pampered roses

【What are you doing?How could you be secretly photographed? 】

Tangli frowned, but didn't reply.

Fu Qingyang sent over there again.

【Where are you? 】

Tangli simply threw the phone aside, her palm-sized face was a little indifferent.

Not long after, the phone on the other side rang. Tangli thought it was Fu Qingyang and didn't plan to answer it, but she called again.

She frowned, picked up the phone, her eyes were stained with impatience, and when her eyes touched the caller, her expression froze for an instant.

——little uncle.

Tangli moved her fingertips, looked at the caller's note, her heart skipped a beat, and her voice was a little softer when she connected.

"Uncle..."

"Go downstairs."

Fu Zechen's tone over there was very light, with a bit of coldness in his voice.

Tangli tightened her hand holding the phone, and said softly, "Okay."

After hanging up the phone, Tangli looked up, and Xu Zhaozhao looked at her meaningfully, "Ah, little uncle~"

Tangli's cheeks became dry, and when she was about to say something, Xu Zhaozhao waved her hand: "It's okay, don't worry about me, eat and drink well, I need to stay at the door to say something tonight."

After Xu Zhaozhao finished speaking, he turned around and shared this matter with the dormitory group.

"..."

Tangli gently closed the door and left the dormitory, and quickly went downstairs.

She walked a little fast, her heartbeat was trembling in her chest, and the jade-faced Buddha pendant on her neck was also sticking to her skin, as if she felt her heartbeat through the bones and blood, beating again and again.

When she left, she didn't see Fu Zechen. She thought that everything that happened recently was just a dream, and she would have nothing to do with him in the future.

As soon as she arrived downstairs, Tangli saw Fu Zechen's car downstairs in the dormitory at a glance.

The car door was closed, and the window was lowered for a short distance. From Tangli's perspective, only the upper half of Fu Zechen's profile could be seen. The sharp, dark eyebrows and eyes were drawn together in the dim light, making it unreal .

Tangli took a steady breath and approached.

It seemed that he had sensed the movement long ago. As soon as she approached, the car window was lowered. Fu Zechen looked sideways at her. There was no emotion in his dark and deep eyes. He only raised his eyebrows and said indifferently, "Get in the car."

Tangli clutched the hem of her cheongsam, opened the back door, and sat next to Fu Zechen.

The temperature of the air conditioner in the car was not high, and Tangli shuddered as soon as she entered. Fu Zechen glanced at the driver, and the driver immediately understood to turn up the temperature.

Fu Zechen was dressed in a black suit, and the cold sandalwood scent on his body diffused in the carriage. The collar of his snow-white shirt was slightly loosened, and his sharp and delicate collarbone was a bit dazzling in the dim light.

His hands rested on the edge of the car window casually, exposing the cold white protruding wrist bones, and the black prayer beads lay quietly on it, and the slender finger bones were fiddling with the beads on it.

It was strangely quiet in the carriage, only the sound of beads colliding could be heard.

Tangli couldn't help turning her head to look at him.

Fu Zechen's eyebrows drooped slightly, his stern face was expressionless, his eyes were straight ahead, his thin lips were tightly pursed, and his aura was frighteningly cold.

Tangli lowered her eyes, feeling that something was wrong with Fu Zechen's mood, her small face tensed up, and she hesitated to speak,

"Uncle?"

Fu Zechen tilted his head, his expression was still cold and indifferent, but his eyes fell on her face, those dark eyes were very attractive, his eyebrows moved slightly, he stared at Tangli for two seconds, his eyes fell on her snow-white The jade-faced Buddha on the neck seems to be finally satisfied.

The sound of black beads fiddled stopped, and he leaned closer, staring at Tangli very closely, and let out a laugh from his chest, and spoke in a slightly cold tone:

"Xiao Luoshen is cruel enough, she left without saying a word."