Chapter 140

Fu Ting got a call from he Shaolin as soon as he got off the plane. After flying for such a long time, even the first-class cabin was very uncomfortable. "What's the matter?"

"Anqing knows that you are going to France. She has already told anbai. I think both brother and sister know your intention."

Fu Ting kneaded his sour neck and sat on the pickup truck. "What's my intention? I'm just here to work. "

"Ha ha, I wish you all the best."

The car stopped at the door of a hotel. Fu Ting raised his wrist and looked at the time. "Go to the branch office first."

The driver immediately drove to the branch office. At ten o'clock in the evening, Fu Ting came back to the door of the hotel. Just about to get off, his eyes suddenly turned cold. Under the Wutong tree on the street, Ning Wan wears a black gauze dress, which is more

.

At this time, her steps were staggering and leaning on the Hebrew in a suit. The Hebrew looked at Ning Wan under the light, and the color of his eyes was very obvious.

"Hebrew, I saw your costume exhibition today. I I was so surprised that... " Ning Wan clings to the Hebrew arm and burps loudly, "you are better than I thought. You are my Man God of men! "

The eyes of the Hebrew glass are shining, holding the back of Ning Wan's hand gently and falling on a soft kiss.

"Cluck..." Rather than reaching out, Ning Wan stared at the back of his hand and was stunned. "It's over. I don't want to wash my hands tonight..."

"Ning Wan, you are lovely."

Ning Wan tilts her head, a wisp of hair falls to block her eyes. At this time, she pouts and fiddles with her hair, which is more pure and lovely.

The Hebrew eyes couldn't leave on Ning Wan's face. "Ning Wan, I feel very happy with you these days."

Every day, I can not only see the God of man, but also learn the costume design from the God of man. It's perfect. Ning Wan held up the Hebrew arm and smiled softly, "with you, I I feel happy, too. "

"Ning Wan, can you stay if you like?"

Ning Wan's mind is a little unclear, but he clearly knows what Hebrew is saying, "you said let me stay?"

"Yes," said Hebrew, nodding his head with certainty, and his eyes were full of hope for the future. "You can stay here and be my assistant. Of course, if you don't want to be my assistant, you can also find a job here. I believe you are very suitable for living here."

Fu Ting, who was sitting in the car, looked coldly, with a sneer on his lips, and suddenly lit a cigarette out of his pocket.

At night, the white smoke drifted in front of Fu Ting's eyes, blocking his side face.

"Ning Wan, even if it's for me, can you stay?" The Hebrew holds Ning Wan's hand and looks at Ning Wan's eyes for a moment.

Ning Wan seems to have been electrified to the general, a word can not say.

"I know it's a bit abrupt, but I really can't help liking you. Although we get along with each other for a short time, all your movements and smiles appear in my sleep. I can't imagine the days after you returned home, so would you give me a chance? "

Ning Wan was shocked, but her heart was clear. She had only admiration and appreciation for Hebrew, but no love for men or women at all.

"Hebrew, I think you misunderstood, I treat you..."

"I know it's too sudden for you. You don't need to rush to answer me. I can give you time to think about it."

"It's not about time, it's about..."

"That's the question of time. I'll send you here tonight, and I'll take you to meet my friends in the fashion world tomorrow."

When the cold wind came, Ning Wan woke up. Just Hebrew means Like yourself?

Ning Wan walked slowly towards the hotel lobby with her body askew.

After a few steps, a dark shadow blocked her way. She left, the other side left, she right, the other side around

"Sorry, please..." At the moment when he raised his head, Ning Wan was stunned.

Fu Ting is bathed in the dark with a black windbreaker. The cigarette end at the corner of his mouth is bright and dark. The whole person is as cold as a marble sculpture.

Shouldn't he be in China at this time? How could it be here?

"Come with me!" Fu Ting holds Ning Wan's wrist tightly and walks into the lobby of the hotel.

Fu Ting's French is quite good. He will get the room card soon.

Ning Wan is pushed into the elevator. From beginning to end, Fu Ting holds Ning Wan's wrist tightly.

Fu Ting stops at the door of a room. Ning Wan holds the door handle tightly and doesn't go in This is not my room. "

"Well, you remember it's not your room!"

"President Fu, although I don't know why you suddenly All of a sudden, but we'll talk about something tomorrow. " Ning Wan felt dizzy and distended and could not stand at all.

"You kissed me in the street with Hebrew, and you were afraid to enter my room?" Thinking of what might have happened to Ning Wan in France and Hebrew in recent days, Fu Ting was more furious and yanked Ning Wan into it.Ning Wan was already unstable and was pushed to the ground. The black tulle rolled up to reveal a large white skin.

Fu Ting gasped, pulled his tie to close the door, and changed his shoes with his back to Ning Wan.

When Ning Wan realized something, he was so nervous that he immediately stood up against the wall in a hurry Go back and have a rest. "

"Who gave you permission to go?" Fu Ting looked at it with a chill in his eyes.

I'm afraid that Fu Ting is too much. Rather than confront him, he quickly lowers his head. "What's Fu's order?"

"Come in!" Fu Ting hung his coat in the closet at the door and strode towards it.

This is a presidential suite with a large living room and a large French window. The White Tulle dances with the wind, bringing a cool feeling to the room.

Ning Wan stood at the door with her arms in her arms, afraid to enter.

Fu Ting stood with his back to the window, taking Ning Wan's tense color into his eyes.

The cold wind blows, moving the black skirt of Ning Wan, and the slender legs appear sometimes

Fu Ting's eyes were dark, and his voice became hoarse. "Come here..."

Ning Wan, who was willing to go, stood at the door for a long time, repeating the words just now, "I I'm going back to rest. "

Ning Wan turns around and eagerly turns the door handle. He is about to open the door. There is a tall figure behind him.

With his tall body, Fu Ting holds his arms and circles Ning Wan between himself and the doorplate. The burning breath is accompanied by a light smoke smell, stimulating every nerve of ningwan.

"And Hebrew to drink?"

"No..." Ning Wan became nervous, tense, and careful in speaking. "It's just a party."

"That's how you drink just to the party?" Fu Ting obviously didn't believe it.

Ning Wan nodded repeatedly, like a wife who confessed to her husband, "it's just an ordinary banquet, really..."

"If it's a normal party, how could it be like this?" Fu Ting turned Ning Wan's body around and picked up her chin a little bit. "Huh?"

The ending is long and sexy.