The sound of water in the bathroom drowned out Song Qingyu's fair and slender body, and she stood under the shower and thought about Ruan Mingshen's mouth. ”

The climate in country M is colder than in China, Song Qingyu came out of the bathroom wrapped in a heavy bathrobe, and only after the heating was turned on did she feel less cold.

The TV was playing the latest financial facts, and she got bored after watching it for a while, so she fell asleep on the bed.

With SY's financing, basically this listing is risk-free, and it is quite smooth. So Song Qingyu rarely had a good night's sleep.

It wasn't until nine o'clock the next morning that she woke up from her sleep.

But she didn't expect to open the door and see Fu Wenzhou and a cat.

The man was thinly dressed, his hair was messy, his eyes were black, his chin was stubble, and he looked thinner.

Seeing Song Qingyu, his eyes were sour, and he sent the porridge in his arms over, and his movements were a little cautious.

In a hoarse voice: "Porridge misses you." ”

Song Qingyu's heart shrank suddenly, and somewhere it seemed to have been hit by something soft.

The soreness is unbearable.

His eyes were low and his voice trembled slightly: "Are you a fool?" ”

Fu Wenzhou's thick eyebrows were raised upward, his eye sockets were deep, the tails of his eyes were narrow and long, and under the long slightly curled eyelashes, there was a deep longing for the bone marrow: "Why are you avoiding me." ”

The tail note is long, and it sounds unwilling and aggrieved.

I haven't seen her for a month.

For a whole month.

He thought she was going crazy.

It's not that I haven't been angry with her ruthlessness.

At this moment, I can see that at this moment, those resentment, anger, and anger are gone, and only a thick sense of longing remains.

He just wanted to hold her, kiss her, and breathe in the smell of her.

Song Qingyu was silent for a moment and pulled the person into the door.

The porridge jumped to the ground, and it was extremely sleepy from the journey, so it climbed into the soft sofa and closed its eyes.

Fu Wenzhou stared at her without blinking, obsessed with an answer.

Song Qingyu unconsciously lowered her voice, and she didn't know why she was explaining: "I've been busy with the company's listing during this time, and I haven't avoided you." ”

"You're lying." Fu Wenzhou's dark acting skills choked her: "You didn't hide from me, why didn't you reply to WeChat and don't answer your calls." ”

Song Qingyu's lips pursed slightly, not wanting to tell the real reason, but obviously not telling the truth, the man would not let her go easily.

"Because you don't believe me."

Fu Wenzhou looked inexplicable: "When did I stop believing you?" ”

Song Qingyu briefly talked about the events of that day.

Fu Wenzhou leaned down, his breath fluttered, and his voice trembled: "So you care about me, right?" ”

Song Qingyu turned his face sideways: "Don't get me wrong, I just think that since you don't believe me, then I don't need to have any more intersections with you." ”

Fu Wenzhou snorted: "Hard mouth." ”

Song Qingyu: ......

She didn't have a hard mouth!

Fu Wenzhou was in a good mood for no reason, and walked around the room: "Others will care about what you do, but I won't, no matter what you look like, it's my pomelo." ”

Seeing that there was only one bed, he was very satisfied.

Song Qingyu didn't know what he was saying in his heart, but he felt that what he said was really easy to make people think about it, so he ignored him.

It was a suite, the desk was in the room, and she walked over to a chair and sat down to turn on the computer.

There are a lot of documents to be submitted these days, and if it goes well, I will be able to return to China the night after tomorrow. In a foreign country, the moon is always rounder.

Porridge stretched her waist, meowed a few times, walked from the sofa and walked to Song Qingyu's feet, rubbing her white jade-like instep.

Song Qingyu reached out and scratched its chin, and then took care of the work.

Clicking on the email and receiving several receipts, all of them were messages that the application was approved, she looked at them one by one, her brows stretched, and her fair face was moisturized like pink, and she was even more beautiful like a fairy.

Fu Wenzhou looked at her distracted, silently drove away the little kitten who didn't know how to eat, and squatted next to Song Qingyu.

The big man of nearly 1.9 meters, slender and upright when standing, squatted down at first glance, and was more eye-catching than Song Qingyu who was sitting. It's hard for Song Qingyu not to notice him: "There's a sofa there." ”

Fu Wenzhou's eyes were gloomy: "Grapefruit." ”

"Huh?"

Song Qingyu's white fingertips tapped back and forth on the keyboard, and he responded casually.

Fu Wenzhou: "You didn't drive me away this time. ”

His voice is naturally lazy and low, it is a very sexy tone, and it will make people's bones tingle when it enters the ears, and Song Qingyu is also a voice control sometimes.

She rubbed her earlobes uncomfortably, and her beautiful eyes rolled slightly: "So? ”

There is a seven-hour time difference between country M and China, and Fu Wenzhou arrived here early in the morning, which is equivalent to setting off overnight in China, even if Song Qingyu is hard-hearted, he can't blow people away with a cold face.

Fu Wenzhou's tone was a little proud and happy: "You can't bear to drive me away now, do you like me?" ”

Song Qingyu's heart throbbed, and her earlobes were dyed a little pink, but fortunately, her hand was there, and others couldn't see it.

She pretended to be calm and looked at the computer, and her voice was cold: "The door is there, if you want to leave like this, I won't stop you." ”

Fu Wenzhou didn't care, he held her thin ankle with a weak palm, and his brows twisted: "Why did you lose so much weight?" ”

Song Qingyu didn't notice it herself, and said indifferently: "Maybe I've eaten less recently." ”

She didn't care, but Fu Wenzhou had a look like the sky was falling, his face was dark and ugly, and he even began to trouble Song Chang: "How does Uncle Chang take care of you, why can't he even look down on the trivial matter of your meal." ”

"I don't want to eat, can he still put it in my mouth."

Song Qingyu kept checking the receipt documents, and each one had to make sure that there was no problem, and he didn't have time to deal with his bad temper.

Fu Wenzhou immediately made a phone call and asked someone to send a bunch of light food, guessing that she probably hadn't eaten well at all this month, and suddenly got caught in the meat for fear that her stomach would be uncomfortable, so she specially told her to reduce oil and salt.

Waiting for the food to be delivered, Song Qingyu was a little surprised: "Where did you get so much Chinese food?" ”

Fu Wenzhou told her to leave it alone, and forced her to eat those meals.

Song Qingyu didn't have much appetite, so he only tasted a few bites of each serving, and the rest was swept away by Fu Wenzhou.

After the meal, Song Qingyu insisted on transferring the money for this meal to Fu Wenzhou, which made people unhappy again.

Song Qingyu didn't know why he was angry again.

She doesn't want to owe him, is that hard to understand?

The bell rang suddenly, Song Qingyu answered the phone, immediately packed up the paper documents on the table, and hurriedly walked out, she was only wearing a thin dress, only a few degrees outside, so there was a high probability that she would be cold when she went out.

Fu Wenzhou strode after him and grabbed the person, with a calm face: "Why are you in a hurry." ”

"I'm in a hurry." Song Qingyu said.

Fu Wenzhou took off the cashmere cardigan on the shelf and carefully helped her put it on, and only after confirming that the button was buttoned to the top did his expression loosen: "The lime will be on the market smoothly, you don't have to rush so much." ”

Song Qingyu was stunned when she heard this, although she didn't intend to hide it from him, but she never showed up from the establishment of Lime to the listing, and the only few handovers were also carried out secretly, how could he know about things that even the Song family couldn't find out?

But after thinking about it, there seems to be nothing about her that Fu Wenzhou doesn't know, and Song Qingyu doesn't feel anything, and she doesn't realize that she has already set Fu Wenzhou in her own territory.