“……”

“……”

The air was suddenly quiet.

Fu Jingchen was silent, and Chen Jianshan on the side was even more confused.

Good guy, you are the girlfriend of the president of the Fu family, who is worth tens of billions, and you have a balance of hundreds of millions on any card.

Come to the bar to drink, and you have to pack up the unfinished drink?

Or is it in this drunken mess?

What has to be cut into this-

However, what puzzled him even more was that Fu Jingchen made a move, and ordered with an expressionless face: "Pack up the wine." ”

“... Okay, Mr. Fu, I'll go. ”

Forget it, this is probably the taste of rich people.

Chen Lian took the packaged wine, came over and opened the door eagerly, and couldn't stop bending down to apologize.

Fu Jingchen ignored it, took Lin Xi off his body, put him in the co-pilot's seat, and then sat back in the car.

Although Shi Qian's body has a very poor amount of wine, fortunately, Lin Xi's own wine is good.

Even if you are drunk, you don't make any noise, and you quietly lean your head against the window.

When Fu Jingchen leaned over to fasten Lin Xi's seat belt, his fingertips touched her skin, only to find that she was very cold.

"Fu Jingchen, I'm cold ......"

Hearing Lin Xi speak, Fu Jingchen raised his eyes and saw that her eyes were closed, her hands were huddled in a ball with her arms in her hands, and her whole person was trembling slightly.

The temperature outside was only seven or eight degrees, and she didn't even wear a coat when she went out. Such a thin sweater can be pierced by the wind.

Fu Jingchen frowned, took off his suit and covered Lin Xi's body.

Lin Xi snorted and pulled up again, as if curled up in his clothes with great relief.

It was already half an hour later when I got back to the apartment.

Fu Jingchen rarely went up to the second floor, and he never came up after Lin Xi moved in.

He carried Lin Xi into the bedroom, the room was very clean, and even the quilt on the bed was neatly folded.

The whole room is filled with a nice smell of light sandalwood.

Fu Jingchen took off Lin Xi's shoes, put her on the bed, and raised his eyes to see a wooden drawing board on the bedside table.

When I picked it up, there were a lot of colored pencil drawings with various clothes and skirts on the drawing board, which seemed to be drawn by Shi Qian.

He was a little surprised, because Shi Qian's major was finance, but he didn't expect her to be very talented in painting and design.

However, when Fu Jingchen turned to the last page, he was stunned.

Because the last picture is not about clothes, it's about him.

Unlike his previous scribbled sketches, this one depicts him while he is asleep, and each stroke seems to be carefully drawn and polished.

I can't help but look a little complicated.

Fu Jingchen looked at Lin Xi on the bed.

Her long, thick black hair was scattered, her fair cheeks were faintly crimson from drunkenness, and her eyelashes trembled slightly with her breathing.

Closed his eyes and fell asleep, looking not so similar to Gu Zhiqui, a little more childlike.

Initially, Fu Jingchen would think of Gu Zhiqui as soon as he saw this face. However, after getting along in the past few days, this impression is slowly weakening.

In addition to their appearance, Lin Xi and Gu Zhiqui have completely different personalities.

He even felt that Lin Xi was more elusive than Gu Zhiquinoa.

said that she loves money, works to make money, and talks about it every day, goes to the hospital and asks him for reimbursement of medical expenses, and packs it if she doesn't finish drinking.

But she transferred back all the money he gave so simply.

said that she was dog-legged, and every day Mr. Fu always pleased. In order to let him sleep well, he can stay on the ground all night, give him a blow hair massage, some aromatherapy, and get up early to boil porridge for a few hours for him to drink.

But she dared to bite him viciously in the bar and call him a bastard.

Sometimes he is stupid and clumsy, he can fall down when he enters a bathroom, and he can make up for a nosebleed with his bare body, and the food he makes is comparable to a biological weapon.

Sometimes he is smart and brave, boldly shows his affection at the dinner, and replies Jiang Coco in the company with a word, and will not hesitate to stand in front of his roommate if he is in danger.

Fu Jingchen didn't know why he went to the bar tonight.

Maybe it's because I'm used to listening to her noisy in my ears these days.

Just now I was alone in a huge apartment, and I felt a little too quiet.