Chapter 961

Gradually into the night, cool as water.

After everything was quiet, the neon lights were like lifeless dead objects. They flashed past the car window. Fu Qinyuan looked at the person beside her. She seemed to be in a trance.

Mottled light and shadow like water gurgle from her face winding past, land away from the bright.

When she turned her head, a small section of her back neck was exposed to the air. He thought of the white jade Buddha string on her father's desk

It's as smooth and delicate as her skin.

At this time, the car slowly stops. Jingxingyao suddenly returns to his senses. He looks up and sees the door number of Jingjia, subconsciously preparing to unfasten his seat belt.

Without warning, the finger touched the other hand.

Although she only touched the back of her hand, she could feel his hand was very hot. She was like a frightened little beast, and quickly withdrew her hand.

"Home."

Fu Qinyuan's eyes deepened a little and helped her unfasten her seat belt.

"Thank you."

"Are you free tomorrow?"

"Well?" Jing Xing Yao is sorting out a bag, listen to his words, finger tiny Dun, "what's the matter with you?"

When she said this, she regretted that he was not the person she had known before. Sure enough, he immediately said:

"Ask you out."

When the eyes touch, it's so quiet that you can hear each other's breath, just a glance

Beijing Star remote feel around like a fire suddenly jumped up, like a prairie fire, let people panic.

He leaned over and looked at her. "Can I ask you out?"

"Tomorrow... Will you call them or..."

"Just the two of us, will you?"

Jingxingyao feels that the temperature in the car is getting higher and higher.

It's like being in the dog days, stuffy and dry.

I don't know how long after that, he suddenly laughed and untied the car lock. "I'm tired of catching a plane today. I'll have a rest early. I'll wait for your call."

Jing Xingyao got out of the car, and when he got to the living room, he was still dizzy.

She didn't expect this to happen as soon as she met him on her first day back.

Originally, he had made enough preparations in his heart. Now, there is still water in the bottom of his heart, and he is in a mess. How can he be so direct now!

It's amazing

She thought wildly, entered the living room, ready to go upstairs, but heard a familiar voice behind her.

"Xingyao!"

She was so scared that her bags fell to the ground. When she turned around, she saw her father sitting in a corner with a foreign book in her hand.

Jing Hanchuan put the book aside and looked at her, "are you having a good time? Absent minded. "

"No, maybe I'm a little sleepy. Why haven't you slept yet?"

"Jet lag." Jing Hanchuan looked at her, "the brothers and sisters of Duan family sent you back?"

"Yes." Jingxingyao subconsciously didn't want his father to know that it was Fu Qinyuan who sent him back.

"I'm also worried that nono's going crazy. I don't care about you."

"Well..." she pointed upstairs, "I'll go upstairs first."

"Well."

Jing Hanchuan stares at her back and continues to read without thinking much.

Jingxingyao went back to the house to take a bath. Her heart was still in a mess. She wiped her hair and sat on the dresser, ready to put on some skin care products. Then she suddenly remembered that she had left her things in Fu Qinyuan's car.

She only carried a bag to go out, but this time she went out to see Fu Chen and other elders. She specially prepared some small gifts, which were handmade Peking Opera handicrafts, but she didn't finish distributing them. The gifts she prepared were limited, and the rest were for some colleagues in Liyuan.

It's not a valuable thing, but she made it little by little, and her heart is priceless.

She looked at her mobile phone. It was more than one o'clock in the morning. She began to wonder whether she wanted to ask him to take things back. But she was afraid of what he had just said.

If he didn't say something suddenly, how could she have forgotten it.

**

At this time, the capital of Yunjin

Jingxingyao just pushed the door to get off, someone has noticed that she left things, deliberately did not mention.

When he got home, he stewed soup in the kitchen as usual. Song Fengwan couldn't cook. To be exact, it was not delicious. Finally, he learned to cook some soup. It didn't need any skill. As long as the time was right, it would taste good.

He worked overtime at night without eating anything. He turned off the fire and filled some soup. When he went out, he saw more people in the living room.

"So late?" Fu Shen was wrapped in a long black shirt and leaned on the sofa. His eyes were smooth and smooth. When he looked at him, he was a little more fierce.

Fu Qinyuan bowed his head to drink soup and gave him only one look.

The meaning is clear

Why am I so busy so late? You don't count it in your heart.

"Complain to your mother? It's very capable. "

"Pay attention to the wording. It's not a complaint. It's a statement of fact."

Fu Chen rubbed the beads in his hand. What a statement. Good boy, you wait for me.

"Today your sixth uncle's family came back." It can't be concealed.

"Is it?"

"Take time to get some presents and go to Beijing for a walk. Your aunt said she missed you." Fu Chen is worried that his son will indulge in fishing again and lose his will in playing with things, but he can't lose his courtesy. The Beijing family has always been nice to him and should visit him.

Unexpectedly, he came directly and said, "I'm afraid I can't leave because I'm too busy with my work."

Fu Shen light Shen, hand dish a string son, wish can't put him also together dish.

This is a secret run on him.

"No matter how busy you are at work, there's always some Kung Fu to go to the Beijing family, but..." Fu Shen said lightly, "if you don't have enough ability, it's really stressful to work."

"I shouldn't ask you by my own standards."

"What do you say? The back wave pushes the front wave. I look at the back wave. In the end, there are only waves left..."

Fu Qinyuan's action of drinking soup is ceaseless. His father secretly poked him

It's stupid. It's embarrassing.

In a few words, they have stabbed each other several times.

Fu Qinyuan had finished his soup and turned to the kitchen to wash the dishes.

"I'll go to Beijing when I can." The tone seemed reluctant.

"Bring something. Don't be rude."

Fu Shen frowned. He used to like to run to Beijing. Now he heard that his family was back in Beijing, but he didn't know what to say? The child is really hot for three minutes about anything.

"I know."

Fu Chen then turned and entered the small study on the first floor.

Fu Qinyuan didn't hear the sound of going upstairs, but he heard the dull sound of closing the door.

Is this being kicked out of the bedroom?

This is to vent one's anger.

**

The following day

Fu Qinyuan still goes to work as usual, but Xiaoji obviously noticed that he has been watching his mobile phone. As an assistant, Xiaoji has to do some things well in advance, and can't just listen to the boss.

When he came back to his office, he also checked today's schedule. There was nothing particularly important. Who was he waiting for?

About three in the afternoon, his mobile phone vibrated.

Hello, I'm jingxingyao. I left something with you

Does Fu Qinyuan need to be so official?

After a few minutes, Fu Qinyuan called back.

Jing Xingyao didn't expect that he would call. He was surprised and took a breath, "hello --"

"I have it. How do you want to get it?"

"Are you in the company?"

"Well."

At this time, there was a knock on the door, and then Xiao Ji came over with a pile of documents. He looked at him on the phone, slightly sorry, and slowed down his voice.

Just now, he said that he would bring the documents over immediately. Fu Qin knew about it, so without waiting for his consent, Xiao Ji pushed the door in.

"I'll go. You can ask the assistant to bring me the things. It won't delay your work." Jingxingyao is a message specially sent during working hours.

Fu Qinyuan squinted at one side of the document, "I have no work in the afternoon."

Xiaoji's eyes are as round as a copper bell.

What lies the third young master is talking about!

Next month's things are mentioned above, how can we not work.

"No, no job?"

Jing Xingyao frowns. It's hard to find out that his information is wrong.

"In a hurry? I'll send it to you, or you can come and get it. "

"Don't worry, don't worry, or we'll meet another day..."

"I'm just going to see your house. Don't come out on such a hot day. I'll send it to you."

"No, I'll find you!" Jingxingyao blurts out!

If he comes here, his lies last night will be revealed, and his father's shrewdness will be the end of him.

Someone's low laughter came over the phone.

"Well, I'll wait for you."

Xiaoji stood on the side, with an expression of who I am and where I am.

Fu Qinyuan thought about it yesterday

If she doesn't take the initiative to find herself, he will call her today and send her things back in person.

No matter how bad it is, you can use the excuse of visiting uncle Liu.

In a word

There are thousands of reasons and ways to meet her.

Jing Xingyao is lying on the bed at this time, with a confused face. How can it become like this for no reason? It's totally different from what she thinks.