pampered roses

Fu Zechen frowned, turned around and went to the store to get a few boxes of medicine from the shelf, and after paying for Tangli, he didn't give Tangli a chance to react, and walked out with the person in his arms.

Tangli frowned, subconsciously placed her hands on Fu Zechen's chest, and she stopped the scream that was about to come out in time.

Fu Zechen held Tangli all the way to the steps outside before putting her down. Tangli immediately wanted to put a distance between the two of them, but he stopped him: "Don't move."

There was no emotion in Fu Zechen's voice, and the aggravated tone carried a bit of undeniable toughness.

Tangli paused for breath, a touch of resistance appeared on her palm-sized face, her brows frowned, and her tone became a little lighter.

"Mr. Fu, what are you going to do?"

In the next second, Tangli froze with a blank expression on her face.

Fu Zechen stretched out a hand and grabbed Tangli's ankle.

The slightly cool touch is particularly noticeable on the ankles, which may be the reason for holding the pen all year round. Fu Zechen has a thin layer of calluses on his hands, and Tangli's skin is delicate, and his hands are clasped on it, which is hard to ignore.

Tangli was taken aback when she realized it, and immediately retracted her feet.

"do not move."

Fu Zechen lowered his voice and looked up at Tangli. There was no emotion in his ink-like eyes, and he couldn't see to the bottom at a glance.

Tangli stopped moving backwards, one foot was held in Fu Zechen's hand, the two of them looked into each other, Tangli was the first to look away, and muttered, "Let me go."

"Do you still want your feet?"

Fu Zechen opened his mouth lightly, with a flat face. After saying this, he lowered his head, his eyes fell on Tangli's feet, he moved his fingers, and rubbed Tangli lightly and vigorously.

Fu Zechen's fingers were slender and well-defined. When the rough touch on the pads touched Tangli's delicate skin, she shuddered.

Tangli's body tightened, her smooth calf line tightened, and Fu Zechen's delicate ankle was held in her hand. It was clear that his hand was slightly cold, but Tangli felt that the place where she was held was a little hot, and her whole body felt cold. People are uncomfortable.

The light from the convenience store behind cast a light on the ground, and Fu Zechen's face was illuminated, allowing Tangli to see his expression clearly.

With a cold and sharp face, downcast eyes, only half of the Adam's apple hidden under the neckline, a clear and tight jaw line, curled eyelashes cast a shadow under the eyes, the whole temperament is cool and light, but There is another tinge of abstinence.

The surrounding air seemed to be a little thinner, Tangli's breath paused, and it couldn't be lighter. The sensations all over her body were concentrated on her legs, her face was hot, and there was a burst of heat from her ears.

Tangli pursed her lips, turned her eyes away and did not speak again.

After rubbing his feet, Fu Zechen withdrew his hand, looked up at Tangli, his Adam's apple rolled, and said lightly, "Explain, explain?"

Tangli: "?"

Tangli lowered her eyes and pursed the corners of her lips: "Explain what?"

The corners of Fu Zechen's mouth curled up, and he said without a smile: "Not going home at night?"

"Mr. Fu?" Tangli's eyes darkened, she raised her eyes to look at Fu Zechen, her voice was quiet, her face was calm, and she said lightly: "You are not really my little uncle."

"I have no relationship with you in any blood or social sense."

Tangli spoke calmly, and her expression didn't change much.

Fu Zechen was stunned. It was the first time he saw Tangli like this, and he couldn't react.

Tangli got up, stroked the cheongsam on her body, came down from the steps, and looked at Fu Zechen: "Thank you, Mr. Fu."

After the words fell, she turned around and went upstairs to the clubhouse.

Fu Zechen didn't stop her, but watched the little girl's slender back disappear into the elevator entrance, with a little interest in his eyes.

interesting,

When did he provoke the little girl again?

Still have a big temper?

Fu Zechen frowned, and began to think about what he had done before,

There should be none.

Didn't you already coax him with sunflowers that time in the Twilight Club?