Chu Ci's body sank into the soft mattress.

A pair of bright eyes looked at the man in front of him with some horror.

"Fu Heng......" Chu Ci hurriedly shouted, the dark color of the man's eyes made her frightened and panicked.

"Don't move again!" his big hands pressed her waist into the futon, and his voice was hoarse.

He was afraid that he would hurt her, so that his life would not be harmonious in the future.

Chu Ci's heart was beating hard, her mouth was dry, and her face was about to burn.

Fu Heng kissed her lips deeply, his breathing became heavier and heavier in her ear, and his voice was low and hoarse: "Relax, if you don't move, it won't hurt." ”

His words were soft, and the rare gentleness made Chu Ci's whole person slowly become less stiff and softened.

She closed her eyes tightly like a little ostrich, her eyelashes kept trembling, and she looked very cute.

Fu Heng's heart moved, and the place in his heart began to soften slowly, his speech slowed down, and his voice was indescribable: "Okay, I will light it today, and I will definitely satisfy you." ”

Chu Ci suddenly felt that something in her world was beginning to collapse, but it seemed that a certain feeling was gradually becoming clear.

She wanted to grasp some reason, but just after touching a few points, she was pulled into another abyss by the man.

The feeling of ups and downs was like a wave, lifting her to the highest point and falling suddenly.

In the end, there was only one thought left in Chu Ci's mind.

She's going to die.

…………

When he opened his eyes again, it was already dawn, and Chu Ci raised his hand to subconsciously block the light, frowning and snorting.

I'm so hungry.

Yesterday, she was tossed over and over again, her physical strength was exhausted, she was so hungry and tired, she was carried by a man and took a bath and fell asleep in a daze.

Opening his big eyes blankly, Chu Ci suddenly felt a shadow fall from the top of his head.

Before she could react, she was hugged, and the clean smell of shower gel surrounded her snort, and the deep and nice male voice exuded a sense of pleasure, "Good morning." ”

Chu Ci's little face was forced to be buried in his chest, and he looked up at the man's clean face in the early morning.

The quilt slid down her shoulders, revealing the woman's jade-like arms and shoulders.

The skin is like jade, and there are still some bruises on it, which he accidentally pinched out last night.

Fu Heng's heart moved, and he lowered his head to kiss her pink cheeks, his hand locked her thin waist, full of soft and fragrant fragrance.

Stretched out his hand and pinched Chu Ci's soft cheeks, Fu Heng hooked his lips and smiled lightly: "Are you satisfied last night?"

That's a question!

Chu Ci was still a little dazed and came back to her senses, she pushed the man and coughed dryly: "Hurry up and go down for breakfast!"

Fu Heng grabbed her hand and asked unrelentingly: "You answer my question first." ”

Chu Ci's face turned red again, how to answer this kind of question.

Whether it's positive or negative, it's hard to say, okay?

And this man's routine is so deep, I really don't know what pit to dig to make myself jump!

Chu Ci covered his face, and his voice was weak: "I don't know." ”

Fu Heng took her hand, a pair of deep eyes locked on her slightly red face, and smiled narrowly: "If you are not satisfied, I can improve it and make it satisfactory to you." ”

Chu Ci was taken aback by his words, and hurriedly pushed him away, blushing and not knowing what he was talking about.

Fu Heng wrapped his arms around her waist, his face pressed against her soft cheeks, and his expression was gentle and doting: "Does it still hurt?"

Chu Ci looked at the man's serious and gentle face, and felt a little distracted.

Is this still him?

The gentleness seems to be the same as before.

I always thought he was a cold piece of ice, and he couldn't cover it hot.

I don't know what feeling is surging somewhere in my heart, Chu Ci wrung his fingers and suddenly seemed to think of something, and said, "You didn't do anything last night!"

She doesn't want children yet and feels that she is still young and can think about it.

What's more, she feels that she has not fully fallen in love with Fu Heng, and it will be very troublesome if there is a change in the marriage after having a child.

Fu Heng frowned, but still had a quiet expression: "Don't want children?"

Chu Ci lowered his head, and his voice was weak: "It's not suitable yet." ”

Fu Heng didn't have much expression on his face, but the previous gentle look had all gone, and he frowned slightly: "Shouldn't you have a child if you get married?"

He thinks it's fun to have a lot of cuties in the house.

As if shocked by his words, Chu Ci opened his mouth and blurted out without thinking: "Do you want to live with me forever?"

What she has been thinking in her heart is that maybe one day, when Fu Heng's ultimate goal of marrying her is achieved, then he will kick himself away, in order to avoid becoming a poor woman that no one wants, she has to give herself a preventive shot in advance.

Of course, she regretted it when she said it, because the man's originally calm face suddenly rippled.

But his voice was still steady and asked, "You don't want to?"

He threw the hot question directly at her.

How dare Chu Ci answer no, she rolled her eyes, glanced at the time and date, suddenly remembered something, and exclaimed: "Ah, I'm going to be late for work, I'm going to give you an interview today."

Fu Heng sat up from the bed with a look on her face and touched her hair: "Well, I won't tease you, let's go down for breakfast!"

…………

The interview took place in the VIP reception room of the GK building.

When the appointed time came, Chu Ci passed with the editor-in-chief.

This time, Chu Ci used to mainly record and sort out the manuscript and play a soy sauce to support a scene, and the interview was mainly done by the editor-in-chief.

When Chu Ci and the editor-in-chief walked into the VIP reception room, Fu Heng had not yet come.

Think about it, how can there be a president waiting for others, the president makes others wait.

Chu Ci sat on the sofa for a while, sorted out the information he brought for a while, and then took a deep breath: "Editor-in-chief, I'll sit in the back and record it later." ”

The editor-in-chief flipped through the documents in his hand, "Hey, my heart is also a little uneasy, almost no media interviewed Mr. Fu before, I don't know what kind of routine he is, if you don't play cards according to the routine, it won't be good." ”

Chu Ci rolled his eyes in his heart, thinking that Fu Heng was a man who didn't play cards according to the routine.

As he was secretly scolding in his heart, the door of the conference room was pushed open suddenly.

Walking in front was Fu Heng's secretary, who turned sideways a little and bowed over to invite Fu Heng in.

Chu Ci almost bounced up from the sofa and shouted with the editor-in-chief: "Hello Mr. Fu!"

Fu Heng wore a light blue shirt by Giioaamani with a black pinstripe tie today, looking elegant and spiritual.

He walked in and nodded slightly at them: "The meeting, the delay is delayed, you can start." ”

After speaking, he sat down on the sofa opposite, with an elegant and gentle temperament: "I rarely give interviews, and I don't understand the process very well. ”

Seeing that he said this, the Lord hurriedly showed a smile: "Mr. Fu is polite, the process is very simple, I will ask a few simple questions, and it will not touch personal problems." ”

The editor-in-chief first stated a string of polite words, and then threw out a few simple questions.

Fu Heng did not fail to cooperate, and answered the questions thrown out one by one.

When answering the question, his thin lips pursed a smile, his eyes burned, and he looked towards the camera, but instead of looking at the camera or staring at the face of the editor-in-chief who was interviewing, he looked at Chu Ci on the side.

Chu Ci was originally concentrating on making notes with the recorder, but he couldn't help but look up after feeling a burning gaze.

At this moment, the eyes of the two met in midair.

The man's gaze was a little playful, Chu Ci grinded his teeth, and finally lost the battle, hurriedly lowered his head, and pretended that nothing had happened.

After asking a few questions, the editor-in-chief took a sip of water, flipped through the memo, seemed to be improvized, and asked: "I heard that the GK Group has been competing with the Boda Group for the development right in the west of the city recently, I wonder if Mr. Fu has confidence in his victory?"

Everyone in Yicheng knows that the Shen family and the Fu family are famous, but these two families are also incompatible.

When this question was asked, the editor-in-chief was nervous, but if Fu Heng answered, it would be a great boost to the magazine's sales.

Chu Ci secretly held the recorder and raised his face to look at the man opposite.

Judging from the man's reaction when she mentioned the Shen family a few times ago, he should be extremely disgusted with the Shen family!

After all, it is a commercial competitor.

Fu Heng cast his gaze, lingered on Chu Ci's face for a few seconds, and smiled: "GK started as a real estate industry, if you don't have this confidence, how can you gain a foothold in this industry?"

In a word, it is domineering but extremely restrained.

Indeed, in the real estate industry, in Yicheng, except for the Shen family, no one dares to touch this piece of cake.

Chu Ci doesn't understand business things, her father runs such a big company, it's not like it's down.

The editor-in-chief secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "Then what do you have to say about those competitors of yours?"

Fu Heng spread his hands: "Business competition pays attention to fairness, and blindly playing tricks will only make a cocoon and bind yourself." ”

His voice was not loud, but it was clear.

It seems to be a warning, and it seems to be a reminder.

After Chu Ci quickly wrote it down in the notebook, a trace of coldness inexplicably crossed her heart, and that coldness rolled through her back, making her feel cold.

The time was almost up, and when the editor-in-chief finished asking the last question, he suddenly said quickly: "Mr. Fu, you are so good, graduated from a prestigious school, and you are a returnee, you are the CEO of the group at a young age, and I heard that there are many people who love you, so I don't know what Mr. Fu's favorite object is?"