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Chapter 16 "Every time I meet you, my heart beats every time"

"Why do you have so many? You also have fudge and co-branded perfumes. What else do you not have?"

In order to snatch this co-branded perfume, Fu Zhi waited for two nights without even getting a single one.

Duan Zheng thought for a while, then raised his eyebrows lightly, looking naughty and gentle, he said softly, "Fu Zhi."

Fu Zhi didn't react for a moment: "What?"

Duan Zheng repeated it patiently, with a gentle voice and serious tone: "Fu Zhi, girlfriend."

Only then did Fu Zhi realize that she looked up and met his deep and seductive peach blossom eyes, and the arc of her lips became more and more charming.

It was Fu Zhi who had seen the "world", but couldn't help but take a second look.

Fu Zhi withdrew her gaze, and somehow thought of the slogan of this co-branded perfume:

"Every time I meet you, my heart beats every time."

"My heart beats when I meet you."

"The deep lips and teeth, between the eyebrows and eyes, I like you, year after year."

"I hope you will act recklessly, and I hope you are safe every year at the age of 22."

Fu Zhi didn't know for a long time whether she wanted to buy this co-branded perfume because of the slogan.

There are also many fudges in the world that are many, many times more delicious than this brand of fudge.

She is one-sided, and only likes that one.

Even if she meets a better candy later, she will only like that one.

Suddenly, a gentle voice resounded in my ears:

"Duan Zheng."

"I stayed up for two nights and didn't get it..."

The little girl had a stern face and frowned, looking aggrieved and unwilling.

Duan Zheng was stunned for a moment, his peach blossom eyes were slightly squinted, he looked handsome and handsome, he looked down at her, "Jiujiu, don't stay up late next time, let me grab it for you, okay?"

"Add back my WeChat, when you need it, tell your brother—"

"Brother is always on call and can do anything."

His eyebrows were clean, and his voice was gentle, as if every word sound was pasted by her ear, as if there was a stream of tiny electric currents invisibly, which was exciting.

He put his big hand on the top of her head and rubbed it gently, urging in a low voice: "Go upstairs to rest, brother is gone."

"Duan Zheng..."

Duan Zheng looked over at the prestige, and hummed lightly.

"It's okay, you...be careful on the road."

Duan Zheng hummed again, leaned slightly to look at her, and said in a low voice, "Don't worry, brother is very good at driving, Jiujiu doesn't have to worry about brother."

"..."

Who, who is worried! !
Do you understand the polite words? !
Duan Zheng greeted Fu Yan, and then drove back to his apartment in the city.

In the living room, warm colors and soft light shone on the man who was lazily leaning on the sofa.

His eyelashes drooped slightly, and he was looking at the phone, with shallow arcs at the end of his eyes and the corners of his mouth.

- I passed your friend verification request, now we can start chatting.

As soon as he sat down, the little girl texted him through WeChat.

Fu Zhi's profile picture is a Q-version character holding milk tea in his hand, and there are two small hairpins on top of his head.

After looking at it for a while, he realized that this was the shrunken version of Fu Zhi.

Click into her circle of friends, most of them are for daily life, some of them are winning prizes in competitions of her students, and some are occasionally checking in various delicacies.

Duan Zheng browsed her circle of friends for half an hour, the little girl loves the world unscrupulously and treats everyone with tenderness.

At this time, a notification popped up on the phone, it was Fu Zhi Dance Studio's Weibo...

(End of this chapter)