, for a person like Fu Xiheng who came from a famous family and had a wide range of contacts, going out to socialize can be said to be commonplace.

And when it comes to entertainment, how can there be no such things as tobacco and alcohol?
But strangely, all she knew was that he drank.

Thinking of this, An Nuan asked weakly in his arms, "Fu Xiheng, don't you smoke?"

"Well," An Nuan waited for a long time before hearing his dull voice.

"Oh," An Nuan blinked, "Then why don't you smoke?"

Fu Xiheng's body froze suddenly, he glanced sideways at his mother's photo on the tombstone, and said lightly: "I don't like it."

The man answered perfunctorily, but An Nuan felt that there was nothing wrong with it.

For a moment, she suddenly wanted to bite her own tongue. How could she ask such a low-level question?

He doesn't smoke, of course he doesn't like it.

"Why, do you like men who smoke?" Fu Xiheng let go of An Nuan's body, and stared at her condescendingly with eyes as deep as pools of water.

"Uh... no, no," An Nuan shook her head in embarrassment, "it's just that there are almost no men around me who don't smoke."

Fu Xiheng frowned, and then smiled softly, "Well, that's good, I'm different from them, I don't smoke."

But that doesn't mean he doesn't smoke.It's just that after that incident, things like cigarettes for him...

Hearing what the man said, An Nuan was at a loss for words.

"Smoking is not good for one's own health, and it is not good for the health of the next generation," Fu Xiheng ran his cold fingertips across An Nuan's face, gently brushing away the broken hair around her ears.

He said, "Nuan Nuan, thank you for coming here with me."

Looking at the man's gentle eyes, An Nuan was stunned for a moment, and then smiled treacherously, "Mr. Fu, I have conditions."

"Huh?" Fu Xiheng raised his brows, and stretched out his hand to hook her waist, "Nuan Nuan, what's the condition, I'll talk about it after I'm done with you."

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It was almost midnight, and it was the time when the Canglan Top Club was full of voices.

Apart from those rich kids who come here for entertainment, there are also business bigwigs who come out to have a good time after the entertainment.

　Sometimes, I think of a small town at a certain end of the earth [-] kilometers away. I think of the slightly cold air in the morning, the smell of trees, the cherries in the bowl, the sound of the washing machine, and when I go up the stairs, I press down one by one. lights.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)