The Rebirth Group's pet little flirt

God is a monster, things are so unexpected, father Nan Zhongyuan sent a message in the circle of friends.

Said Hu Chuli is a good designer.

Nan Zhixin, who went to the company in the afternoon, saw the news and fell directly from the beanbag to the ground.

Knees hit the ground, rubbing red welts.

"Oh, my luck..."

Pushing the door open, Fu Shiyu saw his wife who was kneeling on the ground and couldn't get up, and smiled secretly: "Hey, my husband came to see you, so you give me such a big gift."

He couldn't even stand up because of the pain, but he still had the nerve to laugh, and he had the nerve to laugh at himself?
"Have you laughed enough?" She glanced at the man in front of her with cannibalistic eyes, and curled up her red lips in disdain, trying to make him surrender.

Fu Shiyu didn't dare to offend this ancestor, so he walked to the sofa in three steps at a time, and stretched out his hand towards him.

Nan Zhixin sighed for half a second: "Can't you hug a princess or something?"

Thinking of his hypocritical and coquettish wife, with such displeased eyes, he knelt down, picked up the princess again, and placed her on the sofa in fear.

Nan Zhixin raised his right hand, deliberately: "I seem to be a little thirsty."

Fu Shiyu shook his head and brought the water glass over: "Here, my dear wife."

"I suddenly want to eat some fruit."

Seeing the oranges on his wife's table, he peeled them off tenderly and stuffed them into Nan Zhixin's mouth.

"I suddenly thought... um." Her embarrassing requests were all blocked in her mouth, and she couldn't say anything for a while.

After a while, Fu Shiyu released the grip on the back of Nan Zhixin's head, raised his head slightly and asked, "Now, you won't give orders indiscriminately, will you?"

Come to this trick whenever you encounter a problem, hum, who can't learn it, Nan Zhixin secretly slandered, but Fu Shiyu said a few words at any time.

"What, do you have an opinion?"

"Don't dare." Nan Zhixin didn't want to joke anymore, and said very plainly, "What's the matter with you coming to see me?"

"Let's meet with Yun Ye and the others tonight." Fu Shiyu put his finger on Nan Zhixin's chin, and specially told him, "Remember, be ready."

Nan Zhixin tilted her head, not thinking about the purpose of going here, but muttered: "Leng Jiao is going too?"

"The two of them have reconciled, this time Leng Jiao should go." Fu Shiyu analyzed kindly.

"That's fine, I'll go." Nan Zhixin hasn't seen her good sister in the dungeon for a long time, because of her matter, Yunye was angry, and she quarreled with Jiaojiao, and she especially blamed herself.

I would like to take this opportunity to apologize.

During the boring time, as soon as I got to work, I walked quickly, waiting for someone to knock on the door, Nan Zhixin was too busy to forget.

"Mr. Wang Wu?"

"What are you busy with?" Wang Wu went around the table and saw the second master's wife drawing the design drawing quickly, "I'm in such a hurry, why can't I take my time."

Nan Zhixin put down the pen, and smiled teasingly: "I can't help it, this is not inspiration."

"Oh." Assistant Wang Wu picked up a design drawing and looked at it for a second, then suddenly looked at Nan Zhixin, "Shi Yu asked his wife to get ready, we will set off at nine o'clock in a while."

"Success." Nan Zhixin's speed was faster this time. If it wasn't because she was very familiar with this aspect, maybe she really couldn't figure out how to buy herself a little more time.

Just when the manuscript was finished, Nan Zhixin stood up with the back of the chair, eyes full of anxiety and hesitation.

Fu Shiyu asked hesitantly, "Can't you leave?" He was a little annoyed by waiting.

Nan Zhixin stood up and showed Fu Shiyu his design drawing to admire, "The design draft I didn't finish that day was finally completed today."

Fu Shiyu was a very calm person. Looking at the design draft in his hand, he expressed his opinion very elegantly and calmly.

Nan Zhixin tilted her head: "Do you still have the habit from before?"

"Yes, it's better to change it. After all, if you change it, you won't be mistaken for plagiarism by others." In this situation where evidence is needed anytime and anywhere, he must protect his girl.

"Oh, okay, I'll change it when I come back." Nan Zhixin took Fu Shiyu's arm, called his assistant Wang Wu, and went to the swimming pool.

At that time, a luxury suv car was parked at the door. Judging by the color, Nan Zhixin thought it should be Yunye's style.

"Don't look, it's his car."

Looking at the familiar car, Nan Zhixin remembered that he had been passing Yun Ye all the time before.

So I don't blame her for deceiving the other party, mainly because there is no fate between the two of them.

Unlike Shi Yu, even when you go to the bathroom, you can meet by chance.

In the locker room.

She took the swimsuit Fu Shiyu handed to her bosom, and looked at the one on Leng Jiao beside her, feeling a little helpless: "No, this swimsuit is too conservative, it can't show my good figure at all."

With a sullen face, Fu Shiyu held the back of Nan Zhixin's head and said in a low voice, "You probably forgot what marks you have on your body?"

Nan Zhixin thought about it, and only remembered something at that time, and quickly turned away, not daring to say anything more: "Oh, I know, I will wear this."

When it was time to talk about things, Fu Shiyu and Yun Ye were sitting on the bank, only she and Leng Jiao were swimming around in the swimming pool like two exiled fish.

She asked Leng Jiao impatiently: "Jiaojiao, is Mr. Yunye reconciled with you after the quarrel?"

Leng Jiao stepped aside and answered quickly: "No."

"How could it be?" Nan Zhixin's curiosity was almost filled to the brim, she moved to the side a few times, her voice lowered than anyone else's, "You and Mr. Yunye haven't reconciled, so why are you still talking?" How about coming together?"

Leng Jiao's beauty is non-aggressive, gentle and cute. She swam to the shore and took out a cigarette from her pocket, "Kindhearted, I can't control my heart."

"Ah?" When Nan Zhixin was leaning there, Leng Jiao suddenly cut off the cigarette butt, jumped into the water with a plop, and dragged her into it.

Then she felt that she was in the water, and her cheek was gently touched. Through the floating mist, she saw the cold and delicate face, and her eyes were affectionate and unwilling.

Because the two of them were far away, the man sitting opposite did not see this abnormal behavior at this moment.

Rao Nanzhi covered her face in a flustered state, struggling: "Jiaojiao, I didn't lie to you, I only like men."

"This is my way of saying goodbye to you." Jiao picked up a towel to wipe the water off her face, scratched her head, and then reached out to pull Nan Zhixin up, "Qinxin, you want to be happy forever."

"What are you talking about?" Nan Zhixin pressed her finger between Leng Jiao's eyebrows, feeling inexplicably surprised by her sudden farewell.

Leng Jiao hugged her knees, looked at the water in the pool, she was still very calm: "I'm leaving, Zhixin."

"Where are you going?" Nan Zhixin walked to the side, staring at Leng Jiao's unusually beautiful eyes.

Leng Jiao took her hand, held it in the palm of her hand, stretched herself, and explained that she was leaving the dungeon.

"Mr. Yunye agreed?" Nan Zhixin turned to look at the opposite side, and found that Yunye's eyes were paying attention to him, and his eyes looked so sad.

"No."

But some things are just like that, if you like someone, you have a place in your heart, and it is difficult to hold other people for a while.