fall in love

Chapter 102 Lingge × Fu Zezhou (16)

Fu Zezhou has never been able to chat with Lingge in a proper manner. He watched Lingge turn on the TV with ease, and joked: "The fiancee is so familiar with the layout of my house?"

Lingge held the remote control and looked at Fu Zezhou speechlessly. She shook the things in her hand and said, "Or is there any other possibility that the TV I bought is the same model as yours?"

Lingge played a station casually when the TV was turned on, and it happened to turn to a ghost with black hair and white clothes. Lingge glanced at the title of the movie on the upper left corner: hell.

It really made her see a ghost.

She was about to turn her eyes to look at Fu Zezhou, but the latter's expression was obviously a little strange, as if he was suppressing something, Lingge understood it, and said, "Fu Zezhou, you are afraid of ghosts. "

"Who would be afraid of that kind of thing," Fu Zezhou denied with a cough and rolled his eyes.

"Then what were you nervous about just now?" Lingge pointed out Fu Zezhou's unnatural movement just now, Fu Zezhou heard the words and looked at Lingge, and suddenly said: "Fiancee, don't you like dyed black hair? "

Unexpectedly, he would suddenly bring up this topic, Lingge was stunned for a moment, then looked at his red hair like fire and said: "Is my color not good-looking?"

Before Fu Zezhou could speak, Linge continued to pick up his own words, with a tone of indifference: "I won't change it if it doesn't look good."

Fu Zezhou chuckled lightly and said, "It's not ugly, I just want to ask if you have any idea of ​​dyeing it in other colors?"

Lingge thought about it seriously for a while, then moved his eyes to the TV screen that was playing, just tapped a few times with his fingertips and said: "No, I only like the red color of Lie Yan."

After Fu Zezhou got the answer, he wisely didn't ask any more questions.

Lingge can watch a ghost movie with fascination, but her face is expressionless, and she doesn't know whether she is afraid or not, but Lingge never easily reveals those fragile emotions in front of unfamiliar people. I have been doing big and generous Lingge.

Ling Ge waited for Fu Zezhou to come out before saying: "I'd better go back today."

Fu Zezhou was wiping his hair that was still dripping, and occasionally a few drops of water fell on his uneven collarbone under Lingge's gaze. Fu Zezhou was wide and long, and his waist was loosely tied around his waist.

Fu Zezhou's black and white eyes were very clear under the chandelier on the ceiling. He looked at Lingge without speaking, and didn't even move his face, but Lingge frowned, and moved away from him unconsciously.

Lingge's small gestures were cute in Fu Zezhou's eyes: "No, what are you hiding from?"

"Conditional reflex," Linge said sincerely, "I don't know why I should hide from you, but obviously this is a wise choice."

Fu Zezhou: "..."

He went to the refrigerator and opened a bottle of soda. The sound of opening his mind was extremely harsh. Lingge noticed that Fu Zezhou's hand was hanging beside him. There were still drops of water on the knuckles that had not been wiped off, sliding down the knuckles.

Fu Zezhou's hands are beautiful, to the extent that he can be used as a hand model. Of course, his face is also beautiful, but sometimes Lingge can't figure out how many years of skills Fu Zezhou has to practice that is better than the city wall. Also thick-skinned.

Fu Zezhou picked up the drink bottle and walked a few steps towards Lingge's position, Lingge resisted his body and did not move.

Fu Zezhou looked at her with raised eyebrows, and teased her, "Don't hide anymore?"

Ling Ge rolled his eyes at him: "Fu Zezhou, you are so childish."

Fu Zezhou happily accepted Lingge's compliment, which was not considered a compliment.

He sat on the sofa, crossed his legs casually, Fu Zezhou patted the sofa beside him and said, "Sit down."

He still spoke in an orderly tone.

Lingge wouldn't be Lingge if he really got what he wanted, she snorted softly on the spot, turned around and took a few quick steps before going to pull the doorknob of the door.

Before touching the handle, Kong Wu's powerful arm suddenly stretched out to hug his waist. Fu Zezhou embraced Lingge and said, "Fiancee, duplicity is not a good thing."

Ling Ge looked back and gave him a smirk, then unceremoniously raised her foot and stomped on Fu Zezhou hard.

The smile on Fu Zezhou's face did not diminish at all.

He proposed: "Fiancee, will you accompany me back to the country in a few days?"

Lingge was at a loss: "Isn't your industry here? Why do you want to go back to China?"

"I'll take you back to China to meet your parents," Fu Zezhou threw a bomb without warning.

Lingge was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and said coldly on the spot: "I won't go."

"You're just kidding, fiancee." Fu Zezhou smiled immediately, and he took Ling Ge to the upstairs room and said: "Accompany me to do something, that's all."

Lingge choked on him: "Don't you have an assistant with you?"

The person in front of him frowned slightly, his delicate makeup made Fu Zezhou think: "How can they be as charming as their fiancées?"

Lingge: "..."

I knew there was nothing good to say about this man.

Fu Zezhou pushed Lingge into the cloakroom, which was filled with a lot of beautiful clothes, all of which Fu Zezhou asked people to buy, and Lingge looked at the dazzling array of clothes without any heavy patterns, and looked away with his arms crossed Fu Zezhou tilted his head and said, "Boss Fu, are you planning to take care of me?"

"How can you say that you are supported?" Fu Zezhou interrupted her disapprovingly, and picked two of them and handed them to Lingge: "I am obviously chasing you."

Lingge burst out laughing, his eyes were full of inspiration, reminiscent of the sparkling sea: "Then Mr. Fu's way of chasing people is quite old-fashioned."

"Old-fashioned and romantic," Fu Zezhou took Lingge's words, took Lingge to look at the bright and brilliant city through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and said, "Isn't it?"

Ling Ge: "..." She didn't try to spoil Fu Zezhou's atmosphere, but just properly looked at the neon lights outside the floor-to-ceiling windows.

It is indeed a beautiful scenery, and the bustling metropolis can make people have a fantasy of luxury and luxury. Lingge's expression was complicated, thinking of the sentence that Fu Zezhou said just now to take her to see her parents.

Her eyes dimmed for a moment and then were covered by other expressions in a blink of an eye. She did not forget the light in Fu Zezhou's eyes when he talked about her white moonlight.

She is also aware of her current status, which is nothing more than a competitor in the business field, and it is necessary to play tricks every time.

Lingge hooked her lips, and stroked Fu Zezhou's fingertips. Those eyes were full of calculated affection: "Then, thank you my fiancé?"

Fu Zezhou looked at the smiling person in front of him, but something strange flashed in his heart, the speed was almost negligible, and it disappeared before he had time to figure out what it was.

"It's an honor." Linge heard Fu Zezhou say in promise-like words.

His tone was sincere and precious, which caused Linge to be in a trance for a moment, but she soon sobered up, this bet was destined not to be lost by her.

Lingge has worked so hard in the business world for so many years, and he has never seen someone who told you I love you affectionately one day, but can completely cut off those deep feelings in the face of absolute interests the next day.

That's why Lingge doesn't fall in love easily, everyone is acting on the occasion, why should she give her sincerity, Lingge grasped the fabric in her hand, but her heart was getting colder and colder, she was thinking of countermeasures, can she say goodbye to Fu Zezhou completely countermeasures.

But Fu Zezhou who came out of the cloakroom was in a good mood.

He thought of Lingge's smile just now, as if it was sincere, he had never seen it before, he had seen many people, and there was no shortage of people rushing to his side one after another, but they just liked his face and prominent status.

But he seldom meets people with the same frequency as him. It is not only Lingge that attracts him, but also her consistent quality. It may be said that he has noticed Lingge since a long time ago.

It's just that Fu Zezhou was too young at that time, and he often struggled in the black water of business where fish and dragons mixed together. He built a career on his own, thinking that when his career was successful, he would meet again. It won't be too late either.

But he didn't expect that the coincidence meeting with Lingge was in a bar, and he was the one who was accosted.

Fu Zezhou warmed up a glass of milk for Lingge in the kitchen, and handed it to Lingge when Lingge went downstairs. The temperature of the milk was just right. Fu Zezhou twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "Drink this to warm your stomach."

Ling Ge looked at the hot milk Fu Zezhou handed over, and didn't really want to pick it up, but she smiled and took it after thinking of something: "I didn't expect Mr. Fu to be so enthusiastic."

Fu Zezhou was choked for a moment. He rested his hands on the kitchen counter and looked at Lingge in a relaxed manner. Their eyes met. Lingge didn't even blink. On the contrary, Fu Zezhou was the first to lose. Come.

He glanced at him, and said casually, "Any plans for tomorrow?"

Lingge didn't say what he was going to do tomorrow, but cleverly said: "Why, you care about me so much?"

"No," Fu Zezhou lowered his eyes, and subconsciously touched his pockets before realizing that there was no cigarette in the bathrobe. He turned his eyes and said, "I'm just curious, if my fiancée doesn't have an appointment tomorrow, then make an appointment with me. "

"A date?" Lingge's tone seemed to contain a hint of sarcasm, but Fu Zezhou didn't hear it: "A date?"

Fu Zezhou looked at her with those eyes, but Lingge changed his mind and smiled coquettishly, and said, "I'm sorry, I have an appointment tomorrow."

Fu Zezhou didn't take this matter to heart, he just felt that the current Lingge was a bit strange, but he didn't pursue it. He only thought that she was tired, but he also asked out of curiosity: "Who did you date?"

"Jiangyan." Lingge replied without any psychological burden.

When Fu Zezhou heard this name, he knew it was the boy who had dinner with Ling Ge today. His lips parted, but he didn't say anything, he just hummed lightly.

And Linge's eyes flashed a trace of coldness. She deliberately said Jiang Yan's name to see what kind of reaction Fu Zezhou would have. She thought about what Fu Zezhou said sharply like before. His fiancée can't go on dates with other men, but she never thought that Fu Zezhou just hummed and told her to go to bed early, and he still had matters to deal with.

Ling Ge counted the days when he met Fu Zezhou, and it was only a few days.

An unknown fire rushed into Lingge's heart, but it was extinguished by a basin of cold water after all. Lingge hooked her lower lip slightly as if mocking herself, and then went upstairs.

The next day Ling Ge woke up very early, she was just about to put on the dress she wore yesterday, thinking that she would change it later when she got home, and out of the corner of her eye, she noticed a red dress on the bench beside her.

Lingge's expression was indifferent, she didn't touch the dress, she just put on her own clothes casually, when she went downstairs, Fu Zezhou had already made breakfast and was waiting for her, but she saw Fu Zezhou's no matter what She was inexplicably tired of coping with the face that was always at ease.

In the end, she just stood at the dining table and said in a moderate voice, "Fu Zezhou, I have no appetite in the morning."

No matter how dull Fu Zezhou was, he thought that something was wrong with Lingge since last night. He put down the mobile phone in his hand to contact the venue, and asked Qi Sheng, "Is it not to your liking? How about I cook what you want?"

Lingge lowered her head and straightened her hair to try to cover up her already exposed emotions, and hurriedly walked towards the door and said, "No need, I'll go back first."

But before he took a few steps, Fu Zezhou pulled his wrist, Fu Zezhou looked at Lingge who was still unwilling to raise his head, and when he noticed the clothes on Lingge, his voice raised a little: "What's wrong with you? Don't you like that dress?"

Lingge wanted to talk to him, but it's not a very good place now, and she could calmly pretend nothing happened and said, "It's nothing, I just want to go home early, because I have an appointment, I'm sorry to let you go." Others wait."

Fu Zezhou looked at her quietly for a while, then let go of Lingge's hand, Lingge rubbed his wrist, and was about to open the door, when she walked out, she heard Fu Zezhou faintly shouting from behind. He called out to her: "Lingge."

Lingge turned back reflexively.

Fu Zezhou's voice was neither salty nor weak, but Lingge felt a little pressure invisibly: "You have something to hide from me, we can talk at night."

"Let's talk about it later." Lingge dealt with it vaguely.

After leaving the gate of the yard, Lingge had some room to breathe. She stopped a car casually, reported the location she was going to, and sent Ji Sisi a message in the car. She did not forget to remind Ji Sisi to talk The primary purpose of being in love is to make yourself happy.

Ji Sisi didn't call her back for a while, so Lingge thought she was still sleeping, Lingge looked at the time, it was still very early, it was just an excuse to tell Fu Zezhou that the appointment with Jiang Yan was because she was afraid of meeting Fu Zezhou again The delicate mask she wore on her face would break if she stayed any longer.

She can't break up with Fu Zezhou so quickly now, but they will break up anyway. Lingge knows it very clearly. She doesn't know what Fu Zezhou is thinking now, and she doesn't pry into other people's privacy. Hobbies, but we all know each other well.

And when she got off the car, she received a call from her aunt, saying that she hadn't been together for a long time, and she made an appointment at noon for everyone to have a meal together, her family, aunt's family, and her cousin's family.

Most of Lingge’s family’s businesses are abroad, so the relatives are basically here. Considering that they want to eat together, Lingge put on light makeup and changed into a pair of short-sleeved shoulders and denim shorts that reach the thighs Then I packed up and drove to my aunt's house by myself.

And if she knew that she would meet Fu Zezhou for every light meal in the future, she wouldn't go if she was killed.

(End of this chapter)