Luo Nanchu stayed upstairs alone for a whole afternoon and didn't go downstairs.

When the sky was getting dark, Fu Tingyuan glanced at the time, looked up at the servant and said, "Go and call her down." ”

The servant nodded and went upstairs.

Five minutes later, she came back to Fu Tingyuan with a bitter face and said, "Mr. Fu, Miss Luo said that she wanted to sleep and refused to come down." ”

Fu Tingyuan nodded, sat up from the sofa, and walked upstairs.

Downstairs, several servants looked at each other.

The relationship between Luo Nanchu and Fu Tingyuan is very strange to them.

Bondage is not like bondage, and lovers are not like lovers.

And today, it was the only time they quarreled in front of them.

The master is unhappy, and it is also very troublesome for their subordinates.

They want them to reconcile as soon as possible.

*

Fu Tingyuan pushed open the door and saw Luo Nanchu lying on the bed.

She wasn't sleeping, she was sitting on the bed playing with the computer.

When I saw him come in, I didn't even lift my eyelids.

He stood in the doorway and said indifferently: "Get up." ”

Luo Nanchu didn't seem to hear it.

Fu Tingyuan walked over and took her notebook.

Luo Nanchu frowned, raised his head and looked at him with annoyance: "You won't let me go out, can't I play on the computer?" ”

Fu Tingyuan stood on the side of the bed, glanced at her dress, raised his hand and gently stroked the skin on the back of her neck, which was the kiss mark he left last night, and his voice was light: "Go change your clothes, and I'll take you out at night." ”

"Where are you going?"

Fu Tingyuan withdrew his hand, "Put on your pants." ”

Luo Nanchu looked at his cool look, pursed his lips, got up from the bed, opened the wardrobe and turned out short sleeves and jeans, and went into the bathroom to change his skirt.

When he came out, Fu Tingyuan looked at her outfit and seemed to be satisfied, then took her hand and led her downstairs.

*

Fu Tingyuan drove the car.

Luo Nanchu looked out the window and found that the car was not driving towards the city.

She looked out the window with her chin puffed, and asked lightly, "Is Mr. Fu going to the racing track?" ”

When Fu Tingyuan heard this, he turned his head and glanced at her.

In the passenger seat, Luo Nanchu looked out the window, with a faint smile on his face: "This road, I miss it a lot." ”

Fu Tingyuan's last car was indeed parked at the racing track.

The racing track landed on the top of a mountain, and it was covered by the famous children of Tongcheng all the year round, and ordinary people could not enter.

It was dark outside, but the lights in the racing track were like daylight, and as soon as Fu Tingyuan entered, a young man came over and greeted them with a smile: "Mr. Fu, you are finally here." ”

Fu Tingyuan nodded, "I'm late." ”

"Why, just right." The young man led them in, "I'm glad you're here." ”

Luo Nanchu raised his head and looked inside.

There is a dizzying array of luxury sports cars parked on the track. The Ferrari 458 with its attractive shape, the retro STR8392, the luxurious AMGGT, the racing veterans ZR1, WRSSTI, RX-7 ...... Each one is enough to make a car lover scream.

Luo Nanchu hugged his arm, raised his head and looked at Fu Tingyuan and smiled: "Nan Junior, do you have a chance to appreciate the heroic appearance of Mr. Fu's racing car?" ”

The man who led them in front looked back and smiled, "Mr. Fu came to see us playing." He doesn't play this. ”

Luo Nanchu smiled lightly: "That's a pity." I've heard that the accident rate of racing cars is quite large. ”

The man in front of him was stunned and almost choked, Fu Tingyuan glanced at her and didn't say anything.