The private rooms at night are not completely enclosed, because the weather is still neither hot nor cold, so the cubicles are very elegantly decorated, compared with other nightclubs, there is a unique flavor, and people from outside can see inside when passing by.

Fu Sichen just finished drinking with a group of brothers and passed by the corridor, in fact, the night here is the property under the name of the Fu family, so every time Su Qiao comes over, he can give a discount or free order, he passes by the corridor, and then it is a casual glance.

Then the whole person froze in place.

Pretty ~~~

How can Qiaoqiao be here???

The noble and elegant man walked over from not far away, and a faint mint smell emanated with the wind.

Every step was calm and powerful, and for a while, the people in room 666 were half drunk, and Fu Sichen's eyes fell on Su Qiao.

"Pretty guys, you, you... My husband is here! ”

I don't know who said it, and the crowd was in a commotion.

It has long been rumored that Mr. Fu is ruthless, fierce, and not close to women, but he never imagined that Mr. Fu and Su Qiao received the certificate, let alone appear in the private room here.

Fu Sichen looked at his little wife, the usual smart eyes were also misty at this time, like a pool of invisible spring water, which made people unable to see through, and his fair cheeks were slightly dyed red, fading away from his original spotless temperament, but adding some unstoppable feelings, and wanting to get closer to her.

He slowly walked to the place where Su Qiao was sitting. It wasn't until a men's blazer surrounded her small body that Su Qiao came back to her senses, she was stunned, her expression was dazed, she looked up, and bumped into a pair of gentle and smiling eyes.

"Qiaoqiao, I'll take you home". He whispered, and the breeze was blowing.

The people in the private room stared at the interaction between the two, and our ears were right? Did such gentle words come from the resolute Mr. Fu? Oh my God, the sun is coming out in the west, and the sky is going to be a little red rain.........

Mr. Fu is not close to women? So what are we pretty? Shemale?

After the personal certification of the melon-eating masses, Mr. Fu is definitely true love for Su Qiao.

Su Qiao first looked away, her head was a little dizzy, and she shook her head, only to see that the man in front of her was Fu Sichen.

"Fu Sichen, come on, come on, drink together, celebrate our happy wedding, cheers!" Su Qiao staggered with a wine glass and toasted to Fu Sichen.

Fu Sichen quickly snatched Su Qiao's wine glass and drank it all with his head held high.

"Qiaoqiao, you're drunk, let's not drink today, okay, let's go home first," he said softly.

Su Yihan, who was at the door of the private room, saw that his sister was drunk, and just wanted to take Princess Su Qiao home.

"Han, I'll take her back tonight, and you can talk to your uncle and aunt." Fu Sichen looked calm and stared at Su Qiao intently.

The people in the private room also walked away, and Fu Sichen's brothers also left the private room in a funny way, leaving the space for the two of them to be alone, and Song Jiayin, a large light bulb, was of course carried back by her eldest brother Song Yanxi.

Fu Sichen smiled helplessly and whispered to Su Qiao: "It's really an abrasive little goblin." His hands passed under Su Qiao's knees and hugged her horizontally, and Su Qiao naturally reached out and hooked his neck.

Fu Sichen gently carried Su Qiao to the back seat of the car, for fear of hurting her, and put her head on his thigh. Instructed the special assistant Qin Huai to drive back to the Crescent Bay villa area.

Qin Huai's heart: "Big BOOS, do you know that there is a single person like me in the car, am you embarrassed to show affection in front of a single dog, I'm too difficult"

Qin Huai, a senior special assistant, turned into a driver, not only to serve tea and pour water, but also to eat dog food, he said that life has nothing to love.

Maybe it's because the space in the car is too narrow, and Su Qiao, who is asleep, is not restless, her body is twisting around in the car, but it is Mr. Fu, the friction between the two fabrics, the atmosphere in the car suddenly becomes ambiguous, Fu Sichen's throat tightened, and he found that there was a sudden fire rising in his lower body, damn it, he actually reacted.

"Pretty and good, don't move, I'll be home soon" Fu Sichen comforted Su Qiao with a hoarse and sexy voice.

Fu Sichen was very aggrieved along the way, but he was helpless, so he could only go home to "train" his little wife well.

Mr. Fu really loves and hates his little wife.

Fu Sichen's current residence is the Crescent Bay villa area, rows of villas stand in the middle of the mountainside, the European retro architectural style, symbolizing the status of the villa owner, living here is generally not rich or noble or dignitary, and the rich may not be able to buy a house here.

It was pitch black until the door opened, and then the blinding lights came on.

She subconsciously blocked out the light with the back of her hand, observing her surroundings through the gaps between her fingers.

Unfamiliar room, cold tone, dark walls, like ...... Hotel suites?

Fu Sichen brought a glass of warm water when he came in from outside the door, and the temperature was just right.

"Pretty guys, how do you feel?"

The man's voice came from the side of his ear, and Su Qiao immediately turned his vigilant gaze on his face.

"Where am I?"

Hotel? No, there was no room opening at the hotel last night.

"Qiaoqiao, this is our home, you were drunk last night, I brought you back." He turned on the bedside lamp and turned off the large bright chandelier in the room.

Fu Sichen picked up the water and brought it to her chapped lips, "Pretty girl, drink the water first." ”

Su Qiao subconsciously took the water cup, feeling that she hadn't drunk water for several days, and she was really thirsty.

A glass of water bottomed out at once, and Su Qiao drank it in a big gulp, and her lips regained a bit of luster and blood.

A few drops of water landed on her lips, and she hooked them into her mouth.

Fu Sichen's gaze skimmed from her lips shallowly, borrowed the water cup from Su Qiao's hand, and clenched it tightly.

Looking at his delicate side face and deep voice, a gentle painting style is derived.

Although she and him are childhood sweethearts and have received a certificate, they have not yet adapted to that delicate relationship, and they are still in a hazy state in a sense.

She lowered her eyes and said in a low voice, "That Fu Sichen, thank you, I didn't trouble you, did I?" ”

Fu Sichen said teasingly, "Qiaoqiao, now my house is your home, regardless of each other, what are you polite to me" "Good, now I have to change my name to husband." ”

Su Qiao's face immediately turned as red as rotten tomatoes, and she glanced at Fu Sichen.

"I won't call you the beauty you want, I'm not convinced that you will beat me."