Obsessive, the CEO's sweetheart

The stars in the sky...

What does she want that for?

Xin Gan admitted that Fu Lang's sweet words could sometimes really make girls' hearts move.

She had never played this before, so she was a little happy and looking forward to it. However, she pursed her lips and felt a little embarrassed: "...But, only children play this."

"What are you afraid of?" Fu Lang took out a cigarette and put it between his lips. He rubbed the girl's white and tender skin on her neck and snorted and laughed, "You will always be my little darling in my heart."

Xin Gan: “…”

At this moment, her face became a little hot.

"Fu Lang, don't say such things..."

"Why?" The man raised his eyebrows, holding a cigarette between his fingers, "Do you think I'm kidding you? I'm not kidding you, I'm serious."

Because I'm shy.

Xin Gan answered in his heart.

"Anyway, don't say anything." Her eyelashes flickered a few times, and she took a fairy stick from Fu Lang's hand, raised it under his eyes, and tried to change the subject: "Fu Lang, can you help me light it?"

It wasn't all just a change of subject, she really didn't have a lighter on her.

Fu Lang obviously didn't intend to let go of the previous topic, "Baby, you haven't answered me yet."

Finally, he suddenly narrowed his dark eyes, and that handsome and noble face with a high nose bridge that he used to have when he was not a bastard, slowly approached the girl little by little.

So close that their breathing intertwined.

Xin Gan could smell a hint of tobacco that was not inferior in quality, and her eyelashes trembled. She held her breath slightly and heard the man ask, "Baby, are you shy?"

"……No."

"You're lying." Fu Lang pinched her little face, and felt that his fingertips touched her very well, soft and tender. He wondered what it felt like to touch a softer place. His throat tightened slightly, and his body felt a little dry. Fu Lang smiled hoarsely and said, "I can see that you're blushing."

The moment the lie was exposed, it was indeed quite frightening. However, Xin Gan was not that kind of stupid little beauty, and she knew Fu Lang well enough...

The faces of the two were very close to each other. Xin Gan saw two little images of her reflected in Fu Lang's dark pupils, with a hint of teasing in his eyes.

Her slightly panicked heart instantly calmed down, and she gently patted someone's hand. The cheek that Fu Lang had just pinched puffed up, and her soft pink lips gently uttered two words: "Liar."

"How did I lie, huh?" Fu Lang was not angry.

Xin Gan said softly, "It's so dark, I can't see the direction you are standing in..." She didn't blush.

She didn't say the last few words, but the meaning was there.

Fu Lang raised his black eyebrows and uttered a "surprised" sound. He didn't seem guilty at all. His eyes and eyebrows were dimmed in the dark with gorgeous and romantic light and shadow. He laughed softly and said, "Nothing can be hidden from you. Our darling is so smart."

Xin Gan, "..."

Defeated by him.

She thought that she would never be able to be as...shameless as Fu Lang.

She raised the sparkler and said, "Point."

The girl handed one end of the fairy wand to him. Fu Lang lowered his eyes. Her face was white and her lips were bright red. The night breeze brought by the rising and falling tides in the distance, with a little moisture from the sea, blew up the black hair on her temples that was tucked behind her ears. It seemed that even her eyelashes were blown and trembled slightly, and there was a glimmer of expectation in her eyes.

Fu Lang did not take out the lighter from his trouser pocket. Instead, he held the cigarette between his lips, lowered his head slightly, and the cigarette butt flickered. He approached the fairy wand in the girl's hand. Not far away, the fireworks show that was like a fire tree and silver flowers was coming to an end. At the moment when it was completely dark, the fairy wand suddenly rubbed out a light, and a beautiful firefly-like firefly glowed like a star...

Looking at the man's profile, which came into Xin Gan's eyes, she murmured, "So beautiful..."

Fu Lang casually removed the cigarette from his lips and took it away from her hand. He straightened his neck slightly, glanced at the girl's small face with a bright smile, stared at the dimples on her cheeks, and said with a casual voice that seemed to soften, "Yes, it's beautiful."

——Even though the fireworks are brilliant, in my heart, they are not as beautiful as your eyes and eyebrows.

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Xin Gan is a gentle and quiet person, so it is impossible for her to dance with fireworks in her hands and chase and play with her friends like a child.

Xin Gan was very happy to be able to stand there, gently shaking the fairy wand in his hand that was shining with broken stars and sparks, waiting for one to burn out, and watching it go from brilliant and splendid to returning to darkness and silence.

If a child was brave enough to ask her for a fairy wand, Xin Gan would ask Fu Lang, and after hearing the man's answer "You can do whatever you want with the things given to you", she would give it to the child.

Because Fu Lang bought a lot, she wouldn't be able to finish playing them all by herself tonight.

"Sister, sister, can you give me one too?" Perhaps seeing that the child in front of them had succeeded in asking for it, three or two more little boys came running to Xin Gan in a lively manner.

Xin Gan's eyebrows curved, "Okay."

The extra fairy wands were left with Fu Lang, and Xin Gan turned around to ask the man to take them.

Unexpectedly, Fu Lang picked up one of the little boys and looked at him with narrowed eyes, "It's you, kid."

Seeing Fu Lang carrying someone by the back, Xin Gan couldn't help but hold the man's arm: "Fu Lang, don't scare the kid."

The little boy was not afraid, and even looked surprised, "Uncle, it's you!"

Xin Gan blinked, and his nervousness suddenly relaxed. It turned out that he knew her.

When Fu Lang heard the little boy calling him uncle, the tip of his tongue touched his teeth and he felt very unhappy.

This kid has no sense at all. What kind of uncle is he? What the hell uncle! Is there an uncle as handsome and young as him? !

The little boy didn't notice Fu Lang's displeasure at all, and continued to call him uncle, "Uncle, can you give me a fairy wand?"

Fu Lang raised the thing in his hand and chuckled slowly: "You want this, right?"

The little boy nodded, "Yeah yeah!"

Fu Lang raised his eyebrows, "Just call me brother and I'll give it to you."

Xin Gan, "..."

She suddenly remembered that Fu Lang sometimes coaxed her into calling him brother in this way.

Hmm, could it be...

Does Fu Lang have a habit of being called brother?

Xin Gan blinked and began to think seriously.

After the little boy called him brother, the man was finally satisfied. Young Master Fu was never a stingy person, so he gave the little boy a fairy wand.

However, Fu Lang had a request, "Play with this sister."

The little boy made an OK gesture, "Don't worry! I promise to make your girlfriend happy!"

Fu Lang clicked his tongue and smiled, "That's pretty smart."

The little boy got a handful of fairy wands, shared them with his friends, and after muttering to each other for a while, they all ran to Xin Gan and said, "Sister, sister, come and play with us!"

...

Fu Lang had never seen Xin Gan so happy.

In front of him, she was always restrained, careful, distant, cautious, and even... afraid.

Although until now, Fu Lang still couldn't understand why Xin Gan was afraid of him, it was clearly the first time they met at that time.

Of course, Fu Lang had seen her smile before, but that smile always made people feel that there was a hint of sadness and worry between her brows.

It is far less bright and innocent than tonight.