Chapter 157: The world is prosperous

At this time, Fu Zhoucheng was like a little boy who was just beginning to fall in love, with a shy and reserved face, and his good-looking thin lips turned crimson because he couldn't make up his mind.

Lined with his good-looking face, it is a little seductive.

"So I thought, whether it's a merry-go-round or a prosperous world, I will accompany you to see it in this life."

Because of his words, Tong Qianxi's heart was in turmoil, and it took a long time to calm his heartbeat, and he whispered to hold back the ecstasy in his heart.

"If she goes through the vicissitudes of life and takes her to see the merry-go-round, if she is not deeply involved in the world, take her to see the prosperity of the world."

This is what is often said in emotional night talks, and I will remember it after listening to it for a long time, but I didn't expect a man like Fu Zhoucheng to take this to heart.

For a while, I had mixed feelings, it was false to say that I was not moved, and my heart was like a spring flood, out of control, bubbling in, and sweeping the driest place in her heart.

In an instant, the dead wood welcomes spring, and a hundred flowers bloom.

"I do."

Even if it goes up to Huangquan and down to Biluo, follow it to the end at this moment.

Looking at each other in pairs, the oath was as firm as a rock, and the unwavering words were always in the ears.

Fu Zhoucheng's good-looking eyebrows suddenly smiled, and taking advantage of the break, he suddenly took Tong Qianxi into his arms, and before he could catch his breath, his thin lips were already covered, and the blazing spiritual tongue was exhausted, and he was reluctant to part for a while.

Sucking on the unique sweet breath that belongs to Tong Qianxi, Fu Zhoucheng gradually sank If he didn't have a trace of reason, I'm afraid he would ......

Finally reluctant to separate, the two of them rose and fell in their chests, panting lightly, and Fu Zhoucheng opened his mouth for a long time, and his cold voice became more and more sexy because of lust.

"Listen to me next."

The car restarted its engine, then drove quickly forward, and in a steady position, drove into a quiet secluded place.

In Fu Zhoucheng's heart, although Tong Qianxi has experienced vicissitudes, for him, she is still the little girl who has not been deeply involved in the world, even if the years have put a layer of gray on her, if it is erased, it is still very beautiful.

"Alright, we can come down."

As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Zhoucheng took the lead in getting out of the car, walked quickly to Tong Qianxi's side, and then opened the car door for her, and protected the roof of the car with his hands very naturally, for fear of hurting her.

This series of small actions was naturally seen by Tong Qianxi, but his heart palpitated slightly and lowered his eyes.

The next second, I was stunned by the beautiful scenery in front of me, my eyes widened incredibly, and I looked back and forth in amazement, as if I couldn't believe it.

How could there be such a beautiful place in Leizhou City, isolated from the world and independent from the world, that kind of fresh, plain and unstained feeling, just like the white rose after the spring rain, not only beautiful but also delicate.

A hundred flowers bloom, vulgar and elegant, the iron fence with hooked flowers, the hollow iron gate, and the slightly mottled small stone bench are impregnated with the sense of vicissitudes of time.

In particular, the small bungalow, surrounded by white roses, is like an ancient Greek castle, full of many mysteries.

Tong Qianxi couldn't help but walk towards it step by step, his eyes were confused and exploring, infatuated, his red lips could no longer be controlled, overflowing with appreciation.

"Oh my God, it's so beautiful."

"How can there be such a beautiful place in this world?"

"Am I dreaming?"

Fu Zhoucheng, who followed closely, smiled, "No... It's all true. ”

How could it be true, this is something that can only appear in a dream, and suddenly it actually appeared in front of you.

The house is not big or small, just right, between the birds and flowers, a few unknown birds flew in, creepers and purple linghua are intertwined, occupying half of the courtyard, bringing an incomparably strong sense of summer atmosphere.

The green leaves, white and white flowers, and red roses shine against each other.

"Ahh

Suddenly, Tong Qianxi cheered and rushed forward desperately, his hands outstretched, as if he was hugging something.

This is the Garden of Eden of her dreams, which has finally appeared.

When he turned around, Fu Zhoucheng stayed in place, with smiling eyes, staring at her seriously, and the love and affection in his eyes made people blush.

In the courtyard of independence, he is like an isolated medieval king, full of indifference but with a strong nobility, the whole person seems to be splashed with ink, iron gray suit, well-cut coat on his hand.

Then in the next second, he walked slowly towards Tong Qianxi.

When one step away, it suddenly stops.

Towards her, he slowly stretched out his hand.

"Do you like it?"

"Tell me?"

Taking a deep breath, absorbing the fragrance of the courtyard, Tong Qianxi was speechless with satisfaction, and flew into his wide arms like a bird, and in the next second, Fu Zhoucheng's powerful arms quickly lifted her up, and spun quickly in place.

"Giggle......

Tong Qianxi's silver bell-like laughter gurgled and disturbed the birds in the garden fluttering their wings and hiding on the balcony, their little black bean-like eyes still looking down from time to time, as if they were peeping at the painting hugging each other below.

"I bought it, it's been years, and the first time I saw it......"

Fu Zhoucheng smiled and stopped suddenly, "When I saw it for the first time, I felt that it was very suitable for you." ”

Three years ago, no, to be exact, when I saw her for the first time, at that time, Fu Zhoucheng vowed to spend his whole life, even if he exhausted his life's energy, to create a garden for her that matched her.

Now this garden, this small courtyard, in the face of wind and rain, the storm is coming, but it is still standing majestically here, that firm and unstoppable posture, but has been waiting for a long time.

Just like its owner.

Waiting for his beloved girl.

The wind was still, the sky was shy about it, the clouds were gone, and I didn't know where to flee, leaving only the most dazzling touch of blue.

Clean and fresh shine on people.

With Fu Zhoucheng's pace, Tong Qianxi came to the room, and when he pushed the door open, a fresh breath rushed to his face, which was not at all like what he imagined......

Fu Zhoucheng took a step forward to explain, and the characteristic sound sounded like a cello.

"This room will be cleaned every three days, and each time it will be cleaned for a day, and the flowers in the courtyard will be pruned from time to time, the fallen leaves in this garden, and the morning glory on the beams of this house will be specially taken care of......"

Well, at this moment, Tong Qianxi admitted that he had nothing to say, Fu Zhoucheng in front of him was simply a god, up to the group company, down to the corners, every courtyard, every corner, it seemed that every place could not escape his eyes.

Sometimes it can even be said that at this moment, even Tong Qianxi is a little suspicious, is this still a person? is not even a man, it can be said that she is more feminine than a woman, this kind of delicate and delicate things, even she is a little ashamed of herself.

can be true, he is an authentic, out-and-out real man.

is still an incomparable, powerful man in Leizhou City, with a pivotal man, and a man who will plunge on his feet and plunge into a financial crisis.

The sword eyebrows that go into the sideburns, the bright eyes like stars, how can he not be a real man?

Seriously, Tong Qianxi admires him very much, he manages every day, and he still remembers so many things, this brain capacity, you can't wait for mortals......

Seeing Tong Qianxi's eyes rolling wildly, obviously knowing that her thoughts were off track, Fu Zhoucheng smiled happily, helplessly raising his tall and thick eyebrows, but his face was full of pampering.