"I'll figure it out." Fu Tingshen said.

It was just a simple sentence, and the stone hanging in Shen Qingqiu's heart finally fell to the ground.

The sadness between her eyebrows and eyes disappeared a little, and she looked at him with a relaxed smile on her face, "Then there is a fiancé." ”

With that, she got up and was about to leave.

Fu Tingshen grabbed her wrist and pulled her hard, firmly encircling her in his arms.

He leaned over the woman's neck and took a deep breath, his cold voice mixed with a hint of hoarseness, which was particularly demagogic, "It's just that a sentence of hard work is too perfunctory." ”

As he spoke, his palm slid down her back and landed on her waist.

It was just a simple action, but it made Shen Qingqiu tremble lightly.

Her eyelashes fluttered in a panic, and there was a bit of caution in her eyes, "Then what do you want?" ”

The two are often together, and Shen Qingqiu can almost guess Fu Tingshen's careful thoughts.

On weekdays, she looks abstinent and cold, and every night she wants to tear her apart.

Recalling the sour feeling made her heart tremble.

Hearing this, Fu Tingshen's eyebrows were slightly raised, and the curvature of the corners of his mouth revealed a bit of Sven scum, "Listening to what you mean, it seems that no matter what I ask, you are willing to meet it?" ”

"You don't have to take an inch." Shen Qingqiu glared at him with some annoyance.

Fu Tingshen couldn't help but smile, "What's the arrangement for tomorrow?" ”

The topic jumped too fast, causing Shen Qingqiu's train of thought to be a little disconnected.

She thought for a moment, "There's nothing special about it. ”

The man stretched out his fingers to pin the broken hair on her sideburns behind her ear, held her cheek and kissed her lightly, "There's a dinner party tomorrow night, come with me?" ”

"Dinner?" Shen Qingqiu's eyes shone with excitement.

After she and Fu Tingshen confirmed their relationship, the two have not officially appeared in public.

It's not that they feel that each other can't be on the stage, but Fu Tingshen has always been low-key and doesn't like to participate in those banquets, otherwise everyone wouldn't describe Fu Tingshen as a dragon.

And Shen Qingqiu has never liked to associate with people and snakes, so the two missed many opportunities to attend together.

However, this time the banquet that Fu Tingshen could take the initiative to participate in was naturally not an ordinary banquet, which inevitably aroused the curiosity in Shen Qingqiu's heart.

Fu Tingshen seemed to see her thoughts, and explained softly, "The opening ceremony of the bidding meeting. ”

Hearing this, Shen Qingqiu's eyes flashed with a glimpse of clarity, "Since there is such an important banquet to attend tomorrow, then I will go back to my room to rest first and sleep beautifully." ”

When she got up to leave, Fu Tingshen pulled her into his arms again.

The man's arm that fell on her waist couldn't help but tighten a little, and when he bent her down and picked her up, a deep and magnetic voice sounded, "A moment of Spring Festival is worth a thousand gold, not a moment and a half." ”

Shen Qingqiu, "!! ”

The long night was long, and the beautiful spring light kicked off with a wheezing sound one after another.

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The next morning, when Shen Qingqiu woke up, he looked at the ceiling above his head with empty eyes.

There was a faint smell of extravagance in the air, as if to remind her of last night's crazy indulgence.

Because of Rong Lone's words, she felt distressed about Fu Tingshen, and she was too indulgent for a while, causing her to be shocked by Fu Tingshen's amazing physical strength again.

From the bedroom to the bathroom, from the cloakroom to the sofa, I tossed and turned again and again before I finally returned to bed.

Thinking about Fu Tingshen's physical strength last night, Shen Qingqiu's heart was afraid for a while.

Shen Qingqiu slowed down on the bed for a while, and slowly lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

Her feet were on the fluffy woolen carpet, her legs went limp, and she fell into the bed in embarrassment.

Oh my God, this is even more tiring than physical exertion!

"Awake?" The man's deep voice rang out in the doorway.

Shen Qingqiu turned over abruptly and sat up from the bed, and saw Fu Tingshen standing at the door dressed neatly.

The man was refreshed, and there was a sense of satisfaction between his eyebrows.

Seeing that Shen Qingqiu didn't speak, he stepped forward, "Why don't you sleep more?" ”

"I don't sleep." Shen Qingqiu replied weakly, but found that his voice was a little hoarse.

She was stunned for a moment, and her face suddenly sank.

It must have been caused by crying and begging for mercy last night.

Seeing the woman's puffing appearance, Fu Tingshen raised his hand and touched the bridge of his nose with some embarrassment.

Last night was a bit of a miscalculation.

But he didn't know what was wrong with him, all the self-control he was proud of was easily disintegrated in the face of her retreat.

The woman's soft hum was like a cat's coquettish voice, and her soft voice hooked his bad thoughts all the time.

Thinking of this, Fu Tingshen's Adam's apple rolled up and down, suppressed the restless lust and dark addiction under his eyes, squatted down to help her put on her shoes, and swore a promise, "Next time I will pay attention to proportion." ”

"Huh!" Shen Qingqiu sneered unceremoniously.

Now Fu Tingshen's credibility is basically zero with her.

Fu Tingshen, "......"

After the two of them were dressed neatly, Fu Ting put his arm around Shen Qingqiu's waist and helped her walk downstairs slowly.

In the restaurant, Shen Qingqiu was tired and had no appetite, like a bird eating, eating in small bites.

Fu Tingshen got up and came to her side, picked up the bowl of preserved egg and lean porridge in front of him, and fed it in small sips, "Take you to try on clothes in the afternoon?" ”

Shen Qingqiu raised his eyes and glanced at him, "Listen to your arrangement." ”

She just wanted to lie in bed and sleep comfortably now.

According to the original plan, Fu Tingshen would take Shen Qingqiu to the modeling room to choose clothes, but in her state, she had to bring the modeling team into the Tan Palace.

As the clock ticked by, it was six o'clock in the evening.

In front of the splendid Hilton Hotel, a number of luxury cars slowly arrived at the scene.

The ten-mile red carpet reveals a grand atmosphere everywhere, and strict security measures are set up around.

This auction will be different from the past, and it is said that all the forces in Haicheng are present, which is enough to see the significance of this bidding meeting.

After a while, Fu Tingshen's motorcade slowly drove to the front of the red carpet.

Jiang Mu opened the car door, got out of the car from the front row, walked quickly to the rear, and opened the back door.

I saw a pair of polished shiny handmade custom leather shoes falling to the ground, and looking up, I saw straight and slender legs wrapped in suit pants.

Fu Tingshen was wearing a black suit, the collar of the shirt was tightly tied, and the tie of the same color was faintly revealing a bit of low-key and restrained nobility.

The well-defined face is unusually handsome and eye-catching, attracting the people around him to stop and admire it frequently.

But he didn't seem to notice everyone's gaze, so he slowly straightened his cuffs and spread his palms to the carriage behind him.

A slender hand slowly stretched out and handed it to his palm, followed by a pair of nude high heels, and Shen Qingqiu leaned out in a silver fishtail bandeau dress.