Chapter 107

Fu Ting followed Ning Wan out of the car and took out the money from his pocket

The driver thanked and drove away.

It's late. It's very difficult to find another taxi. Ning Wan's cheeks were bulging, and there was some complaint in his voice, "if Fu doesn't want to take a taxi for me, what's the matter with letting the driver go now?"

"It's a nice night, especially for a walk." Fu Ting's long legs seemed to be unsteady.

"Well, since the night is good, Mr. Fu appreciates it slowly." Ning Wan is not in a good mood, she said stiffly. Now Anqing is abroad. Anbai must be busy. She can't get a car all the way. She has to go out.

Fu Ting didn't know whether he was really drunk or not, shaking his body and following Ning Wan.

"President Fu, can you not follow me?" Ning Wan is very impatient, and even more can't care that his boss is in front of him.

Fu Ting stopped for a moment, covering his chest with one hand, mouth, and knees with one hand, and belched loudly.

Seeing Fu Ting's uncomfortable appearance, Ning Wan could not help muttering, "it's really self inflicted to know that you can't drink so much."

Fu Ting squatted on the ground and coughed violently.

"You Are you ok? " In the spirit of humanitarianism, Ning Wan could not bear to let Fu Ting alone on the road.

"Not dead."

Ning Wan was not very angry and helped Fu ting up. "What are you doing to me? If I hadn't saved you, you would have been drunk by Liu Fangzheng tonight. "

"You and him Do you know each other? " Fu Ting's deep eyes, with cold light, seem to be able to see through Ning Wan.

Ning Wan didn't expect Fu ting to be so smart, but it's OK to tell him, "yes, I know him."

"How do you know each other?" Fu Ting half leans on Ning Wan and moves forward together.

Ning Wan Chueh was dissatisfied with this. "In other words, if it wasn't for Fu Zong to take me on a business trip, I haven't had the chance to know Mr. Liu."

Fu Ting asked in a deep voice, "when did it happen?" Although he is not with Ning Wan every day, it seems that Liu Fangzheng is not included in his contact with Ning Wan.

"That night, the nightclub."

"He's a nightclub man?" Fu Ting's face was solemn. "In this case, I will not be allowed to contact him in the future."

Ning Wan silently rolled a white eye. "Mr. Fu, you're just my boss, not my parents. There's no need to care who I associate with?"

Fu Ting stopped and shot his cold eyes, "do you want to associate with him?"

Under Fu Ting's cold and fierce eyes, Ning Wan consciously explained, "I mean Make friends. "

"No friends!"

"Mr. Fu, I really think you are too broad."

Fu Ting narrowed his eyes and stared at Ning Wan. "What do you say?"

If you can't stir up Ning Wan, you can still hide from him? I'll take you back. '

After walking for a long time, they finally got a taxi. Ning Wan asked the driver to send Fu Ting back, but Fu Ting gave the driver the address of Ning Wan's home.

In this case, Ning Wan decided to be more respectful than obedient.

When the car arrived at the destination, Ning Wan got off and Fu Ting followed.

"President Fu, this is my home."

"I know." Fu Ting walked into the elevator door and pressed the floor.

Ning Wan walked over, frowned and said, "President Fu, it's almost eleven o'clock. I don't think it's convenient for you to go up."

"I don't have hangover soup at home."

"Do you mean to go back after you've drunk the soup?" Ning Wan has a feeling of regret for saving Fu ting.

Fu Ting didn't speak. He went into the elevator and Ning Wan followed him.

"In this way, you'll go back after you've finished drinking, OK?"

"Look at the mood."

"You..."

"You want more people to see that you can stay here."

When they got home, Ning Wan hurriedly cooked Fu Ting's soup.

Fu Ting sat on the sofa and closed his eyes askew.

Soon, Ning Wan came out with the sobering soup. "Mr. Fu, don't sleep."

Fang Yun has been making trouble these days. If you see Fu Ting here, doesn't it make her find an excuse to humiliate herself?

"President Fu, wake up, wake up, your sobering soup is ready." Said, Ning Wan shook Fu Ting's shoulder.

Fu Ting slowly opened his eyes and looked confused.

"Here you are." Ning Wan takes a breath of relief and puts the hangover soup in front of Fu ting.

Suddenly, Fu Ting bent over and covered his belly.

"What's the matter with you?" Ning Wan put the hangover soup on one side and asked nervously.

"Do you have any stomach medicine?"

Ning Wan suddenly rushed into the study and took out a medicine chest. When he found the medicine, he brought a glass of water to Fu Ting's mouth and said, "take the medicine quickly."

Fu Ting, whose face was as white as paper, could not hold the cup because his hands were shaking.

Ning Wan finally decided that good people should do it to the end, put the pills in Fu Ting's mouth, and then came back with a cup. "Open your mouth."Fu Ting cooperated and opened his mouth to drink most of the water.

I don't know if it's stuck by medicine or for any other reason, Fu Yuanqing coughs a few times, half leaning on the back of the sofa.

Seeing that the sobering soup is going to be cold, Ning Wan tentatively asks, "Mr. Fu, how are you?"

"Much better."

"Then..." Ning Wan brought the sobering soup, "then drink this, and go back to have a rest. Shall I call your driver now? "

Fu Ting closed his eyes and turned away with a cold face.

"Mr. Fu, this is my home. It's not convenient for you to spend the night here."

"It's not the first time I've spent the night here." Fu Ting opened his eyes. They were big and bright, and deep.

Ning Wan sat cross legged beside Fu ting in a very kind voice. "Although that's true, it was an accident before that. And Fu would not like to be seen here for the night, which is not good for you and me, right?"

"You're very comprehensive." Fu ting points at his mouth and signals Ning wan to feed him.

As long as Fu Ting can leave, Ning Wan doesn't mind "serving" Fu ting. At present, he is very dog. He ladles a spoonful of sobering soup to Fu ting.

Fu Ting took a drink, his Adam's Apple moved, and opened his mouth again.

Ning Wan scooped out another spoon and fed it carefully to Fu ting. "President Fu, if you can't drink enough alcohol, you'd better not drink so much alcohol. If you don't hurt yourself, you'll see a joke."

"What do you say?"

"Well I mean Fu always has to pay attention to his body. " Ning Wan knew later that Fu Ting was so proud of himself that he certainly didn't want to hear the latter sentence.

Fu Ting took a sip and slowly leaned on Ning Wan's body and closed his eyes.

Ning Wan holds Fu Ting's corner and reminds him, "don't fall asleep, Mr. Fu, you will go back later."

The answer is only the sound of breathing.

Ning Wan patted Fu Ting's hand. Seeing that the other side didn't respond, he patted Fu Ting's face again.

Fu Ting tightly closed his eyes. His eyelashes were long and curly, leaving a shadow. Under the high bridge of his nose, a pair of pink lips were tightly pressed. Under the light, there was less coldness and more handsome.

Such a person makes Ning Wan's heart beat faster.

"President Fu?" Ning Wan called softly and poked Fu Ting's cheek with his index finger.

Fu Ting's muscle. The skin is very elastic. Ning Wan is addicted to playing. He stabs it. He thinks it's funny. It's like Just like she poked Ning Xiuyu in her swaddling clothes.

Ning Xiuyu's sleeping face appears in Ning Wan's mind, and she quickly retracts her hand.

She doesn't think there are two people like this in the world, who are fiercely excluded from her heart.

Fu Ting has a girlfriend, and this person is her half sister.

Ning Wan got up quickly, but he didn't know that Fu Ting was holding down his clothes, and he was lying on Fu Ting's body.

When Ning Wan's lips were pasted on Fu Ting's mouth, he lost his breath instantly.

Ning Wan wants to get up. Suddenly, she has a big hand on her waist. She can only open her mouth and shout, "President Fu, you..."