Shao Qing was silent for a moment.

She was a little suspicious that Fu Nanxing was playing with color, but this person's expression was too serious, although the tail note was hooked, but when this person talked to her, it was always in this tone.

Shao Qing was a little unsure whether this person was seriously talking to her about love.

She hesitated for a moment, didn't answer Fu Nanxing's words, and picked up a safe topic again: "Thank you Mr. Fu for sending me back today." ”

Shao Qing lowered his eyebrows slightly.

She intended to get closer to this Mr. Fu, thought about it, and said miserably: "My family left me back, if it weren't for Mr. Fu, I really don't know what to do." ”

Shao Qing deliberately suppressed his voice, and the tail note suddenly trembled slightly, as if he was forbearing: "And when the dance party is—"

Her voice was low: "My sister is messing around with her parents, making you laugh." ”

Fu Nanxing lowered his eyes and looked at her.

The girl's hair was loose, and although it had been groomed, there were still a few strands at the top.

The amplitude of the lifting is not large, which does not affect the aesthetics, but it makes people want to press it down.

"Nothing. Fu Nanxing responded.

He thought about it, took advantage of this reason, raised his hand again, gently touched Shaoqing's head, and said comfortingly: "It's them who are ashamed, not you." ”

The girl's hair was smooth and soft to the touch, and Fu Nanxing subconsciously softened his tone: "Don't be sad." ”

He calmly withdrew his hand with Shao Qing's surprised and shocked eyes.

Shao Qing's tongue lightly touched the tip of his teeth, and then moved his head slightly, and his tone was a little subtle: "Thank you Mr. Fu for your comfort." ”

Her eyelashes curled slightly, and her voice returned to its previous flatness: "But I'm not sad. ”

Fu Nanxing laughed softly.

He was not at all uncomfortable, his elbows were in front of his knees, his palms were supporting his chin, his head was slightly tilted, his tone was gentle, and he smiled a little: "Miss Shao is very strong." ”

"I don't have much of that going through. Fu Nanxing's eyebrows and eyes were slightly bent, and his light-colored pupils reflected the light outside the window, as if there were fragments of light in them.

His voice lowered slightly: "My parents died young. ”

Shao Qing raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Fu Nanxing started from scratch, but to make the company so big that many people secretly speculated about his identity and origin, but his background has never been exposed.

Unexpectedly-

Shao Qing lowered his head slightly: "I'm sorry." ”

Fu Nanxing shook his head: "It's nothing, they died too early." ”

He raised his head slightly, and the light reflected in his pupils, with a little restraint and nostalgia: "I've actually almost forgotten what they look like." ”

Fu Nanxing lowered his head a little and looked at Shao Qing again.

He still had a nostalgic look of affection, and when he looked at it so sideways, the tenderness in his pupils almost drowned people in it.

Shao Qing frowned unaccustomedly.

Fu Nanxing lowered his head, and before he aroused Shao Qing's disgust, he had already cleaned up his expression: "Let Miss Shao laugh." ”

The car had already driven into the villa area, and the speed had slowed down.

Fu Nanxing glanced at the villa outside the window, took out his mobile phone, pressed the screen, and smiled at Shao Qing: "Do you want to add a friend?"

Shao Qing stared at the QR code on the screen for a while, tilted his head slightly, and raised his eyebrows: "Mr. Fu, I suspect that you will send me back today-"

She took out her mobile phone, scanned it, squinted her eyebrows slightly, and glanced at Fu Nanxing lightly with the tail of her eyes, and the tail note was also hooked: "It's ulterior motives." ”