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"I was an exchange student. I didn't have time." Only spare time to do part-time work, no way.

Fu Si Han looked at her with a smile in her eyes: "Mrs. Fu became an exchange student when she was young. She is excellent."

"Are you kidding me?" It's incredible. He must be making fun of her!

At that time, she was a full-time exchange student, which was really excellent to ordinary people, but she was a small subordinate compared with Fu Sihan, a "non-human".

"How dare I make fun of Mrs. Fu?" Fu Sihan smiles more.

Stare at him in the evening.

See speech evening that eyebrow eye vivid appearance, forbear to bow a kiss.

Fu Sihan remembered that he also came to Europe when he was young, but it was a car accident training, not a good memory.

If he and she met at that time, what kind of attitude would he have towards her? Fu Sihan thought that his temper was milder when he was young than now, so he should be able to speak later?

Thinking of this, Fu Sihan was laughed at by his own imagination.

At that time, his activities were confined to the ward, and later expanded to the small garden of the hospital. He never went out of the hospital. Besides doctors and nurses, Su Yujie, who often came to take care of his temporary blindness, how could he come to work as an exchange student?

Two people along the Seine river slowly walk, through the streets, quiet and warm.

Once in a while, I stop to buy some delicious snacks.

See still good jewelry clothes bag, Fu Sihan will not care about the late opposition to buy her directly, paid the bill and left.

"I haven't worn a lot of clothes at home, and I often wear jewelry." It's not about saving, but about too much.

Except for some necessary occasions, he doesn't like to wear jewelry at any time or night. As for clothes, Fu Sihan orders regular clothes of various brands to yipinyuan every season, so he can't wear them at all.

"Good looking, just like you." Fu Sihan replied.

All the good things he wanted to bring to her.

Later, he sighed and let it go. He was happy. Anyway, he had more money.

When she gets home, she can tidy up the cloakroom and give some things to friends and colleagues in the company, or to charity parties.

"How can I take these things back?" In the evening, he pointed to a pile of articles bought by President Fu da.

"Jiang will deal with it."

“……” Once again, I sympathized with assistant Jiang and met such a wayward boss.

That night, Foshan stayed in the apartment.

Living in such a small bedroom for the first time in my life, I didn't think there was so much rejection. On the contrary, I felt that the experience was quite good.

Because the place is small, the actions of the night are always within the sight range. Fu Sihan feels that the figure of the little woman is running from her left to her right, and then from her right to her left.

It was as if the whole world was filled with her.

Fu Sihan was lying on the bed which was only 1.5 meters wide. He occupied most of the bed. He looked at the direction of the bathroom quietly. He didn't do anything. He could listen to the clattering water for an hour.

Finally, the bathroom door opens.

Go out and brush your hair in the evening.

Fu Sihan got out of bed and took a hair dryer. He waved at the night and said, "come on."

Evening naturally sat on the couch of the dressing table, felt that the man picked up her hair, ear is hair dryer "buzzing" sound, but very relieved.

In the mirror of the dressing table, the man lowered his eyes to blow her hair. He picked up and put it down one by one, as if he were making a handicraft.

Between the eyebrows and eyes are all earnest and pious.

"Ah Han." It's late and late.

Fu Sihan "um" voice, raised the eyes, continue to work seriously.

"I'm very happy today."

After two seconds, Fu Sihan put down the hair dryer and felt his hair in the evening. He was sure that it was dry. He put the woman in his arms for a while and put the man on the bed.

He didn't speak, but he could clearly feel that he was in a good mood.

Like a proud cat, happy in the heart, not on the surface.

When she is happy, he is happy.

"Sleep, baby." Fu Si Han kisses the person in the bosom, hugs the person tightly, no more redundant movement.

I was surprised to see him later.

Fu Si Han closed his eyes but looked like a long third eye. After watching for a while, he accurately knocked on his forehead.

"Don't you want to sleep? What else do you want to do? " Still close your eyes.

"Sleep! I don't want to! " Close your eyes in the evening.

She still has a show, but she doesn't dare to mess with Fu Sihan - although she originally thought that if Fu Sihan really wanted to, she could Well, once or twice.

After a while, I opened my eyes again.

"Ah Han, my last show tomorrow night, would you like to see it?""I'm leaving tomorrow morning." Fu Sihan still closed his eyes.

"Oh" in the evening, I was a little disappointed, but I also understood that Fu Sihan was very busy with his work and was often handling documents in the car.

And so on late breath became stable and long, Fu Si Han opened his eyes.

He gazed at the sleeping woman in his arms, and the corners of his mouth seemed to smile.

After a while, the mobile phone on the bedside table flashed.

Fu Sihan turned the light on the screen of his mobile phone to the lowest level and opened the email sent by Jiang Yan. It was the street photographer who took the photos of them.

This is Fu Sihan later told Jiang Yan to find a photographer to come.

If the little girl doesn't give it to him, he doesn't have it!

Fu Sihan completely ignored himself, only to speak late.

A dozen or so photos are going over and over.

He finally saw that Yan wanwan's smile in front of him was no longer polite and elegant, but shouting coquettish and arrogant.

If he can, he is willing to guard such a smiling face until his body dies like loess.

*

the next day.

When he woke up in the evening, forshan had left.

It wasn't until her brain was clear that she remembered that in the morning, she seemed to feel the movement of Foshan getting up, and that the man whispered in her ear: "goodbye, baby."

There is a man's big palm gently patted on her back, coax her to sleep again.

Night incredible sitting on the bed, suspecting that his brain had hallucinations.

Fu Sihan should have such behavior?

Even if there is doubt, the heartbeat is still pounding, and the corners of the mouth can't help but go up.

*

finally, Paris Fashion Week is coming to an end.

The evening ushered in the last show.

This show is a top international brand of Gao dingxiu, said that evening as the finale model appearance, let a number of first-line international model envy envy envy envy.

Especially as a model named Doris who opened the show.

Doris is the most powerful supermodel in the past five or six years, and is favored by many people in the circle. If it is not for her late appearance, Doris is the final position of the show.