"It's still so ruthless!"

Fu Xiao pulled the quilt over and covered her, and fed her some water, and the girl gradually quieted down.

If she really wanted to kill him, he wouldn't hesitate to hand her a knife.

"My head hurts......"

Song Nian's body curled up in a ball, his head buried in the quilt, and he whispered.

Afraid that she would hold her breath, Fu Xiao coaxed her out of the quilt.

Song Nian turned over, and his cheek just pressed against Fu Xiao's palm.

Looking at the girl's well-behaved sleeping face, Fu Xiao's whole heart was filled, and he leaned over and pecked lightly at the tip of her nose.

Song Nianxiang was woken up, slowly opened his eyes, and looked at him strangely.

Fu Xiao's movements were stiff and he didn't dare to move.

She doesn't know him yet, and when she sees him kissing her, she probably will really kill him!

"Niannian?"

Fu Xiao asked cautiously.

Song Nian raised his eyes to look at him, then tilted his head and fell asleep completely.

Fu Xiao smiled helplessly.

Why is eighteen-year-old Song Nian so cute?

In the last life, he missed her happiest days.

In this life, he has to make up for everything.

Fu Xiao accompanied Song Nian in the room for a long time, tirelessly staring at her face.

Looking at it, I couldn't help but laugh.

Laughing and laughing, his eyes became moist.

The cycle repeats, like a psychopath, he can't control his inner feelings.

He had done so many wrong things in his previous life, and he thought that he would go to eighteen layers of hell after death.

"Niannian, I won't let you be sad anymore, I won't let you get hurt anymore."

Fu Xiao gently stroked her cheek and said in a deep voice: "I will love you well and love you forever!" ”

——

When Song Nian woke up, there was a waitress standing beside him.

"Miss Song, are you awake?"

Song Nian sat up, glanced at his clothes, and frowned.

"What's wrong with me?"

"You ate a piece of wine cake and fell asleep." The waiter spoke respectfully.

"Did you send me in?"

"No, it's our Mr. Fu!"

"Who?" Song Nian was stunned for a moment.

She remembered being carried in by a man, and she remembered that the man looked like a pervert at the school gate.

As soon as she was angry, she slapped him!

"Mr. Fu." The waiter said again: "Miss Song, the party will end soon." Mr. Song told you to wake up and go straight to the hall. ”

“…… Okay, thanks. ”

Song Nian lifted the quilt and got up, packed up and walked to the hall.

As soon as the reception ended, a group of people walked out of the inner hall.

In the midst of everyone, a tall man with handsome facial features was talking to Song Zhicheng with his head down, and the corners of his mouth were hooked with a shallow smile from time to time.

It's him!

Song Nian recognized it at a glance.

He is the president of the Fu Group?

However, she regarded him as a pervert and slapped him!

Finished!

Song Nian immediately hugged his schoolbag tightly and shrank into the corner, his brows furrowed.

If he finds out, will he be angry with his father?

She's really too impulsive!

Fu Xiao raised her gaze, her deep gaze looked not far away, deliberately avoiding her girl, and the corners of her mouth hooked.

"Mr. Fu, happy cooperation!"

Song Zhicheng stretched out his hand neither humbly nor arrogantly.

Fu Xiao lowered his eyes, and after a few seconds, he also stretched out his hand and symbolically shook it with Song Zhicheng: "My honor!" ”

Separated from Fu Xiao, Song Zhicheng walked to Song Nian's side and asked gently, "Does your head still hurt?" ”

Song Nian shook his head and glanced at Fu Xiao, who was talking to others, and felt unsteady: "Dad, is the cooperation going well?" ”

"Smooth, what's wrong?" Song Zhicheng held his daughter's hand and touched her face: "Why is your face so bad?" ”