fall in love

Chapter 91 Lingge×Fu Zezhou (5)
Lingge woke up in different big beds for two consecutive days, was stunned for a moment, then quickly lifted the quilt to take a look.

She breathed a sigh of relief, okay.

Fu Zezhou ran back in the morning and happened to meet Lingge after washing. Lingge glanced at Fu Zezhou's smooth arm muscles, paused and said, "It looks good."

Hearing her words, Fu Zezhou raised his eyebrows and said, "It's not bad in practice, what do you think?"

Lingge: "..."

There was only a little alcohol smell on her clothes last night, Lingge looked at the time, and planned to bypass Fu Zezhou and go out and said, "Then I won't bother you."

"Wait a minute, fiancée." Fu Zezhou stood in front of her, bent down so that their eyes met, and his voice was tinged with a smile: "I brought you back with good intentions yesterday, didn't you say a word of thanks to me?" ?”

Lingge's eye feathers trembled slightly and said, "Thank you, Mr. Fu, for taking care of you last night. I still have something to do, so I have to go first."

As she spoke, she was about to pull the doorknob.

Fu Zezhou took out his mobile phone, slowly called up the recording software, and then selected last night's recording to play.

The crisp voice mixed with the deep voice of the man resounded.

"Okay, call again."

"fiancé."

"Who is the fiancé?"

"Fu Zezhou."

"Hey, tell me the whole story, who is who's fiance."

The female voice responded obediently: "Fu Zezhou is Lingge's fiancé."

Lingge's footsteps stopped suddenly, she curled her fingertips back, and looked back at Fu Zezhou in disbelief: "You!"

"What's the matter?" Fu Zezhou shook his phone, and said with a cynical smile on the corner of his mouth, "Yesterday I was calling my fiancé affectionately, why did you treat me so coldly when I woke up today, ah, fiancee?"

Ling Singer hung by her side and clenched her fists tightly. She never thought that Fu Zezhou would push his feet so far.

"You are shameless! You were taking advantage of others last night!" Lingge said that he wanted to go up to snatch Fu Zezhou's cell phone, but immediately raised his arm at the back so that she couldn't touch it.

Hearing the idiom of taking advantage of others, Fu Zezhou suddenly stopped Lingge with his other hand, raised his index finger to his lips with the hand holding the mobile phone, shook it and said, "Fiancee, if I really want to take advantage of others, Wei, it is impossible for you to straighten your back and stand in front of me and talk to me right now."

"That's not counting as you taking advantage of others." Lingge was caught off guard by him and couldn't continue to move. He just raised his voice and said, "You delete the recording for me!"

"No." Fu Zezhou refused straight away, and at the same time lowered his head and rubbed Lingge's soft lips, and said, "It's hard for me to have something to talk about to comfort me, no matter what, let me keep it as a thought. fiancée?"

Lingge was once again shocked by the shameless attitude of this person in front of her, she said with some difficulty: "You..."

"What's the matter?" Fu Zezhou slowly rubbed Ling Ge's waist and said, "Should the fiancee stay and have breakfast before leaving?"

"You know how to cook?" Linge asked in surprise.

"Of course." Fu Zezhou replied with a natural expression.

Lingge subconsciously said: "I thought..."

"Think I don't know how to cook?" Fu Zezhou loosened his grip and turned to the refrigerator to take out eggs and bacon. He was thinking of making a breakfast. He saw Ling Ge looking at him with the sunshine like seeing an alien , Fu Zezhou smiled and said, "So hard to accept?"

"It doesn't count. I thought that a rich man like you, who loves to play, usually asks the aunt to make breakfast or order takeaway by himself," Lingge said her thoughts, and she pursed her lower lip Then he said: "Cook for yourself, very little."

"There are cases like this," Fu Zezhou skillfully cracked eggs, he turned on the stove and said, "But I prefer to cook by myself, especially——"

Ling Ge looked up at him.

"Cook for my fiancée with my own hands." Fu Zezhou continued his own words.

Lingge: "..."

I knew that this person couldn't say anything serious.

"What I said is true," Fu Zezhou motioned Lingge to see the quality of his fried eggs, and said calmly, "Look, even fried eggs are in the shape of loving you."

Ling Ge: "..." She glanced over in disbelief, really, I really don't know how he did it.

Fu Zezhou warmed up another cup of milk for Lingge. Lingge glanced at his bustling appearance, and returned to the breakfast in front of him. He hesitated and said, "Fu Zezhou."

Fu Zezhou paused while wiping the stove: "What's wrong?"

Lingge knocked on the bowls and chopsticks: "How many people who come to your place overnight, have you cooked breakfast?"

Fu Zezhou squinted his eyes, put the rag into the pool and said, "You are the only one."

Ling Ge replied quickly: "I don't believe it."

"Look, you asked, I answered, but you still don't believe me," Fu Zezhou sat in front of Lingge, his lips curled up and said, "Then what answer do you want to hear?"

"Standard answer." Lingge said.

"The standard answer is you." Fu Zezhou blurted out without thinking.

Lingge's thoughts moved, but she concealed it very well, and said with a still expression on her face: "Okay, I believe it, then your brother, have you eaten the food you cooked?"

Fu Zezhou shook his head and sighed softly: "They don't have such a blessing."

Ling Ge: "Then I'm a little special?"

"Of course," Fu Zezhou smiled: "Of course my fiancée is special in my heart."

It's just that I can't believe the man in front of me, his words are more smooth than the ones he said.

Lingge planned to help wash the dishes after breakfast, but was stopped by Fu Zezhou and said, "The fiancée can wash the dishes?"

"Actually, you don't need to talk if you don't know how to speak." Ling Ge looked at him like a fool and said, "Anyone can do the dishes."

Fu Zezhou shrugged his shoulders and said, "I also thought that my fiancée hired a servant to wash the dishes."

Lingge twitched the corner of his mouth speechlessly, then raised one foot, stepped on Fu Zezhou's cotton white slippers accurately, and then quickly slipped into the kitchen and closed the door.

"Hey, fiancée," Fu Zezhou's lazy voice came from behind: "These limited house slippers are hard to wash."

Lingge Quan pretended not to hear it.

When Lingge came out after washing the dishes, she happened to meet Fu Zezhou's eyes. She couldn't help but look at the person in front of her vigilantly and said, "Why are you standing here?"

"Here," Fu Zezhou motioned Ling Ge to look at the pair of shoes on his feet and said, "Fiancee, you've stepped on it dirty."

Lingge didn't take it seriously: "It's just a pair of shoes, I'll pay for it later and wash it off."

Fu Zezhou: "This pair of slippers cost me more than [-] yuan."

Ling Ge: "..." There is no gold on the side of the slippers, why are they so expensive.

She took a deep breath and smiled kindly at Fu Zezhou, "I'll say."

Fu Zezhou listened with a good temper.

Ling Ge suddenly grabbed Fu Zezhou's neckline, pressed him down for a moment, looked straight into those dark eyes and said, "Don't forget your fiancé, who started first..."

Halfway through the conversation, Lingge suddenly got stuck, and it was indeed she who was the first to bury Fu Zezhou.

"What to start first?" Fu Zezhou's magnetic voice rang in Lingge's ear, and the hot breath hit the upper ear, leaving a numbness: "It's hard for me to understand if my fiancée doesn't speak clearly."

Lingge let go of the clothes in his hands, took two steps back, and said confidently, "Anyway, it's your fault."

Fu Zezhou smiled and said nothing, but the temperature in his eyes was getting higher and higher, as if he was plotting something.

Ling Ge glanced at the time with lowered eyes and said: "I still have an appointment, so I have to go first."

Fu Zezhou asked casually, "What is the fiancée going to do?"

"Blind date." Lingge went to the door to change shoes.

Hearing these two words, Fu Zezhou's gaze re-examined the woman in front of him. She was wearing light makeup and was carrying a small bag in her hand, which she had been carrying with her since last night.

Fu Zezhou was a little irritable for some reason, and even his tone became a little cold: "After the fiancée leaves from me, she will go on a blind date with someone else in a blink of an eye?"

Lingge grabbed the doorknob, turned to look at Fu Zezhou and said, "What does it matter? Fu Zezhou, didn't you already know about our relationship yesterday?"

Fu Zezhou couldn't tell where the fire was burning, and said coldly, "Because of such a relationship, why are you going on a blind date now?"

Ling Ge didn't want to say more, the other party had an appointment in the morning, and it would be too late if she didn't go, she just left one sentence, as if warning Fu Zezhou: "You have crossed the line."

Fu Zezhou stood where he was, his brows furrowed, and his emotions couldn't stop surging. He hastily went upstairs to change his clothes, took the car keys and drove, and followed the car that Lingge had taken.

When there was still a while before the destination, the other party suddenly asked if it could be postponed for an hour. Something happened temporarily. Of course, Lingge had no objection. She just went back to change clothes.

Lingge changed into a blue jacket and denim shorts that reached the thighs, revealing a pair of white and smooth legs. After putting on a pair of white shoes, she went out with her mobile phone bag.

In order to prevent the fluttering red hair from being too eye-catching, she tied a ball head, revealing her slender neck and delicate collarbone.

And the other party has already arrived at the coffee shop for the appointment.

A refined and elegant man sat on the reserved seat, wearing a pair of silver-rimmed glasses, a tie tied meticulously, and a haute couture white suit.

Seeing Lingge coming, he immediately got up and invited Lingge to his seat.

After Lingge sat down, he cleared his throat and said, "Hello, Mr. Lin."

Lin Yan'an looked at Lingge in front of him, stirred the cup of coffee in front of him, and said calmly: "Miss Ling, don't be so cautious, just treat it as a friend."

Lingge lowered his eyes and said: "Okay..."

Before she finished her good words, the other party's address flashed in her mind, she parted her lips, and said uncertainly: "Sir..."

"Aren't I right, Miss Lingge?" Lin Yan'an slightly raised her lips and said warmly.

After only a few seconds, someone guessed that he was going to replace the blind date. Lingge lost all scruples and simply opened up and asked: "The person in charge said that the two of you have never seen any photos, so how did you recognize me?" ?”

"I had the honor to meet Miss Ling at a banquet before, and I wanted to say hello, but I didn't find the opportunity at that time, and," Lin Yan'an paused, and continued: "Miss Ling's hair color is very recognizable. "

Lingge smiled: "It turns out that the hair is not hidden."

"You can't say that, even if Miss Ling dyes another color, I can still recognize it." Lin Yanan pushed down the frame of her glasses, her thin lips parted slightly.

"How do you know?" Lingge asked curiously.

"Probably because Miss Ling's appearance, even in a sea of ​​people, can be seen at a glance, the most outstanding one." Lin Yan'an narrowed his eyes slightly, and his words carried just the right amount of gentleness.

Take the accent.

This was Fu Zezhou's evaluation after sitting at their back table and listening to Lin.

Lingge smiled and said, "Thank you."

"Then since we already know the current situation, I should withdraw first?" Lingge asked.

"Don't worry, Miss Ling, we can chat with each other. We didn't have a chance before, but now we finally have a chance." Lin Yanan put his fingertips on the table and said, "I want to chat with Miss Ling. Of course, if Miss Ling is in a hurry..."

He is completely a gentleman, and he left the choice to Lingge.

Seeing his tepid temperament, Lingge was not in a hurry to leave, and after calling the waiter to order a cup of lemon tea, she asked, "Did Mr. Lin volunteer for the blind date, or was the family pressing? "

"More or less, there is one thing. The elders in the family thought that my career would be stable, and I was afraid that I would be 30 years old and I would not be able to find a partner, so they proposed a blind date for me." Lin Yanan said without rushing, his decibels were always Controlled at a good speed, it will neither make people feel abrupt nor uncomfortable.

Ling Ge looked at the calm face in front of him, and said, "Mr. Lin, it doesn't look like he's almost 30 years old."

"It's okay, I'm 28 this year, rounded up, I'm 30." Lin Yan'an asked, "Has Miss Ling ever thought of going on a blind date?"

"No," Linge said frankly, "I don't like a step-by-step life. I like freedom, so I don't think about things that are far away from me."

"Miss Ling's attitude reminds me of someone." Lin Yanan said after taking a sip of coffee, pursing her lips.

Lingge showed a curious look cooperatively: "Who?"

"Fu Zezhou." Lin Yan'an said.

Lingge almost choked, she coughed twice and asked, "Why would Mr. Lin think of him?"

"Probably, you are similar in some places." Lin Yanan said calmly.

Lingge raised her eyebrows: "Where did you see it?"

"Both like freedom, and, in the circle, both have great influence. Fu Zezhou, I have never communicated with him in the business world." Lin Yanan said calmly: "But I think, the two of you Compared with others, Ms. Ling must be easier to get along with."

"It's because of Fu Zezhou," Lin Yan'an rested his chin on his hand, lowered his eyes and said, "The reputation is not very good."

Lingge hadn't heard of anything bad about Fu Zezhou, and his interest dropped a bit inexplicably and said, "Is that so hahaha..."

She obviously didn't want to talk about Fu Zezhou's problems, but Lin Yan'an wanted to continue talking.

"If one day, Miss Ling fights with him, then get out quickly," Lin Yan'an seemed to persuade him kindly: "In case Fu Zezhou leads him into the pit..."

"Why don't I know, I have a bad reputation." Suddenly, a cold voice came from behind.

Lingge raised his eyes reflexively. Fu Zezhou was slowly walking towards her. He was tall and tall, still with one hand in his pocket, but his jaw was sharp and his eyes were uncontrollably cold .

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