Mr. Fu treats her like life

Chapter 89 In what capacity does Mr. Fu question me?
If you say you're afraid of this man, that's not the case.However, based on past experience, at this time, it is better to speak with the door open.

Fu Xiheng looked at An Nuan's calm and composed eyes, raised his hand to touch the center of his eyebrows, and said in a low voice, "Then come here."

An Nuan frowned, "Mr. Fu, if you have anything to say, just say it here. I have good ears and I can hear you."

Hearing this, why do you seem to show him face so much?
Fu Xiheng narrowed his eyes slightly, and a dizzying smile appeared on his thin lips.

His expression was very indifferent, from the beginning to the end, his brows were indifferent like a silent ink painting, with the edge restrained just right.

He took a step and approached An Nuan step by step, until he reached her, he didn't intend to stop.

"Fu Xiheng..."

An Nuan was forcefully pushed against the wall by him, and the moment her hand inadvertently touched the doorknob, the door was closed with a "bang".

An Nuan couldn't help being startled.

Fu Xiheng lowered his dark eyes, looked at An Nuan with mixed emotions in his eyes, and when he saw her blushing face, the corners of his mouth curved slightly.

An Nuan's cheeks were white and rosy, and her small lips were painted with a lovely bean paste color, giving people a comfortable and sweet feeling.

The light stretched her thick and slender eyelashes very long, like two small brushes moving gently, cleaning Fu Xiheng's heart one by one.

Suddenly, just when An Nuan was about to avoid a little distance from him, the man grabbed her slender wrist and pushed An Nuan against the wall again.

This time, he didn't seem to be so easy to talk to, and the previously tense emotions seemed to be vented from those deep, ink-like eyes at any time.

But he still used an extremely soft tone, soft to the bone, "Nuannuan, is it because I am too kind to you that I can't bear to be cruel to you, so you will only show your thorns in front of me, um ?”

One of his big hands pressed hard on An Nuan's snow-white shoulder, because of his deep emotional fluctuations, An Nuan's shoulder throbbed from time to time.

Through the thin fabric of the gauze skirt, An Nuan's large back was pressed against the cold wall, and the cold air pierced her bones, forcing the pores of her whole body to explode.

An Nuan clenched her white fingers tightly, and met the man's cold eyes, without a hint of dodge or fear in his eyes, "Mr. Fu called me here to tell me this?"

Fu Xiheng's solid chest pressed down, and his well-understood pupils twisted An Nuan's delicate facial features, feeling his warm breath gushing out, An Nuan's ears turned red and hot.

His powerful heartbeat made her want to run away, to escape his touch.

But how could Fu Xiheng let her go?Stretching out his knuckle fingers, he pinched An Nuan's chin, "Nuan Nuan, tell me."

"In what capacity is Mr. Fu questioning me?" An Nuan raised her stubborn little face, she never intended to give in, "Mr. Fu, you have no obligation to treat me well, do you?"

The hand on the chin loosened a little bit, and the corner of the man's lips sank deeply, as if he was touched by what she said.

　What can be said is not as good as what cannot be said.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)