Chapter 306

The next morning

After receiving Fu Chen's call, Shifang bought some breakfast and sent it up. As soon as he entered the room, he saw that Fu Chen had just taken a bath and his quilt was slightly arched up. Song Feng must not have woken up in the evening.

He crept in and put the dumplings and soymilk on the table, "third master."

"Today you have a holiday with Qianjiang." He is sure to accompany song Fengwan all the time. Naturally, he doesn't need these two light bulbs.

Shifang nodded to withdraw.

Oh, my God——

Did you sleep together last night?

This exam has just ended. Is the third master such a beast?

Fu Shen sat by the bed, looking down at the people who were still wrapped in quilts and sleeping deeply, "late."

He yelled a few times, but Song Feng opened her eyes reluctantly in the evening. Her eyes were opposite, and her face turned red.

Think of last night, the palm is still like a fire.

It was too dark last night. She could not see Fu Shen's face clearly, but he leaned against his ear. She could remember the deep, intoxicated, low gasping sound and the hot sweat rolling from his burning skin

She wanted to peek at him. Fu Shen put his hand over her face.

"Late, late, don't look."

The burning palm covered her eyebrows and eyes, which made her eyes red and dry.

The hoarse voice made her soft.

She never knew

He can toss for so long.

She clearly remembers that once in a few minutes

Song Fengwan buried his head in the quilt and wished he could die in bed. He was too ashamed.

She was so funny last night that she really helped him. It was killing.

"Get up and eat." Fu Chen was satisfied.

Song Feng got up late and ran to the bathroom. After a few minutes, he opened the door and put his head out. "Third brother, do you have pajamas?"

Then someone handed her a shirt of his own.

Song Fengwan took the clothes and pondered for a long time, but she still put them on her body and covered her thighs. She had been sleeping all night wearing her skirt yesterday, but it was already wrinkled and could not be seen.

When she came out in her clothes, Fu Chen had already put the steamed stuffed bun and soya bean milk on the table. Yu Guang glanced at him, and his eyes were fixed on the long white legs.

It's so white.

As a matter of fact, Fu Chen's clothes are so generous that he doesn't show anything at all. Song Fengwan is really hungry when he sits on the sofa and lowers his head to eat.

"You come here, aunt Yun doesn't know?"

"Well." Song Fengwan dare not say so.

"How many days?"

"I have to go back tomorrow at the latest. I have to pack up my things and go to Nanjiang. Uncle Yan is in a hurry. They plan to take wedding photos, treat and drink in the summer vacation. When they send me to school in September, they will go out for honeymoon. Maybe they will go for more than half a month and come back on the national day."

Fu Chen picked up the straw, inserted it into the soy milk cup, and tried the temperature before it was sent to song Fengwan's mouth, "time is in a hurry."

"Yes, that's why I'm so anxious to go back." Song Feng late on the straw, drink two mouthfuls of soybean milk, "may be the summer vacation in Nanjiang time will be longer."

"Well."

Fu Chen really can't be dissatisfied with this matter. If they get married, Yan Wangchuan is his father-in-law. Their marriage depends on the relationship between the Fu family and the Qiao family. Their family must send people to attend the wedding banquet and prepare generous gifts.

"My mother is afraid that I will be bored. When the scores of college entrance examination come out, she plans to find me a driving school to learn how to drive. On such a hot day, I think I will die."

Song Fengwan still remembers that Qiao Xiyan's driver's license was also learned in the summer vacation of senior high school

It's as dry as coke.

She was black and thin. She used to play with her for two days. The coach was very fierce. He started hitting people. It was terrible.

"Come in autumn, the course is not nervous, you can test here." Fu Chen naturally did not want her to suffer. Learning to drive in summer was really hard.

"What if I don't get into the Beijing Academy of fine arts?" Song Feng whispered in the evening.

"I'll read with you." Fu Chen has thought about this. Four years of university is too long. He is not at ease.

I've been waiting for such a long time, and it's not easy for her to survive until she graduated from high school. How could it be possible for someone to dig a corner.

Song Fengwan had just finished eating two small bags. The mobile phone beside the table rang. Qiao Aiyun's phone rang. She wiped her hand and picked up the phone in a hurry. "Hello, Mom --"

The voice was sweet and sweet.

"When are you going home?"

"I'm going out with my friends today. Go back tomorrow."

"Where does your friend live? Is there anyone at home? It's not very nice of you to live in a family like this. " Qiao Aiyun never thought her clever and sensible daughter would lie.

"There is no one in her family, so I live by myself. I'll be with her for a few days."

Fu Shen smiles, which makes song Fengwan glare at him.

It's not because of him that I lied. It's funny.

"What do you eat? Why don't you bring your friend home for dinner? "

"No, we're going out. Hang up first."

Without waiting for her to speak, song Fengwan hung up her mobile phone. She was so flustered that her ears were red. It was really hard to tell a lie.

**

Because I caught a plane all night yesterday and stayed in Fu Chen's arms again. After chatting about it in the middle of the night, I didn't go to bed until about four o'clock. Song Feng couldn't hold it. After eating, he went to bed again. Fu Chen changed his clothes and began to deal with the work at hand.

In addition to Shifang's and Qianjiang's assistants, Fu Shen also has a team of secretaries. When he learns that Fu Shen is in the company, he naturally wants to send the documents.

"Third master." Fu Chen's secretaries are all men. They are all capable and responsible people.

"Just come out with me to meet a client." Fu Chen didn't know that Song Feng's party came suddenly. He had made an appointment to meet people, but it was not good to cancel it temporarily.

"Good."

"Tell the people outside that no one is allowed to come up today."

The Secretary nodded, but no one dared to come.

Fu Chen was afraid that Song Feng would wake up early in the evening, so he wrote a note and pressed it on the head of the bed. He went back and forth for about two hours, and the time would not be too long.

Usually, Fu Chen went out, and all the ten parties followed him. The secretary was afraid that he would not serve a certain master well.

It took only half an hour to meet the customer. Fu Chen went to the dry cleaner and washed a skirt

I scared the secretary.

The third master was carrying a bag all the way, but he was not allowed to touch it. As a result, he installed a skirt?

He has children of his own. It's a little girl's style. Third master, he

Then he followed Fu Chen to the women's clothing store. Someone was very quick. He chose a suit of clothes and paid to leave. He also bought sweets, biscuits and milk tea, which were all the favorite food of little girls.

He helped to carry things and was in a mixed mood.

When I think of Fu Chen's advice before going out, he is a secretary. He is naturally shrewd and is used to observing what he says. There are definitely people in the third master's lounge, and they spent the night together yesterday.

It seems that he suddenly broke some amazing secret, which made his face white.

The third master is famous for his purity of mind and lack of desire. Has he got the company?

On the way back, Fu Shen looked at the Secretary driving, "do you know what I've been doing today?"

"Just meet the customer."

"Others..."

"Nothing else." His lips trembled.

Fu Chen looked out of the window and didn't speak any more.

The Secretary General breathed a sigh of relief that his job was saved.

**

This side of Yuncheng

Qiao Aiyun and song Fengwan make a phone call and plan to go out.

Today, she and Yan Wangchuan are going to get a license. After the college entrance examination, it happens to be a weekend. They can only wait one more day. After breakfast, they go to the Civil Affairs Bureau.

I didn't deliberately choose the day. I didn't expect that there were many people queuing outside.

Along the way, Yan Wangchuan seemed very calm and silent as usual. When he arrived at the Civil Affairs Bureau, his expression changed instantly.

The expression is scarce. Now it can be described as cold, harsh and shabby. It is not only expressionless, but also frightening.

Qiao Aiyun is famous in Yuncheng, and young people like to watch news. Many people recognize them, but the man's expression is too scary.

I don't know. I thought it was Qiao Aiyun who forced his marriage with a knife rest around his neck.

"Don't be so stiff. You're frightening when you come to get the certificate today." Joe Ayun touched his arm.

"I can't laugh." Yan Wangchuan's breath is deep and heavy.

"Then don't always keep a straight face?"

"Nervous."

As he spoke, he held Qiao Aiyun's hand tightly. The palms of his hands were full of hot sweat. It was not easy for him to sweat so much in June.

Qiao Aiyun saw that the corners of his mouth were dry and asked him to drink water in the morning. He would not like to take photos later.

She pulled out her hand and wanted to buy him a bottle of water. Yan Wangchuan grabbed her arm and said, "are you going to escape marriage?"

Qiao Aiyun can't laugh or cry. "I'll buy you a bottle of water. You're in line here. Don't go."

Yan Wangchuan stares at her disappearing figure, with a bit of gnashing teeth.

The process of obtaining the license is not slow, but when filling in the form, the staff also asked several times, "are you really here to obtain the license? This is the marriage registry. "

"I'm really here to get the certificate." Qiao Aiyun is speechless.

This person has a straight face. People who don't know think they are here for divorce.

When taking pictures, it's even more embarrassing.

"Can this gentleman be a little more natural? You don't have to stretch all the time. It doesn't look good. " Photographers have seen countless new people, and some are nervous, but it's the first time for a stiff man of their age to meet.

"Why don't you smile." After all, photos should be pasted on the marriage certificate for a lifetime.

Qiao Aiyun can clearly feel someone's hand on his side, hot is sweat.

"Master sorry, she..." Qiao Aiyun coughed twice, "can't smile."

"That's closer." Photographers have no choice but to meet such people.

In the end, Qiao Aiyun got by.

"Lady, the husband you are looking for is a bit wooden." The photographer chuckled, "how can you take the initiative, not tired with him?"

Qiao Aiyun smiles and doesn't speak.

Someone is very active in something.

When they got the certificate, Yan Wangchuan began to call and tell the world that he had sent a notice to his mother, to Qiao Wangbei and even to his secretary at the head office.

Today is a big day for my boss, and the afternoon is off

The employees of Yan's company naturally pay attention to Yan Wangchuan's gossip. They all know what happened to him and Qiao Aiyun. As soon as they say that their boss is very happy, they immediately think that they may have obtained the certificate. If they do wine, they must know.

They don't care what kind of wife the boss takes.

As long as the boss doesn't come to the company to scare people, it's better than anything. Now there are holidays?

It's a celebration.

Then Yan Wangchuan received many blessing messages from the company's top management.

[congratulations to President Yan, congratulations on your wedding]

Happy wedding to President Yan

I wish you and your wife a long life together

……

Someone is satisfied in an instant. He thinks he can adjust the company's year-end bonus.

**

Song Fengwan was still sleeping, but her mobile phone vibrated before she was woken up. She felt out her mobile phone from under her pillow, and Qiao Aiyun sent her a message, saying that she had already obtained the license, and urging her not to stay at her friend's house for too long and to go home early.

She caught a glimpse of the note at the head of the bed and got out of bed with a huff. Her legs were not wearing anything. She went to the wardrobe and turned over the heavy trousers, rolled up the edge and put them loosely on her body.

All his clothes had a slight smell of sandalwood, warm and calm.

The note said that she was going to meet a customer, and she couldn't call and send a message to disturb him. She wanted to wash and dry the clothes a little, but the clothes were gone, so she had to amuse herself.

Fu Chen has now arrived at the company, "... You wait for me at the door, take the approved documents down and distribute them to all departments."

"Good." The Secretary followed and followed.

When Fu Chen pushed the door in, song Fengwan was sitting cross legged on the sofa playing Xiaole.

Four eyes opposite

When Fu Chengang plans to turn around and let his secretary go, song Fengwan already pours at him with a smile.

"Third brother!"

Song Fengwan almost jumped on him and hooked his neck for a moment. Fu Shen subconsciously held her leg.

The posture is ambiguous and evil.

The Secretary behind him was so scared that he was in a mess in the wind