Dressed as the villain's cannon fodder daughter

Lu Qianxun is in a dilemma right now, she has been dreaming about Fu Siming recently, what is the state of her feelings for him.

Looking at Fu Siming, she found that she was beginning to be moved by this man.

Lu Qianxun lowered his eyes, the strangeness in his heart gradually became clear and deepened, and he said dumbly, "Fu Siming, I..."

Fu Siming stretched out his left hand to touch the girl's fair and delicate face, and raised it slightly, "Qianxun, I know you are still young, I am not in a hurry, I will wait for you."

"Fu Siming, you don't understand."

Fu Siming looked at the girl, her small mouth was bright red, her long eyelashes were full like a fan, and her pink lips opened and closed.

But her words filled him with a sense of loss.

His voice was low and trembling: "Qianxun..."

Seeing Fu Siming's handsome face, the corners of his mouth were slightly pursed, and his black eyes were dimmed, showing a trace of grievance.

Lu Qianxun's eyes were a little distracted.

Fu Siming has always treated her with that kind of obedient and gentle appearance on the surface, but in fact his city is extremely deep and unfathomable.

"Fu Siming, I'm afraid, I'm terrified, I'm afraid that my feelings will be wronged, I'm afraid that this kind of feeling will control me and hurt me, I'm afraid..."

In matters of love between men and women, she is timid and cowardly.

The girl's words fell into his ears, and Fu Siming was stunned for a while.

He wrapped the girl tightly into his arms, he didn't know that the girl was so afraid of love affairs.

Indeed, she is still young, she still does not understand.

He didn't give her enough sense of security, so she was afraid...so she needed courage to accept his warm and strong love.

He rubbed the girl's soft black hair, and said softly: "Chihiro, I swear to you, I will not hurt you, I will never hurt you."

The man's voice was deep and gentle, as if a demon was tempting to murmur.

Lu Qianxun nestled quietly in his arms without any struggle.

Fu Siming hugged Lu Qianxun's graceful waist tightly, buried his head in her neck, and whispered:

"Chihiro, my liking for you is not a sudden whim, but a more and more determined heart."

The pupils of Zuo An, who was looking at the two embracing each other, suddenly shrank, and he rubbed his eyes, he must have read it right.

The next second he rested his chin in thought.

Fuck, this kid is too bold.

And why didn't the lady push him away?

The lady doesn't like him too, does she?

A bunch of ideas popped up in Zuo An's mind.

Here, Lu Qianxun's delicate face was stunned, and she could clearly feel the man's heart beating very fast.

But for some reason, there was a sour feeling of being suppressed by heavy feelings.

"Fu Siming, let me go first."

Fu Siming was very obedient, and gradually let go of the girl.

Lu Qianxun looked up at the man, his dark eyes seemed to be scattered like a river of stars.

Tenderness.

He called out in a low voice, "Chihiro..."

Lu Qianxun was slightly absent-minded, lowering his eyes: "Fu Siming, I will become weirder because of you, I don't want to become weirder..."

Fu Siming looked at her with dark eyes, he raised his hand and gently rubbed the girl's tender and soft face, and said slowly:

"Chihiro, don't suppress your feelings for me, try to accept me."

Seeing that the girl didn't speak, he panicked.

He held her small face in his hands, brushed her eyes warmly with his fingertips, lowered his long eyelashes, and asked with a trembling voice, "Chihiro, try to accept me, okay?"

At this moment, Lu Qianxun was struggling endlessly in his heart.

She doesn't know what to do with herself?

Do you accept the love of the little pervert?

Lu Qianxun nodded, and his cherry lips parted slightly: "Fu Siming, let me think about it."

"it is good."

Fu Siming rolled his Adam's apple, breathed out slowly with a low voice, and then handed over the hair ornament in his hand again.

"Can you accept it?"

The sound is clear and moist, penetrating into the bone marrow.

He saw this hair accessory by accident in a shopping mall. Although it was only about 30 yuan, he thought it was very suitable for her.

It's just right to send your beloved girl as a small gift for meeting.

Lu Qianxun went to get the two hairpins in his hands by some strange means, but before he could get them, the man's hands were locked up.

In the next second, the low, magnetic voice sounded again.

"May I put it on for you?"

"..."

Lu Qianxun froze for a moment.

The heartbeat accelerated for only a moment.

Then he said calmly and indifferently: "Fu Siming, don't push yourself too far!"

Lu Qianxun looked at him coldly with clear black and white eyes.

Fu Siming's face drooped, and he looked at her pitifully.

Girls are really good-looking, no matter what kind of expression they make, they are very good-looking.

Fu Siming had no choice but to take the girl's slender hand, and then gently put the hairpin in her little hand.

The pitch-black pupils were somewhat complicated.

The girl's expression remained unchanged, she just looked at Fu Siming indifferently.

In just a few seconds, Lu Qianxun's mood went through a thousand turns.

……

Lu Qianxun got into the car under the watchful eyes of Fu Siming.

Shi Qi, Wu Mo and others were sitting in a luxury car not far away, staring blankly at this side.

It seems that the young master is making good progress.

Miss Lu is not what she used to be...

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The next day.

The long night passed, and the light blue sky outside the window turned pale.

Lu Qianxun sat up from the bed, she dreamed of Fu Siming again, and this time he dreamed of him kissing her affectionately.

Scanning the entire room casually, he sighed involuntarily.

Tuanzi rubbed against her, "Meow~"

"Tuanzi, what should I do?"

"Meow~"

Lu Qianxun frowned.

Her life has always been very simple, training, going to work, she never had to think about this kind of problem before.

Little pervert!

He cursed secretly, his neck drooping slightly, his face was a bit weary and tired.

Need to tell dad?

Forget it...

Lu Qianxun glanced at the two hairpins shining blue on the makeup table, and immediately narrowed his eyes, with a bright or dark glint in his eyes.

in the restaurant.

Lu Beiye looked sideways, his voice was warm, and he asked with concern, "Qianxun, are you still awake?"

"Well, a little bit, but Dad, I'm fine."

Lu Beiye narrowed his eyes, his eyes were unclear.

He knew that his daughter met that damn guy again yesterday, so is it because of that guy that his daughter couldn't sleep well?

damned--

Thinking of this, a glint of darkness flashed in Lu Beiye's eyes.

When he can walk freely, he wants that guy to look good!

Bai Fengying: "Qianxun, why don't you go to work today and stay at home and have a good rest."

The girl's tone was light and helpless: "Grandma, I'm really fine."

Before Lu Qianxun left, he still cared about Lu Beiye, "Father, take care of your recovery."

"Okay, Dad will."

After speaking, he didn't forget to pat Lu Qianxun's head.

The charm of a mature man is that his emotions are not obvious, even calm and indifferent.

Deep down in my heart, I already wish I could "sharpen the knife to someone".