After waking up, I became a hidden bride

Chapter 37 The Conversation in the Car

Nan Jia sat in the passenger seat, silently watching the ever-changing city night scene outside the car window, absent-minded.

Thinking about it carefully, she really didn't know Fu Tingxiao at all, all she knew was that he was the heir of the Fu Group, a rich man, that's all.

Nan Jia turned her head and faced the front. She resisted the desire to turn her head and looked at Fu Tingxiao beside her from the corner of her eye.

Fu Tingxiao's side profile is not as sharp as the front face, but a little more modest, with a high nose bridge, and because the eyebrow arches are higher, the eye sockets appear to be deeper, and his eyes are always looking at the driveway seriously.

Apart from the whistling air conditioner in the car, Nan Jia could only occasionally hear the sound of Fu Tingxiao's hands rubbing against the steering wheel.

Nanjia gradually couldn't sit still.

"Why are you here today?" Nan Jia asked.

"Are you curious?" Fu Tingxiao raised his eyebrows, slowed down a little, and turned his head slightly to look at Nan Jia.

In any case, it was the first time that Nanjia took the initiative to ask about him. When he was excited for a while, he naturally let it go, hoping that Nanjia would care more about him and admit that he cared about him.

Nanjia didn't know how to answer for a while, so she continued to remain silent.

Fu Tingxiao mistakenly thought that Nan Jia was angry, and immediately explained: "My friend is a staff member of the magazine, and she invited me here."

"Could the friend you mentioned be Yu Moxi, the editor-in-chief of the magazine?"

Fu Tingxiao nodded, and then added: "Yes, their family is a family friend with mine, and I have been friends with her for many years."

Sure enough, they are old friends for many years, no wonder they seem to have such a good relationship and are so close
Nan Jia didn't speak, and she didn't notice that her expression had darkened, and her head drooped a lot, so in Fu Tingxiao's view, Nan Jia looked very sad at the moment.

"My wife, don't get me wrong! Yu Moxi and I are friends, and I treat you wholeheartedly. I went to this party today because of you!" Fu Tingxiao hurriedly explained, for fear of being misunderstood by Nanjia.

"Who misunderstood, I was just asking casually." Nan Jia turned his gaze out of the window again.

The car fell into silence again, but the atmosphere was much better than before.

After such a night of fuss, Nanjia immediately fell asleep as soon as she relaxed her nervous emotions and body, her long hair covered half of her face, her chest rose and fell slightly, and her breathing was shallow.

The car was parked in the garage of the villa. Fu Tingxiao turned his head and saw Nan Jia leaning there, sleeping soundly.

Fu Tingxiao chuckled. After getting out of the car, he walked to the passenger seat, carefully opened the door and carried him out. He carried Nan Jia in his arms and entered the villa from the garage. He went straight to the upstairs bedroom without turning on the lights. He slowed down his pace, for fear of waking Nanjia up.

Fu Tingxiao finally breathed a sigh of relief after putting the person on the bed smoothly.

Fu Tingxiao raised his hand to turn on the bedside lamp, sat on the edge of the bed, gently stroked Nan Jia's face with his hand, and brushed away a few strands of hair, his movements were as gentle as water, as if he was treating a treasure.

With the help of the warm yellow light, he saw Nan Jia's sleeping face clearly.

Exquisite eyebrows, long eyelashes lightly covered, under the light, the shadow of the eyelashes is reflected on the flawless white porcelain face, the red lips are lightly pursed, just like the Sleeping Beauty in a fairy tale.

He was fascinated by watching, and gradually lost control of his heart, he slowly bent down, approaching Nan Jia, and gently printed a kiss on Nan Jia's forehead like a dragonfly on water.

"Good night, my dearest lady."

In the long night, outside the window is the increasingly cold late autumn, and inside the house is warm affection.

(End of this chapter)