Fu Zhengnan has not yet handed over the position of the helm of the Fu Group to him, but most of his work has been handed over to this son.

A huge amount of work gave him a headache.

Su Xiang pulled up his collar, half-knelt at his side, rubbed his head, soft and strong acupressure, Fu Hanchuan's gathered brows slowly loosened.

He held her slender wrist and put it on his waist, resting his head on her shoulder to rest, Su Xiang raised his hand and turned down the volume of the movie.

In this dark movie hall, it seemed that time had slowed down, and even Su Xiang himself fell asleep unconsciously, and when she woke up, Fu Hanchuan looked at her above her head.

He frowned slightly, his dark eyes were exceptionally bright in the dimness, flickering slightly, and the sound surrounded, magnifying the space countless times, as if in a small universe, only she and his existence.

For a while, Su Xiang didn't come back to her senses for a while, she couldn't help but raise her arm, her fingers swiped on his slightly frowning brow, and she kissed him on the lips.

Soft and semi-moist touch, and his slightly high temperature on the lip flap......

Su Xiang was stunned after kissing, and after a second of blank brains, he quickly lowered his eyelashes, pushed him with his arm, and the heart in his chest was beating so fast that he couldn't do it.

They have everything they should have as a couple, and his needs are quite ...... Vigorous, but ...... He never kissed her on the lips.

She knew that he hated her mouth—she couldn't speak......

Su Xiang sat down, flustered and confused, afraid that he would lose his temper and say something ugly, and sure enough, the dragonfly-like kiss seemed to touch his scales.

Fu Hanchuan frowned at her, his dark eyes couldn't see any light, and there was no temperature.

He didn't say a word, just looked at Su Xiang so deeply for a few seconds, and stood up with a calm face: "Go back." ”

Su Xiang exhaled silently, silently went to change his clothes and came back, Fu Hanchuan was already standing there in straight clothes waiting for her.

When she went out, Song's mother called and said that Fu Ying couldn't see her crying, and Su Xiang knocked twice on her mobile phone to indicate that she knew.

She wrote on her mobile phone: Fu Ying is crying, tell the driver to hurry up.

Fu Hanchuan glanced at her lightly, turned around and walked towards the door.

When he got home, Fu Ying immediately entwined Su Xiang when he saw him.

Since Fu Ying was born, he basically never left Su Xiang, Su Xiang later went to work, and the little guy made trouble for a while before he got used to it. At night, he has been pestering Su Xiang in front of and behind.

The little guy didn't cry when he lay in his mother's arms, he just kept sobbing, looking so wronged, and he couldn't fall off a bubble of tears wrapped in his big eyes.

Su Xiang was distressed, holding the child and coaxing, Fu Hanchuan took off his coat and handed it to Song's mother, walked over and picked up the child and hugged him.

"I'll get it, kid, you go take a bath first. ”

Mother Song was carrying Fu Hanchuan's clothes, and when the two of them entered the door just now, she felt that the atmosphere didn't seem to be right, so she immediately retreated with interest.

When Su Xiang came out after washing, Fu Hanchuan was lying on her bed, flipping through a book. He had already taken a shower, with only a bath towel around his waist, and his strong honey-colored muscles glowed amber in the light.

Su Xiang was slightly stunned, and quickly looked away, his cheeks slightly hot.