Chapter 62

"Aren't you happy?"

Wenjo's nerves are sometimes straighter than straight men.

He put his iron arm around her and rubbed the skin around her lips with his thumb in his thin cocoon: "can't you see it?"

An unprecedented possessive desire invaded his mind, hoping that she would only look at him. Such a desire for control was even a little morbid and uncontrollable.

Wenqiao felt that the atmosphere between the two people was inexplicably ambiguous, and wanted to get up

"drink? I'll get you a drink? agave? Whisky? Or... "

Wrist was clamped: "do not drink, tomorrow to fly, 12 hours can not drink."

Wenjo could only sit on the sofa: "Oh."

Fu Nanli pressed his eyebrows and said, "after this flight, I will go to Europe to attend a conference, which will last for ten days. Plus the delay on the circuit, there will be less than half a month away from home."

Wenqiao mouth up, eyes of joy can not be suppressed: "really ah?"

Don't lie for half a month.

How nice!

Fu Nanli's tall body was close to her, slightly squinting at her, her fingers slightly forced, her skin tender, chin suddenly more red finger prints.

"Happy?"

Wenqiao immediately took his hand, a second switch reluctant to give up: "I will miss you, you must come back immediately after the meeting."

The tone fell down, like a cat.

Fu Nanli has a feeling that she can't do anything about it.

"I'm going to the bathroom." Wenjo still wanted to find out whether there were hospital tattoos among the brothers.

Fu Nanli is kind to her. She wants to do something for him at least to offset the guilt of lying.

As soon as Fu Nanli raised his hand, the waiter came over with a small gold tray in one hand. There was a black bracelet on it. Fu Nanli took it up and put it on her hand: "this is the pass of Xiaotangshan club. If I fly abroad in the future, if you are bored, you can come and play by yourself, and you can walk freely with this bracelet."

Wenjo touched it. It seemed that it was high-tech and could swipe cards.

"Well."

"I'll go to the jujitsu hall and come to see me later. Don't run around."

His smooth muscle lines are really the result of practicing Brazilian jujitsu.

When Fu Nanli's figure disappeared in the dark red corridor, Wenqiao grabbed a waiter and asked where the boxing center was. The waiter enthusiastically told her how to get there.

But the little Tangshan club was too big. Wenjo went down the corridor to the atrium and turned back and forth a few times.

Then, gorgeous lost.

It was so much like a maze. She stood still and calmed down for a moment, and began to model in her mind which places she had been to and which places she had not.

Soon, the huge and complex map of Xiaotangshan had a concrete image in her mind.

There's a Porsche in front of the club.

Zhao Tong pulled the glum Xu Lu to play and shook the card in his hand: "my brother has a good relationship with Fu Cheng, the young master of Mingcheng pharmaceutical industry. I got such a VIP card, but it's only one-time. You can only come and play once. But you can rest assured that my brother will get me the bracelet pass of Xiaotangshan for me, and I will be free to go in and out at that time."

Xu Lu's face was still ugly.

Xu Lu pulled her to go inside: "it's not worth your being so sullen. When we are playing with high-end young masters and young ladies in such high-end places, she can only watch TV in her poor stock and her crazy brother. It's not a class at all. We should not degrade ourselves."

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