fall in love

"Let's go now?" Fu Zezhou saw Lingge fiddling with his mobile phone. After he walked to the table and collected the remaining plates, he leaned against the door frame and looked at Lingge with a smile.

Ling Ge looked at Fu Zezhou's apron that had not been taken off, and said with red lips, "Are you sure you want to wear this to go out with me?"

Fu Zezhou didn't react very much, but turned around in front of Lingge, with a clear voice: "If the fiancée wants to, it's not impossible."

Does this person feel uncomfortable every day if he doesn't make a fool of himself?

Lingge rolled her eyes. She felt that her patience had subconsciously increased since staying with Fu Zezhou. If it was Jiang Yan who acted like this in front of her, she would have started to pinch someone.

She took a deep breath, and suddenly bent her lips and smiled at Fu Zezhou, and said in a brisk tone: "Change it or not, it's up to you, I'm going to the garage." "

Fu Zezhou looked at Lingge's cheerful pace, and a smile flashed across his lowered eyes, until Fu Zezhou went to the garage, Lingge looked at the dove occupying the magpie's nest and Fu Zezhou took it for granted and didn't know it, I don't know how many times he said speechlessly: "I said, fiance."

Fu Zezhou kindly turned his ear: "What's wrong with your fiancee?"

Ling Ge noticed that Fu Zezhou was turning sideways, and suddenly laughed, and then unceremoniously pulled the latter's ear: "Brother, should you drive, and I should take the co-pilot instead."

A sudden pain came from the tips of his ears, and Fu Zezhou looked at Lingge in disbelief. After a few seconds of being stunned, his voice was covered with a layer of disbelief: "Fiancee, how dare you treat me like this?"

Ling Ge especially thought it wasn't enough, held Fu Zezhou's face with both hands, pinched it vigorously, and said in a strangely intimacy tone: "Yes, my fiancé, not only do I dare to treat you like this, I also dare to..."

She thought for a while, and pinched Fu Zezhou's waist with her hand. The latter was still wearing the black shirt that fit her figure very well. The soft fabric was tightly attached to her waist. The body froze.

And Lingge's face showed a victor's smile: "So my fiance, hurry up and drive me."

As Fu Zezhou grew up, he had never had a woman who dared to treat him like this, except his mother, but he found that Lingge had never let him down.

He directly pulled off Lingge's hand, and rubbed against Lingge's face unexpectedly. The eyes of the two suddenly met. Fu Zezhou's eyes were too clear and bright, and he looked at Lingge without blinking. In the carriage, the ambiguous atmosphere is gradually rising.

It seems that the strings of the time flow have been easily plucked by someone, and it is also like the frame of a movie, which is slowing down one beat after another.

Lingge couldn't look at Fu Zezhou for a long time, so he was the first to lose the battle after a short wait.

"Heh." Fu Zezhou chuckled, he moved closer, his soft lips touched Lingge's face lightly, as if a low-key lover was whispering: "Fiancee, your face is so red. "

"!!" Lingge woke up like a dream, and the moment he recovered, he couldn't help giving Fu Zezhou a nudge.

Fu Zezhou leaned back on the driver's back and slowly rolled up his sleeves, revealing his wrist like white porcelain, still wearing the delicate watch on it.

He opened the door of the carriage, stood up and said, "Change it, fiancee."

The blush on Lingge's face hadn't faded when he got off the car. Fu Zezhou stopped the car and asked casually, "Where are we going next?"

"Go for a stroll." Lingge stabilized her voice: "When you're tired from shopping, go to eat, and then go to the movies."

"Have you finished the movie?" Fu Zezhou naturally took Lingge's bag and hung it on his shoulder. Before Lingge could refuse, he took his hand: "Does the fiancée mind holding hands with her fiancee?"

Ling Ge: "..." You even brought me here, and even asked me.

"What are you going to do after watching the movie?" She heard Fu Zezhou ask.

"Eat dinner and buy desserts." Lingge followed Fu Zezhou. Fu Zezhou walked a little fast, but she was a little bit worse. She paused and said, "Fu Zezhou, you walked a little fast."

Fu Zezhou raised his eyebrows and looked at Lingge, slowed down his pace appropriately, and at the same time said restlessly: "Fiancee, are you making a request to me?"

Lingge: "..."

"Eat dinner and buy desserts," Fu Zezhou repeated what Lingge said just now, thought for a while and said, "So monotonous? Do you want to play after buying desserts?"

Lingge looked at Fu Zezhou as if looking at something, and said in an indescribable tone, "Brother, can't you adapt to such a common life?"

"No, I was just thinking, such a simple style," Fu Zezhou held Lingge's hand tightly, rubbed her fingertips and said, "It's not like a fiancee."

"Then you really don't know me very well, how come I am so happy," Lingge said indifferently, she pressed the elevator button and then clicked on the floor, there were only her and Fu Zezhou in the elevator, Lingge simply planned to put the Put it plainly: "Let me tell you first, if you get impatient while shopping with me, you can quit at any time, I don't mind."

"Then you look down on me too much, fiancee," Fu Zezhou continued, "I won't feel impatient, on the contrary—"

"I'm extremely honored."

The clear and shallow words came to Lingge's ears with the ding-dong sound of the elevator. She pursed her lower lip, but curled the corners of her mouth in a good mood: "That's good."

She really planned to go for a casual stroll, and dragged Fu Zezhou into a luxury store. The waiter saw that although the two were dressed in low-key clothes, they had an extraordinary demeanor, and greeted them with a smile: "Welcome, may I help you?"

Lingge is not used to being followed when looking at cosmetics, she waved her hand and said, "I'll take a look first, and I'll find you if I need anything."

The waiter still had a kind smile: "Good customer."

Fu Zezhou, on the other hand, spent all his time watching Lingge pick and choose cosmetics. After looking at them for a while, he took out his phone and unlocked it.

Lingge tried it for a while and noticed that Fu Zezhou didn't look impatient at all. During the period, he asked the waiter to pour a glass of water, so he wondered whether it was a sign of a boyfriend going shopping with his girlfriend. Did the patient method not work on Fu Zezhou?

She looked at a few with a lack of interest, and just about to take down the checkout, there was a burst of noise from the side.

"This customer, maybe you can look at clothes with a similar price to yours." It was the voice of the waiter.

She paused with her fingertips, and raised her eyes to look at the person who was a little at a loss to whom the words were directed.

It was a girl with a pretty face, but she was dressed plainly, with a pair of washed white canvas shoes on her feet, and ordinary jeans with a short sleeve, revealing her immaturity when she first entered the workplace.

"No, I just want to buy this one," the girl's voice was submissive, but with a hint of firmness that was hard to detect.

But the waiter didn't help the girl wrap it up, and took the clothes from the girl's hand directly, with a hint of sarcasm in his tone: "This one is out of stock, customer."

The waiter raised his chin with a strong purpose: "You can look at the clothes over there, there are out-of-season and discounted ones, maybe you can pick them."

The words were full of words that I couldn't afford the clothes here, but the girl stubbornly looked at the clothes in the waiter's hand, and repeated in a low voice: "I just want this."

Linge frowned, she put down the things in her hands, and walked over there.

But Fu Zezhou calmly put away his phone.

When Lingge was not smiling, her eyebrows and eyes carried a sense of majesty, even if her eyebrows were modified to be more charming, she couldn't hide her scabbard-like temperament.

Lingge looked up and down at the superior waiter, raised her eyes and said in a calm voice, "She said she wanted this one, didn't you hear that?"

The waiter didn't know Lingge, so he regarded Lingge's clothes as a passerby with outstanding looks, and said in an even more arrogant tone: "I'm sorry, customer, this one is really out of stock, if you want to buy clothes, you can Look at the clothes over there."

She raised her chin to signal Lingge to look at the out-of-season clothes.

Lingge laughed angrily, and raised her hand to signal the waiter on the other side to come over: "Go and call your manager in charge."

The waiter at the theater saw that Lingge looked familiar, and turned his head to look at the man who had been watching Lingge with his arms folded and smiling since just now. He had some guesses in his heart, and rushed to call the manager.

"It's not a big deal. Is there anything else you want to buy?" While waiting for a while, Ling Ge looked at the girl who was pinching the corners of her clothes with her hands and lowering her head and biting her lips.

"No...not anymore." The girl said.

Ling Ge hummed lightly, her eyes touched Fu Zezhou who was paying attention to her, and she choked on him: "What are you looking at?"

Fu Zezhou touched his chin, and said concisely: "It's nothing, I just think that you, your fiancee, look very good-looking today."

Ling Ge: "...glib."

When the manager of the luxury store heard that someone was looking for him, he didn't take it seriously and said, "There is no manager who wants to see him, so I won't go."

Did the waiter make a mistake: "But..."

"Originally, if anyone can see me, then I will become a vegetable market!" The manager waved his hands without trouble and said: "Go, go, go and do whatever you want."

The waiter showed embarrassment, but he dared not go out due to the pressure. He was halfway there when the manager asked curiously, "What does the person who said he wanted to see me look like?"

The waiter thought for a while and said, "It's someone you can often see on TV. He looks pretty good-looking. It seems to be called... Lingge, right?"

"Bang Dang" was the sound of the manager falling from the swivel chair. He got up in a panic, completely different from the calm look just now, and hurriedly said, "Why didn't you say it sooner! Hurry up!" !Take me there!"

Lingge sat on the sofa and drank a cup of hot tea slowly, and then caught a glimpse of a man in a suit rushing this way. As soon as he saw Lingge, the manager's wrinkled face put on a smile and said: "Miss Ling, why do you have time?" Come here for a stroll?"

"Forget the polite words." Lingge made a simple gesture, and handed the clothes that were said to be out of stock to the manager: "Is this dress really out of stock in your warehouse?"

Although the dress was not made of expensive fabric, it was still a niche brand. The manager took the dress and handed it to the waiter standing next to him, frowning: "What's going on?"

"It's okay." Lingge slightly bent his lower lip: "Your waiter said that if I also want to buy this dress, it is out of stock, and he kindly suggested to me that I should buy it." Go to your house to see the discounted out-of-season clothes."

As soon as these words came out, the manager froze. Linge's influence in the business world was extraordinary, as long as she said a word, he could easily cut off all the connections and economic contacts he was in charge of running the store.

Lingge had a half-smile on his face, but the manager was so anxious that he broke into a cold sweat, he took the clothes and rudely stuffed them into the waiter's arms: "How could it be out of stock! Go and have a look! Quickly find a new one and give it to Miss Ling !"

Turning to Shang Lingge with a smile on his face, he said, "Which waiter is it?"

Lingge turned his eyes away and said nothing, the manager noticed the man who was still standing still with an uneasy expression.

"What's wrong! Apologize to Miss Ling!!" The manager hastily pushed the waiter.

The waiter staggered from being pushed, but replied unconvinced: "I didn't do anything wrong."

"There's no need for an apology," Linge said lightly, and she gave the clothes that the waiter who rushed over quickly handed over to the cautious girl, and said leisurely, "I'm just asking the manager to remind the people at work that in the business field, don't Judge a book by its cover."

"Besides, don't do it casually." Lingge's words meant what the manager did to the two waiters just now.

"Papa papa." Suddenly there was a burst of crisp applause, and the manager unconsciously shook his legs a few times after seeing Fu Zezhou, who had a lot of background.

Fu Zezhou glanced at Shanglingge from the corner of his eye, casually looked around at the affiliated brands of this store and said, "The fiancee is right."

After such a toss, Lingge lost the mood to continue shopping in this store, and simply said a few words in a lukewarm manner, and then conveniently planned to leave.

Just when Lingge was about to leave the store, she was stopped by a nonuo voice: "That..."

Lingge turned his eyes sideways, and seeing that it was the girl, he stopped in his footsteps, and said softly, "What's wrong?"

"Thank you!" The girl looked young, but straightened her back and bowed to Lingge, her eyes were as pure as a lake and sea: "Thank you very much!"

"It's okay," the girl looked at Xiao Xiao, who was almost a head shorter than Lingge, Lingge bent her eyes and said, "Just next time, be braver."

"Well! I believe that there are always more good people in this world!" The girl walked away slowly with her clothes in her arms, then turned her head and waved to Lingge: "Thank you, sister!"

In this world, there are always more good people.

As if being touched by something tender, Lingge smiled inadvertently with bent lips, a bit of warmth flashed across his eyes.

"Let's go, fiancée," Fu Zezhou took Lingge's free hand again, and said with a smile when Lingge raised his eyes, "I also believe that there are always more good people in this world."