Slag Girl Illustrated Book

Fu Xiu is really handsome, standing in front of Land Rover, he looks perfect.

His whole body was full of masculine aura, that is, yes, domineering, which is described in the novels of Temaishu, but Ruan Xihe really thinks so.

A pair of big and long legs are wrapped in suit pants, and at the sleeves of the shoulders and necks, the muscle texture can be seen faintly, like a cheetah ready to go.

It's a pity that I didn't come here in a police uniform.

"You came early." She changed into a small white skirt, and she felt different from the previous two days, very lady and quiet.

"It's very beautiful today." He said so.

"Then you mean I didn't look good yesterday and the day before yesterday?"

"It's also pretty."

Fu Xiu looked like a straight man of steel, but in fact he was not straight at all, he was very careful and quite gentleman.

"Your cat is cute, right?"

"Have you flipped through my circle of friends?"

"Read it all again." He scrolled through it for more than an hour last night. In fact, the content of her circle of friends is not too much, mostly things that have been quiet in the years.

Ruan Xi and curved lips smiled.

Sitting in the car, Gumbo was rare and very quiet. Gumbo and Yuejie were particularly uncomfortable back then, but they were very docile to Fu Xiu. It was strange that he took the initiative to grab someone's hand just now.

"Do you have a taboo against cats? For example, cat hair allergies?"

"No, I also like cats." Fu Xiu said. His cousin has a leopard cat. This kind of cat is quite close to him. The main reason why I don't raise it is because I don't have time.

"That's good."

The cat can't enter the high-end restaurant, so it's no problem for the two of them to eat Mala Tang.

The streets do not pay attention to these.

"This is quite far from your police station, what kind of police are you, criminal police?"

"Previously."

"now what?"

"Now I am a little leader."

If it hadn't been for Ruan Xihe to check his information, he might have believed it. This is not a small leader, but he was sent from above to directly take the position of the director of the Shanghai Municipal Public Security Bureau.

But if Fu Xiu wanted to say that, Ruan Xihe had the energy.

"Then you can't make enough money to buy delicious and favorite things, what should you do?" She seemed to be really thinking about this issue.

"All my money can be given to you, and the salary is directly allocated to you. You can buy anything you want." Fu Xiu said this very seriously.

His monthly salary is not high, fifteen thousand a month, but there are many subsidies and bonuses. His mother’s company, Hongyan, is a Fortune 500 company in the world, and there is only one son in his family. He has kept funds for him since he was a child. There is indeed no shortage of money, and the cost of eating and drinking is also very sophisticated.

Otherwise, it is impossible to meet Ruan Xihe in the best hotel in West Market. Some fate is also based on the level of economic foundation.

"I just made a joke with you, you are so serious." Ruan Xihe smiled.

After eating Mala Tang, he still wants to send her back.

"It's not safe here these days. I will pick you up every day, or I will buy you what you want."

Ruan Xihe looked at him with a faint smile: "Do you like me so much?"

"Yeah." He nodded and admitted.

There is no such thing as being embarrassed or afraid to admit it. If you like it, you will be generous.

"I have a lot of ex-boyfriends, don't you care?"

"The person I like is you. Your past is also your experience and experience, and you can't avoid it." This person Fu Xiu sees things quite transparently.

Ruan Xihe was a little stunned. The person had conveyed this to her once, and he said that he didn't care about her past.

Her eyes fell on his face without concealment, they didn't look alike, nothing at all, but she could always think about Yan Fufeng.

In a moment, she stopped looking at him.

Fu Xiu's tight body muscles relaxed a little.

She leaned against the car and squeezed her eyebrows a little irritably.

"What's wrong, uncomfortable?" He kept paying attention to her reaction.

"No." She adjusted her sitting posture.

When parking, Fu Xiu locked the door.

She raised her eyes and glanced at him with a smile, and Fu Xiu was a little unnatural, and then silently opened the lock.

"Tomorrow I want to eat meat and crab pot, you will bring it over at noon." She left the door and got off the car after leaving such a sentence.

Sitting in the car, Fu Xiu suddenly felt a happy mood. He waited until the lights in her room turned on before he left.

At night, there was another sound of flushing the toilet upstairs. She was a little annoyed, covered her head with a quilt, and then slowly fell asleep.

The corridor is quiet, if you stand in front of Ruan Xihe’s door and look out of the cat’s eyes, there is an eye inside.

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