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Leaving the center of the dance floor, Tao Jing's heart was still beating hard. Fang Cai's light kiss was not a little water, but in her heart, which is used to being passive, it has already caused an uproar.

Fu Han glanced at her red earlobes, and there was a smile hidden in her deep eyes, like a soft floc like snow in spring.

The party continued, but Tao Jing didn't have the heart to stay any longer. She didn't have much to adapt to this kind of occasion, and if she hadn't had to attend, she would have covered her head and slept profusely.

The interior is warm and lively, while the outside is much more deserted.

Tao Jing was wearing a floor-length dress, and her tight waist made her dare not eat anything at the cocktail party, but at this time, she was hungry and panicked, covering her lower abdomen, and her face was full of embarrassment.

But enduring it will only make the consequences worse, and the clothes on her body don't fit, and for a while she can't decide whether to eat something to pad her stomach first, or go home directly.

The man saw that she was wrong, and at first thought she was uncomfortable, but after asking with concern, he saw a look on her face and chuckled.

"If you're hungry, let's go buy the right clothes. Otherwise, you're ......."

The man didn't say anything further, but both of them knew what it meant.

He thoughtfully put his coat on her, then took her into the car, and the two of them dusted away, leaving a faint green smoke in the car gasket.

The sky had long since lost its paleness, and it was so dim that you had to be careful when you walked.

Most of the malls start to get off work at eight or nine o'clock, and the two of them walked around the street for a long time, and finally found a store that was still open, but it was a store specializing in couples' shirts.

This one is also amazing enough, even the clothes you buy must be a couple together, and it has to be a complete set.

Tao Jing's face was like a freshly picked apple, red and translucent.

She shoved the man, intending to make do with herself and go home. Anyway, let the president buy a couple shirt with her? She couldn't really think about it.

But Fu Hanshen stopped her, turned around and picked a set and paid. The whole process was so fast that she was amazed, after all, this kind of thing is really rare and there is nothing to say.

"Go get it on." The man handed her the women's one as he spoke, and the soft touch instantly made her cold shoulders tremble.

A few minutes later, it was not only her who changed her clothes and came out, but also Fu Hanshen, the big leader.

Two people have the same style, but they wear two flavors.

At first glance, she is rich and handsome, and no matter how she decorates her clothes, she is at most a small white-collar worker.

Can this difference be compared?

Holding the dress back to the car, she peeked at the man's clothes from time to time and compared herself. Seeing that she seemed to be quite concerned, Fu Hanshen looked at the road conditions in front of the car, but his hand slowly groped and held her.

The moment the hands folded, it was like electricity, and the tremor slowly passed from the palm of the hand to the palm of the hand, until it reached the tip of the heart and turned the cheeks red.

The silence in the car is like ice that cannot be dissolved, spreading, but with a strong ambiguity.

Most of the hotels that are still open at night are high-end hotels, Tao Jing thought about it, it was really not cost-effective to spend so much money for a meal, so he pinched the man's clenched fingers.

"Try the street stalls!" She happened to hear someone from the company chatting about a food stall a few days ago, the local characteristics of Italy, and she hadn't tried it much!

Seeing that she was in high spirits, the man pursed his lips and responded.

Compared with her, who is going abroad for the first time, Fu Hanshen, who has been stationed in Italy often, is more familiar.

The dark body melts into this silent darkness, like a flying bat.

In my memory, when the night is dark, the street becomes more lively.

When the car was firmly on the side of the road, the man looked at the ten-year-old street, and the memories of the past appeared in front of him like a spring.

Scene after scene is being screened, but now there is no previous heartache, only infinite emotion remains.

When he was studying abroad, he and Jin Zhiyan were like other couples in love, frolicking and laughing on this warm snack street.

It's just that time has passed, but his side is no longer the one who loved to laugh at the beginning, but the taciturn Tao Jing.

He lowered his head to look at someone beside him, who was already in high spirits but was suppressed, and the smile in his eyes spread to the corners of his lips.

Tao Jing naturally didn't know that this was once a part of the president's past. She just felt that the taste here was strong, and her stomach was really uncomfortable.

Hungry thoughts are now more important than anything else.

There are no longer a few couples on the street, and the appearance of a foreign country attracts the feeling of leaving their hometown.

Tao Jing also wanted to be like those girls who ran happily, looked around on her toes, and then went back and told someone loudly what she wanted to eat, pestering him to buy it for herself.

That's a treat for girls.

But when the words came to her lips, she couldn't say anything. Her temperament is like this, obviously there are more subtexts hidden in her heart than she shows, but she can't say anything.

"The hot dogs here are famous, would you like to try them?"

Neither of them is the type to be particularly talkative.,Occasionally, if you take the initiative, you don't listen to much enthusiasm.。

Tao Jing glanced at the hot dog wrapped in cream, bubbling with oil, and the wisps of fragrance seemed to have long feet into her nose, and swallowed her saliva.

When she came to her senses, she already had a bunch of snacks in her hand, and the man followed her, smiling warmly.

"Mr. Fu, this is for you." Even if the two of them are alone, the more familiar they are, the more unspeakable those two words can be. She embarrassedly stuffed a macaron in her hand into the man's arms, and walked forward as if she had been smeared with oil.

The street is very long, and the bustle around it becomes the backdrop for the two people to stroll around.

"Fu! Hey, it's really you! I thought I was looking at the wrong person! ”

Fu Hanshen was walking on the street, but his shoulder was tapped on the shoulder by a person who caught up behind him. He twisted his eyebrows and turned his head, but he was stunned for a moment.

When his footsteps stopped, Tao Jing was watching the street performers not far in front of her, and the distance between the two was stretched farther and farther away by the crowd, until she realized it, and then turned back to look for the man's traces.

"How long has it been! The professor always mentions you, oh yes, how are you and that girl Jin? Why didn't you see her, you were so tired of it at that time! ”

Tao Jing saw the man from afar and ran back. A few steps away, I heard the man talking to the man in Italy.

Especially the tone that obviously thought that Fu Hanshen and Jin Zhiyan were already together, made her outstretched hand stop in mid-air.

Time was passing, but she felt that everything around her was static.

All that lingered in his mind was a smile that barely hooked up at the corner of the man's mouth. The smile didn't know what to say, but she felt that the world was spinning at the moment.

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