Fu Tingxiao paused for a moment, and had already seen through the gentle thoughts, "Let the driver send you." ”

"Hmm. ”

The phone hung up, Wen Soft called Wu's mother, carefully selected a black off-the-shoulder short skirt, her hair was pulled up in a bun, and she put on light makeup with the help of Xiao Zheng, she had not worn high heels almost once since she lost her sight, and this time she also rarely put on a pair of red lace-up high heels with thin heels, and the lustrous straps surrounded the slender and white ankles, adding some charm and sharpness to Wen Soft's gentle and modest atmosphere.

After standing still, Xiao Zheng on the side was completely stunned.

Mother Wu looked relieved and handed over a platinum bag with a red silk scarf, "Madam, the driver downstairs is ready." ”

"Hmm. ”

Smiling and nodding, he gently held his cane and came to the courtyard to ride to the Fu Building.

Fu Tingxiao knew that Wen Ruan was coming, so he had already arranged for someone to wait in the hall, and when Wen Ruan walked into the hall, he immediately led her to take the special elevator upstairs.

"Madam, you sit first, Mr. Fu is still in a meeting. ”

Wen Soft was ushered into the president's office, and after taking a seat, the staff member said respectfully to Wen Soft.

Wen Rou nodded slightly, "Hmm." ”

The door to the office was gently shut, and I sat softly on the leather sofa, holding my chin in boredom, and in a few moments, the thought had drifted to the clouds.

At this time, Fu Tingxiao sat in the office a few meters away, staring at the seemingly static picture on the screen in front of him, and after more than ten minutes, he finally couldn't bear it anymore and got up to leave.

There was a faint sound of footsteps outside the door, and Wen Rou immediately sat upright, and when the door opened, she stood up, "Thunderbolt?"

The voice was clear and ignorant, like a stone suddenly being thrown on the surface of a calm lake, although the stone was small, but it caused ripples on the surface of the lake.

And today she is dressed very differently than usual.

Wen Soft usually likes clothes with comfortable fabrics, and with her plain face, it is also playful and lovely, but today she obviously put some thought into dressing up, gentle and charming, full of femininity.

Fu Tingxiao closed the door, his Adam's apple moved imperceptibly, and he responded in a low voice: "Hmm." ”

"The kitchen cooked soup, and I was worried that you didn't eat, so I asked Mother Wu to serve a bowl. ”

Wen Soft pushed the insulated box on the table, and his expression was unnatural.

Fu Tingxiao slowly came to the sofa and sat down, opened the insulated box with his hand, the chicken soup was clear, and the temperature was just right.

"Thunder Owl," Wen Soft sat down on the sofa and raised a smile, "our band successfully advanced to the second place in the first round of the competition a few days ago. ”

Fu Tingxiao didn't drink the chicken soup, and leaned back on the sofa diagonally, "So you came to the company so late just to tell me about it?"

Wen Soft choked for two seconds, rubbed his fingers and said, "No, I came here today for other things." ”

"What's the matter?"

Gently lowered her eyes, "I want to explain the scandal that has been making a lot of noise in the past few days." ”

Fu Tingxiao: "Well, okay, let's talk about it." ”

"There really isn't any personal relationship between me and Geller. ”

Fu Tingxiao rubbed his eyebrows, "Then how do you explain his behavior of spending millions to buy albums?"

Wen Soft bowed her head and said nothing, a question she knew she couldn't answer long before she came.

"I don't know how to explain it?" Fu Tingxiao lowered his hand, raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked at the people who were close at hand, and his eyebrows and eyes were immediately stained with a frost.

Wen Rou continued to be silent, her fingers still rubbing.

The anger in Fu Tingxiao's eyes grew deeper and deeper, and before the outburst, the only remaining reason forced him to look away, "I heard that James also went to the recording site of the show to support the 'gossip girlfriend'?"

Stretched out his hand and pretended to pat it on the sofa, Fu Tingxiao's tone was sour.

"He just happened to be recording a talk show in the studio next door......" Wen Rou buried his head deeply, and his voice was so low that he could barely hear it at the end of his words.

"Coincidentally?" Fu Tingxiao smiled coldly, "Is it a coincidence that you and James have a secret relationship?"

Wen Rou was shocked in her heart, raised her eyes to look in the direction of Fu Tingxiao, and her eyes were slightly flustered.

Fu Tingxiao met her gaze, and the anxiety in his heart had reached its peak.

"Mr. Geller, he ......"

"Woo......"

The kiss with the crisp breath fell without warning, and the soft whole person was firmly imprisoned in the corner of the sofa, and the big palms with clear bones clasped her hands strongly, making her unable to move.

After a long kiss, the softness was almost suffocating.

She buried her head lightly, and when she was gasping, the whole person was suddenly picked up by her waist.

The instantaneous weightlessness of her body made her arms subconsciously wrap around Fu Tingxiao's neck.

The nasal cavity is filled with Fu Tingxiao's unique sharp breath.

With a thud, the door to the cubicle in the office opened.

Wen Ruan has not come to the company many times, and the most familiar one is Fu Tingxiao's office.

Fu Tingxiao often worked at night, and later simply added a lounge in the office.

Wen Rou fell on the soft bed, and before he could get up, Fu Tingxiao's whole person pressed up directly.

Delicate and dense kisses fell between the necks, and between the breaths, the warm breath of each other lingered in the ears.

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The room was filled with an ambiguous breath, the soft breath was still unstable, and the bones in her body were even more sore, if it was before, she would have turned over and slept soundly, but today, it was rare to take the initiative to lean into Fu Tingxiao's arms.

The slender hand groped and tried to grab Fu Tingxiao's hand, but he tried several times without success.

Fu Tingxiao lowered his eyes to look at her slightly furrowed brows, his lips hooked slightly, and he moved his hand over quietly.

Wen Rou finally got her wish, stretched between her eyebrows, and called in a low voice, "Thunder Owl, I'm sorry." ”

That voice successfully stirred Fu Tingxiao's heart, the frost at the bottom of his eyes receded, and the expression on his face softened a lot, "Hmm." ”

"I really don't know why he spent millions on the album," Wen softly lowered his eyelashes, tears of grievance already overflowing his eyes, "and, whatever his intentions, it has nothing to do with me." ”

Wen Rou raised her head slightly, and the tears in her eyes crossed the corners of her eyes at the right time.

Fu Tingxiao originally hated tears the most, but strangely at this time, he didn't feel bored with the soft crying appearance, but felt that Chu Chu was sultry.

"If you don't like it, I'll ...... later"

The lip flap was sealed again, only this time, Fu Tingxiao's movements were obviously much softer.

Slowly raising his hand, Fu Tingxiao carefully stroked the tears from the corners of his eyes for Wen Soft.

At night, there was silence, and the atmosphere in the room was ambiguous and hot.

The next day, early in the morning

Wen Soft rolled over on the bed, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she opened her eyes with a smile.