In the past few days, Fan Wuxi has been feeling refreshed, and the reason is naturally no other, all because Ouyang Xiaowei's relationship with him has finally normalized.

A small crystal hourglass finally broke the deadlock between the two people.

In Fan Wuxi's view, investing in a glass factory can play this role, and it is also worth it! What if it costs more than $20 million? Even if the efficiency of the glass factory does not achieve the expected goal, it is harmless, and if the Pomeranian can smile, it is already worth the ticket price.

Therefore, in the past few days, Fan Wuxi's face has always been filled with happiness.

In the evening, Fan Wuxi specially bought a lot of ingredients and came back, skillfully used his skills, went to the kitchen in person, made five or six exquisite dishes, and opened a bottle of authentic red wine from his sister Fan Ting.

As soon as Zhang Mei got home, she found that the atmosphere in the room was a little different from usual, the lights were dimly dim, there were a few candles lit on the dining table, and there was bright red wine in the goblet glass.

"What are you doing?" Zhang Mei was a little suspicious that her son was stimulated by something, he usually didn't like to do these things, and often said that life is about leisure, time is money, etc., why did he change his surname today?

"Happy!" Fan Wuxi was very attentive to the bun in his mother's hand, and then waited for her to sit down, and then called Ouyang Xiaowei and his father Fan Heng upstairs to come down and prepare to eat.

"Ah, so many dishes—" Ouyang Xiaowei was also stunned when she saw the table.

Originally, she was going to cook with Fan Wuxi, but Fan Wuxian said that she could simply get some food, and sent her upstairs to read the information, who knew that the information was only half read, and Fan Wuxian made such a lot of wine and food, which really shocked her a little.

Fan Heng knew his son's heart, but this matter always made him feel a little inappropriate, but when he saw the excitement on his son's face, he couldn't bear to say anything.

Son, son, you are the one who has a "marriage contract"! When Fan Heng thought of what happened back then, although he didn't know if he would make a number in the end, he also felt a little headache. After all, Director Zhang has become Director Zhang, listening to his tone, his sister's in-laws are also quite powerful and wealthy, if that matter is really calculated, how should he, as a father, choose?

However, Fan Heng would not be disappointed at this time, glanced at Zhang Mei, and then raised his wine glass and proposed, "Come on!" Let's have a toast first! ”

"Cheers for what?" Zhang Mei and Fan Heng had the same thoughts, both felt that Ouyang Xiaowei was impeccable, and felt entangled in the things of the year, and when she saw Fan Heng raising her wine glass, she asked by the trend.

Fan Wuxi looked at Ouyang Xiaowei, who was shaking the wine glass with three fingers, and said with a smile, "Where is there any other reason, of course, toasting to money and beauty!" ”

"Looking for a fight!" The three people sitting at the same table invariably flattened Fan Wuxi's body wildly.

"Uh, don't slap your face!" Fan Wuxian shrank his head, and waited until the three of them had finished venting before he got out from under the table, and said a little stupidly, "Okay, okay!" Then let's toast to career and love! ”

"Well, that's pretty much it." The four men touched their glasses together.

What is the essential difference between money and beauty, career and love? Fan Wuxian shook his head secretly, and couldn't help but reach over and gently touch Ouyang Xiaowei's smooth thigh who was sitting next to him.

What a good **! Well, there is a feeling of electric shock! Fan Wuxian's heart is full of addiction!

Ouyang Xiaowei quietly sandwiched a piece of fish for Fan Wuxi, which made him feel even happier that the arrival was so inadvertent, but as soon as he put the fish piece in his mouth, he felt that the most tender meat on his inner thigh had been twisted fiercely.

"Uh-" Fan Wuxi's mouth was blocked by fish pieces, so he naturally couldn't shout, but Ouyang Xiaowei was really ruthless enough this time, and the pain made him break out in a cold sweat.

"What's wrong?" Fan Heng, who was eating braised pork ribs, heard his son snort and looked up with some curiosity.

Fan Wuxian slowed down for a while before swallowing the fish pieces, and said with a wry smile, "It's nothing, it's just that I was stuck by a fish bone." ”

"Are you okay then?" Zhang Mei asked a little nervously, her son was her heart, so she was naturally particularly concerned.

Ouyang Xiaowei immediately scooped some vinegar with a spoon and sent it to Fan Wuxian's mouth, and gently persuaded, "It's very dangerous to be stuck by a fish bone, hurry up and drink some vinegar!" You can soften the fish bones, that's what we do back home! ”

Without saying a word, he poured a tablespoon of vinegar into Fan Wuxi.

Fan Wuxian naturally knew that Ouyang Xiaowei was retaliating against herself, don't look at her concern as if taking care of a child, in fact, she must be happy in her heart!

But Fan Wuxian still pinched his nose and poured the sixth-degree old vinegar into it, because he knew very well that if he didn't compromise with Ouyang Xiaowei at this time, maybe she would come up with something even more terrifying!

After seeing Fan Wuxi drink the vinegar, Ouyang Xiaowei asked with a smile, "How does it taste?" ”

"Shanxi old vinegar-" Fan Wuxi frowned sourly, and then forced a happy face, stretched out a thumbs up and praised, "The taste is a little sweet!" ”

Fan Heng and Zhang Mei also saw the clue at this time, and understood that Fan Wuxi and Ouyang Xiaowei were making small moves, and there was nothing at the moment, so they laughed and everyone continued to enjoy the candlelight dinner prepared by Fan Wuxian himself.

In the end, Fan Heng commented, "The meals are okay, and the atmosphere is good, but your candle is too unprofessional and a little smoky." ”

But overall, this dinner was relatively successful, although Fan Wuxian was retaliated by Ouyang Xiaowei, but he also managed to touch Ouyang Xiaowei's thigh, which is a very huge improvement!

Fan Wuxian really encouraged himself in his heart, to make persistent efforts, to be bolder, to step faster, to stretch his hand farther, and to get greater sweetness from Ouyang Xiaowei!

"Let's go back to the room—" Fan Wuxian whispered to Ouyang Xiaowei.

"You? With me? Ouyang Xiaowei smiled, and then raised her eyebrows and whispered, "Think beautiful!" Let's wash the dishes! I think this job is more suitable for you now! ”

Five minutes later, while washing the dishes, Fan Wuxian sighed to himself, "Alas, it's still a little worse after all!" If you want to attack Ouyang Xiaowei's heart, you have to continue to work hard! ”

Although the direct request was categorically rejected by Ouyang Xiaowei, Fan Wuxi's thief heart did not die, and after washing the dishes, he ran downstairs to the bathroom to clean up for a while, and then came out again, peeking at it, only to see that his parents were watching TV in the living room, so he slipped upstairs.

After Fan Heng's family settled in Panshi, they lived in the compound provided by the political axe, where the main city leaders gathered, and there were armed police guards outside, so the security conditions were relatively better, and it was not far from the municipal axe, so it was more convenient to do anything.

The only thing that makes people feel a little flawed is that it is too troublesome to get in and out, and those black-faced armed policemen are always meticulous in checking the vehicles coming and going, which makes Fan Wuxi, who is used to freedom, feel a little depressed. However, there is nothing else to find out about other than that.

Fan Wuxi went up to take a look, hey, Ouyang Xiaowei's door was half-hidden and not locked, and he couldn't help but think excitedly, "There is a door!" ”

So he knocked lightly twice, and then came in uninvited, huh? How could there be no one?

"Xiaowei?" Fan Wuxi screamed softly.

"Why did you get up?" Ouyang Xiaowei walked out of the bathroom, and she didn't have a surprised expression when she saw Fan Wuxian coming in.

Well, Fan Wuxian looked at it, and realized that Ouyang Xiaowei had just taken a shower, her hair was still wet, she was wrapped in a towel, and she was holding a hair dryer in her hand, ready to dry it, and she was only wearing a bathrobe.

"Oh, I want to talk to you about life-" Fan Wuxian said casually, but his eyes couldn't leave Ouyang Xiaowei's body for a moment.

Although it was covered by a silk bathrobe, it could still be seen that Ouyang Xiaowei's beautiful figure and some of the fair and delicate skin exposed outside, especially a faint fragrance floated from Ouyang Xiaowei's body, which made Fan Wuxi feel relaxed and happy.

"Doesn't that smell like perfume?" Fan Wuxian couldn't help but ask.

Ouyang Xiaowei looked at Fan Wuxian a little strangely, shook her head and said, "I never use perfume." ”

"No, it's the best, that kind of thing can't be trusted!" Fan Wuxian immediately agreed.

"Why? But French perfumes are very expensive! Many of my colleagues would like to own a few bottles of the best French perfumes! You didn't say that to save money, did you? Ouyang Xiaowei asked with some suspicion.

"How so?! Am I that stingy?! Fan Wuxi immediately shouted, "There is a reason for this, but I don't plan to say it, you will feel sick to your stomach if you are responsible!" ”

"How is that possible? You must tell me why! Otherwise you're stingy! Ouyang Xiaowei saw that Fan Wuxian seemed unwilling to explain the reason, so she insisted that he explain.

Fan Wuxian was forced to be helpless, so he had to say to Ouyang Xiaowei, "No one else knows about this, I also met a designer who designed French perfumes when I was in the United States, and he was hunted down and killed at that time, and I happened to be rescued by me, so I told me some things." ”

"Perfume designer, really? How could it be so coincidental that you met me?! Ouyang Xiaowei expressed some doubts.

Fan Wuxian was suspicious of Ouyang Xiaowei, and immediately complained very aggrievedly, "Why don't you even believe me?" Do you ignore my sincerity for you? Oh, that's really frustrating! ”

"Less!" Ouyang Xiaowei turned on the hair dryer and began to arrange her hair.

"You know, for many years, French perfume has been very secretive, especially the formula is highly secret, and it is said that there is a special substance in the perfume, similar to the mysterious material of Coca-Cola, which is only in the hands of a few people. But the perfume designer I rescued told me that he had studied animal fat extracts based on the special flavor source in perfume, and found a very surprising conclusion, a very special flavor source in French perfume was actually extracted from human corpse oil! Fan Wuxian spoke with emotion, and when he said the three words corpse oil, Ouyang Xiaowei was really startled.

"Die, you! You tell me this on the big night! You're deliberately scaring me, aren't you!? Ouyang Xiaowei was a little scared by Fan Wuxi.

Originally, girls always have a very strong curiosity about those mysterious and terrifying things, and they also have very sensitive emotions, Ouyang Xiaowei is naturally no exception, listening to Fan Wuxian tell herself about these things at night, she is naturally a little scared, and there are many small grains of sand on her smooth skin.

Many white-collar workers, especially young girls, are fans of French perfumery, and in their hearts, French perfume symbolizes supreme nobility and taste.

Although Ouyang Xiaowei doesn't use perfume herself, she can't accept the statement of corpse oil anyway.

However, Fan Wuxian said conclusively, "Although what the designer said may not be true, there is also a certain possibility of surname!" In ancient Egypt, perfumes were made only for the gods, but these perfumes were also used to embalm corpses. So, you know, it's quite possible that corpse oil can make perfumes more unique, and it's not completely nonsense. And this seems to explain why French perfumes, which always exude a unique fragrance and come from nowhere, always make people feel like they are poisoned. ”

However, when Fan Wuxian was talking about it, he suddenly felt a little pain in his thighs, and when he looked down, Ouyang Xiaowei had already put down the hair dryer, and his hands were tightly gripping his thigh muscles.

Well, this one is self-inflicted.

(To be continued)