Before leaving the hotel, Fu Xingzhi put on a coat for Qiao Wan, put on a hat and a scarf, and wrapped him like a little penguin.

Looking at his clumsy outfit, Qiao Wan bit her lip and frowned slightly: "It's a little hot......"

"I'm not cured yet!" Fu Xingzhi glanced at her lightly, buttoned his coat, held her hand and continued to walk forward.

In early autumn, the sycamores on both sides of the street are boiling and falling, spreading a thick layer on the ground, and pedestrians coming and going make the leaves creaque.

Fu Xingzhi didn't drive, took five or six bodyguards to follow, and just dragged her to stroll through the streets.

Fu Xingzhi, like her, wore a couple coat of the same color and style, and his slender and straight body stood beside her, like a majestic mountain.

Perhaps because no one in Paris knew them, Qiao Wan felt a lot more relaxed.

Staring at the man's handsome and extraordinary side face, feeling his wide and hot palm, Qiao Wan's face turned red.

Sensing her abnormality, Fu Xingzhi raised his hand to test the temperature of her forehead, and his voice was low: "I don't have a fever, why is my face so red?" ”

Qiao Wan retracted her neck, endured the throbbing in her heart, and asked calmly, "Why were you angry just now?" ”

At the mention of this, Fu Xingzhi's gaze instantly cooled, and his gaze fell lightly on her face, staring at her as deep as the sea.

After a few seconds of silence, he replied lightly: "Nothing!" ”

"Oh." Qiao Wan nodded slightly, and continued to follow Fu Xingzhi in small steps, her voice was so soft: "Don't drop things next time, it's easy to hurt people." ”

Hearing this, Fu Xingzhi glanced down at her, and hooked his lips evilly: "I won't hurt you if I hurt anyone!" ”

Hearing Fu Xingzhi's words, Qiao Wan's heart beat even more intensely, and the inexplicable feeling hit her reason.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Fu Xingzhi stopped, bent down to look at her, and frowned: "Don't like me to be angry?" ”

Qiao Wan let out an "ah" and raised her eyes to look at him, her eyes were as bright as a galaxy, clean and pure.

When he's angry, it's really scary!

"I don't want to be angry, but I can't help it." Fu Xingzhi sneered, his fingertips gently slid over Qiao Wan's pale cheeks, and said in a dumb voice: "Next time, if I can't control my emotions, you can coax me." As long as you coax me, I'll stop! ”

Listening to his whispering, Qiao Wan looked dazed, pursed her pink lips and made no sound.

Does she have that much influence on him?

"I said, don't stare at me like this......" Fu Xingzhi bit her lip lightly, a little annoyed: "Don't let me touch it, but still hook me, pure hearted, isn't it?" ”

Qiao Wan immediately lowered her head, and before she could react, her petite body was hugged by Fu Xingzhi and wrapped in his coat.

The man's chin was against her forehead, and his voice was hoarse with a little smile: "You say, why do I like you so much, huh?" ”

Qiao Wan pursed her lips, her hands hung down on both ends of her body at a loss, and her whole heart beat violently because of Fu Xingzhi's words.

yes, why do you like her so much?

"Qiao Wan, look up."

Hearing Fu Xingzhi's voice, Qiao Wan raised his eyes obediently, and before he could see the man's face clearly, the man's gentle and hot thin lips fell, and he sealed it with a kiss.

Kissing on the streets of Paris is not unusual.

But because the two of them are foreign-looking, coupled with their outstanding appearance, they will inevitably arouse the curiosity of passers-by.

Some people even took out their mobile phones and quietly took pictures.

Seeing this, Qiao Wan shrank his neck and buried his face in Fu Xingzhi's arms, shy.