Chapter 642: Director, I Can (22)

Fuyue looked at him very uncomfortable in his neck, twisted her eyebrows, she patted the position next to her, and said with a pout: "What are you standing for?" Sit down. ”

Fu Nianyuan looked at the position beside her, and after raising his eyebrows to look at her, he sat on the small sofa behind him.

Although she was very dissatisfied that he was so far away from her, after seeing him sit down, Fuyue smirked, and she moved to his side with great effort, seeing that her body was unstable and about to fall.

Fu Nianyuan hurriedly stepped forward to support her shoulder, but Fuyue took the opportunity to put her head on his neck.

The warm breath hit the hem of the garment, and it itched strangely.

He stiffened and wanted to push her away, but Fuyue rubbed again, very aggrieved: "You don't praise me today, why?" ”

She looked at him with misty eyes.

Fu Nianyuan's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he didn't look at her at the side.

"There's not so much why, it's just that you're so good that I can't praise you in words."

Sure enough, Fuyue was satisfied with what he said, and the smile on his face became even more genuine.

But he couldn't come out of his arms, and even opened his arms too much to beg for a hug.

Fu Nianyuan didn't move, his eyes stared at her deeply, and for some reason, a ridiculous feeling rose in his heart at this time.

"Do you like me?" He hesitated.

Fuyue was stunned for a few seconds when she heard him say this, and suddenly looked at him with a frown.

After staring at him for three seconds, she nodded and shook her head.

Hiccuped: "I want you to praise me ......"

Fu Nianyuan: ......

Sighing, he patiently picked her up from the couch, walked calmly towards her room, and laid her on the bed.

However, the drunken floating moon was not restless, struggling to say that it was uncomfortable, and insisted on taking off his clothes.

In the end, Fu Nianyuan's face turned red and ran out of her room in embarrassment.

As for a certain little woman, she had no idea what she had done after being drunk, and even slept very soundly in bed.

Xiao Lu took dinner to the boss's room, and was wondering where the others had gone.

As a result, the door at the entrance was suddenly unscrewed.

He subconsciously looked over and happened to see the boss with a flushed face that was not normal no matter how he looked at it.

Xiao Lu was silent for two seconds and asked honestly, "Boss, do you have a fever?" ”

Fu Nianyuan glanced indifferently at the path standing in the living room, "Why are you still here?" ”

A path with a question mark: ???

Why am I here?

……

Fuyue woke up at noon the next day, and was woken up by the ringing of the phone.

The day after the hangover, my head hurt and died.

Rubbing her temples, Fuyue picked up the call from Su Shen.

"Big brother?"

"Where are you? The driver sent by the eldest brother to pick you up said that he couldn't get through to your phone. ”

Fuyue was stunned and checked the address book, and there were indeed more than a dozen missed calls.

"I didn't hear it just now, why did you find someone to pick me up so early." Yawning, Fuyue noticed her clothes, and she didn't know when she changed into black thin silk pajamas.

Staring at the clothes on her body for a while, Fuyue fell into deep thought.

"Hello? Missing? Missing? Hey, why is there no one? Su Shen looked at his phone and patted it, could it be that the signal over there is unstable?

Fuyue came back to her senses, just when she heard Su Shen calling herself, she hurriedly responded: "Okay, I know, I'll pack my things and go downstairs now." ”

Grabbing her fluffy head, she thought helplessly.

I wanted to make a cake for a man again, but it seems that it can't be done.