Dressed as the villain's cannon fodder daughter

Fu Siming looked down at the folder she pushed over, what was it?

He looked up and asked, "What is this?"

"Fu Group."

Fu Siming frowned and looked up at her.

Lu Qianxun's cold pupils were bright, but indifferent to the point of being devoid of any emotion.

"Why give it to me, it's already in your pocket."

"I guess you'll like it."

Her cherry lips parted lightly, every word seemed to be laced with honey, constantly tempting him.

Fu Siming looked at her, a slight smile appeared on his lips, and his voice was low and magnetic: "Really? You know me so well?"

Hearing this, the corners of Chen Zhen's mouth twitched behind Lu Qianxun.

This guy--

Lu Qianxun's bright eyes trembled slightly, why did he seem to have heard this sentence before?

Lu Qianxun hurriedly said, "It's not—"

The dumpling yelled, "Meow~"

"is it?"

The man's fine black hair had an icy color under the light, and his pupils were extremely dark and dark.

Lu Qianxun raised his hand and rubbed his forehead, this guy actually saw through her thoughts...

Fu Siming pushed the document back to Lu Qianxun.

Lu Qianxun looked at the document that was pushed back, paused, frowned, and looked at him with a hint of puzzlement in his eyes.

he does not want?

"Why don't you want what I gave you?"

Fu Siming still planned to ask again, when she was awake.

"Lu Qianxun, I want to know why you gave it to me?"

Lu Qianxun didn't know how to answer him, should he return the favor?

Will it insult him?

After all, the Fu family took it when it was dilapidated.

Standing behind him, Chen Zhen was worried for Lu Qianxun, miss, you should hurry up and return the favor with what you said last time...

Looking at her who was silent, Fu Siming's deep eyes sank, and a vicissitudes of life appeared on his lips.

Lu Qianxun pushed the document in front of him again, and said forcefully, "Don't worry about it, I'll give it to you, you have to—"

Chen Zhen: Miss, why don't you say return the favor...

Fu Siming let out a low laugh helplessly.

Standing behind Fu Siming, Wu Mo and Shiqi frowned slightly.

Especially Seventeen, it was the first time he saw someone talking to the young master like this, and the young master was not angry.

"Fu Siming, Mr. Bai from the Bai Group came to me today."

Hearing this, Fu Siming's eyes flashed coldly, and a hint of ruthlessness and coldness emerged.

Fu Siming said softly, "What did she ask you for?"

Lu Qianxun intervened and said quietly, "Isn't it because of you—"

"because I?"

"He came to sue, you seriously injured his son, and he is still lying in the ICU of the hospital."

Chen Zhen was taken aback, did he vent his anger on Miss?

Fu Siming asked: "Why did you come to complain to you?"

"It's not because she thought you were venting for me."

Lu Qianxun put his hands on the table and looked at him, with a determined light in his cold starry eyes.

"Actually, it's not right, that guy actually provoked you..."

The figures behind Lu Qianxun froze, the young lady was talking about something.

Chen Zhen sighed inwardly, Miss, can you stop being so naive...

The guy on the opposite side is not pure in your thinking!

He wants to swallow you up, miss! ! !

Chen Zhen looked at the way Fu Siming looked at his young lady, filled with lust, like a hungry wolf staring at its prey.

When Fu Siming heard what she said, he was angry and funny.

Silly goose!

Fu Siming said lightly, "Yes, he has offended me."

Suddenly, Lu Qianxun's eyes seemed to be covered with thousands of stars, and then a gorgeous smile was drawn on the corner of his lips.

"I'll just say it."

Fu Siming rubbed the center of his eyebrows helplessly, and a low-pitched smile overflowed from his throat.

Chen Zhen Zuo'an and others: "..."

Especially Lu Qi's face was dark, the lady couldn't see the evil thoughts of the man in front of her.

Miss is too naive.

……

Then Lu Qianxun went to the bathroom halfway, and she ran into a man around the corner.

She raised her head politely and reservedly, "I'm sorry, sir."

The man's deep and hoarse voice sounded extremely gentle, "It's okay."

Hearing this, Lu Qianxun frowned, as if he had heard the voice somewhere before.

The man didn't stop and walked straight forward. Lu Qianxun only saw his trembling back...

Lu Qianxun's cherry lips parted slightly: "Strange guy..."

The man stepped aside, his fingers tightened quietly.

After a while, he suddenly looked back, and the figure of the girl reflected in his pupils gradually disappeared.

The man looked deeply at her back, Senhan's black pupils were full of sadness.

Those pupils were filled with extreme forbearance and restraint, but because of such forbearance and restraint, it seemed extremely painful.

He reached out to cover his chest, which was throbbing violently.

Miss……

in the private room.

Bai Shiyin stared blankly at the man who came in, with a slight smile on her lips, she said softly, "Huo Yan, you are late."

"Something has delayed..."

……

Here.

Fu Siming looked up at the sky, it was always black, no different from every night in the past.

The only thing that has changed is that there is one more person...

When Lu Qianxun returned to the dining table, she saw that the meal in front of Fu Siming did not move.

She asked: "Don't you like the food here? Why don't you eat..."

"Wait for you..."

Lu Qianxun froze her hands on tableware, and she raised her eyes to look at him.

"Fu Siming, if you speak like this, people will be misunderstood."

"Who was misunderstood?"

Lu Qianxun: "..."

Little pervert, it's disgusting--

*

late at night.

In a villa.

The window was blown open by the wind at this time, and the midsummer evening wind swept across the dark room, and the curtains swayed fiercely.

Suddenly, a flash of lightning flashed outside the window, and in the sudden white light, Huo Yan closed his eyes, his eyelashes trembling.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes, and out of the corner of his eye, he passed the dark figure standing in front of the French window not far away.

A girl stood there watching him, her hair ruffled by the evening wind.

The wind only stirred her silk hair, but it was enough to stir his whole heart.

He got up quickly, suppressed the coldness in his eyes, and stared at her deeply.

His deep and hoarse voice was trembling: "You, can you come over? Come to my side..."

The girl walked towards him, looking at the girl who was close at hand, he stretched out his hand, and his trembling fingertips slowly approached the girl's eyebrows, but tightened suddenly at the moment of touching.

He couldn't believe that the girl in front of him was real.

Then Huo Yan stretched out his slender fingers to caress the girl's eyes, cheeks, lips...

Extremely lingering.

Then, he lifted the girl's calm face.

The pain and struggle subsided at this moment, and there was a gentle and affectionate smile on his face, his eyes were gentle and tender, and his voice was warm:

"Miss, is that you?"

The girl just replied with a "hmm" gently.

He swallowed his saliva, and the next second his warm lips brushed against her fair cheeks, put the tip of his nose against hers, and stared at her.

"Miss, miss... Please, look at me..."

"Miss, please see if I'm alright..."

The disordered and heavy breathing, and the deep color in his dark pupils.

The girl blinked, her slender and curly eyelashes trembling slightly, like the vibrating wings of a butterfly.

Huo Yan lowered his head and kissed the girl fiercely, prying open her soft lips brutally, and slid his tongue into the girl's mouth.

miss, miss...

He knew it was a dream, how could she come to him in reality...