The rich president let me go: fall in love with you after drunk

Chapter 65 Her Sweetness, Her Warmth ([-])
In fact, Ningxia understood without him explaining that most of the wine in the private rooms of the clubhouse was served with green tea and other beverages. Going to that kind of place is just to have fun, and it is not good to drink too much and cause trouble.Occasions vary from occasion to occasion, and naturally, some things are self-evident.

What flashed through Ning Xia's mind was the scene of his Young Master Fang spitting out wine when his leg was injured. Of course, there was also the scene of him blocking the wine for himself in the box yesterday.

"Drink less if you feel uncomfortable..."

Suddenly, all the pictures overlapped and intertwined, Ning Xia said in a low voice, and his fingers gently lingered on Fang Shiyou's forehead and eyebrows.

Plain words were nothing more than the most natural words at this moment, but something in Fang Shiyou's chest suddenly twitched, and something slowly opened up, drowning him with moisture.

Of course, he who is good at disguising shows that his brows are tightly furrowed.

The man's handsome face is calm and composed, originally an ethereal gesture of extreme relaxation.Ning Xia squeezed a few times but saw the man frowned, thinking it was her hand that hurt him.Ning Xia understands that her hands are thick and heavy, so naturally she can't compare with the Jiaojiao ladies who usually massaged the young master.

"Young Master Fang, did I... I hurt you?" Ning Xia asked tentatively, the fingertips that were pressed down slowly stopped, not daring to use any more force.

"No..." The man took a breath and replied, his brows stretched, but his eyes were still closed, as if he really didn't want to make things difficult for her.

Ning Xia breathed a sigh of relief, her fingertips lingered on the corners of Fang Shiyou's forehead and brows again, and her even strength scattered along her round and fleshy fingertips.

In fact, Ningxia started to regret that when he said it, because it was such a big nonsense, not all their businessmen talked about it at the wine table, it was just...

Ning Xia hesitated for a moment, then shook his head silently, pursed the corners of his mouth, the strength in his hands became more and more gentle, as if he was afraid that the man would frown a little more.

Gentle strength moved between his brows, like layers of waves piled up his thoughts one after another.An unprecedented feeling came from Ningxia's fingertips to Fang Shiyou's heart.

In her memory, she gently stroked her forehead with a snow-white handkerchief to wipe away the fine beads of sweat under the pain and trembling.

The sea of ​​memory, fueling the flames, is out of control.

Fang Shiyou suddenly raised his hand and landed on the hand that Ning Xia was gently massaging for him. With his knuckles stretched, his wide palm completely covered the back of Ning Xia's small hand.He still remembers the first time he touched her hand on the court that day...

The unexpected touch made Ning Xia's hands tremble involuntarily, and even in a panic, the massage stopped.Ningxia pulled her hand subconsciously, but the man's knuckles slightly bent and grabbed her hand.

"Use a little more force," the man's eyes were closed, but there was still an aura in his eyebrows that made people dare not move rashly.

Hearing the man's order, Ning Xia hastily responded with an "ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh."

"Hiss..." The strength came too violently, Fang Shiyou groaned in pain, and frowned.

"What did you eat to grow up, why are you so strong!" Can't help complaining, the man raised his hand and rubbed his forehead.

"Yes, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Ning Xia apologized all over his face, and his fingers softened all of a sudden, hanging on Fang Shiyou's forehead, like a child who did something wrong.

"Young Master Fang, rest first. I'll get you a glass of water, and I'll be right back." Ning Xia knew that heavy hands and thick hands are not a good material for serving others, so she never dared to use her hands on Young Master Fang's head to do evil again. , and the tone is even more apologetic.

Fang Shiyou watched Ningxia straighten her legs bent on the sofa, her smooth and clean skin was glowing softly under the orange light, shaking gently, the only thing that spoiled the scenery was the 'pig's trotter', slowly falling on the ground on my pair of linen slippers.

Although the sprain is severe, but the basic self-care can still be done, just pour a glass of water.Bai lives in his young master's house, so he has to do something for him anyway, since he can't do massage, then he has to "serve and serve" with a little bit of winking and care.Ningxia's feet moved from the sofa to the floor, stepped into the comfortable slippers, and struggled to stand up.

"Running around!"

Easily, before Ningxia's feet could support her body, Fang Shiyou pulled her back.The man's strength was a little heavy due to his eagerness, and Ning Xia fell down heavily with no roots on his feet, and fell on his back on the sofa.

"If you want to stay with me for a long time, I don't care if your injury is worse." The man looked at Ning Xia with great disgust, with an expression of getting out of here.

Ning Xia was so blocked that she had nothing to say, her lips moved a few times but she didn't say a word.

People have to bow their heads under the roof.

There is nothing better than this, Ning Xia bit her lips even tighter.

At this time, Young Master Fang had already got up and left the sofa, leaving only Ningxia frowning on the sofa.

"Then I'll pack my things now, anyway, it will be fine in a few days, and I don't dare to bother you anymore." Finally, I straightened out what I didn't know how to say, and blurted out directly.

Ning Xia suddenly felt a loosening in his chest, and he breathed a sigh of relief, then moved his body again and put on his shoes again to stand up.The linen slippers are cool and dry, but it's a pity that Ningxia's feet are so painful that she can't enjoy this comfort calmly.Slowly take steps, one after another slowly jump instead of walking.

"Stop jumping, can't you see the dust on the floor flying all over the sky!" Fang Shiyou leaned out from the entrance, and when he heard the thumping movement, he knew that someone was making trouble. "You don't even look at how fat you are. If the floor is damaged by the earthquake, how do you want to match it?"

People with healthy legs and feet can naturally reach Ning Xia in a few steps. In this way, Fang Shiyou walked up to Ning Xia and squinted at her.

"sit down!"

Ning Xia stood alone with one foot of the golden rooster and gently tapped the other injured foot on the ground, looked at Fang Shiyou depressedly, and finally compromised.Ningxia comforted herself, at this moment, she couldn't confront an adult man with sound physical indicators, otherwise, she would die even worse.

Ning Xia hadn't figured out how to sit on the sofa when she saw Fang Shiyou shaking the bottle in front of her eyes.

"This, I will wipe it properly, Young Master Fang, thank you."

Obviously, what the man dangled in his hand was the bottle of safflower oil whose special smell could not be washed off.Ningxia looked up gratefully, and took the bottle of medicinal oil in Fang Shiyou's hand with extremely polite hands.Fang Shiyou unexpectedly leaned over and pressed down, the woody scent mixed with the smell of alcohol rushed to Ning Xia's face, and the tall figure instantly made Ning Xia's eyes dark.

Ning Xia's face was pressed against his chest under the pressure of the man, and his smell became clearer during the hot collision.

The man caressed Ning Xia's shoulder, the movements in his palm were extremely gentle and gentle.To Ningxia, such gentle shackles are like a rope that is getting tighter and tighter, so she dare not move a single bit. Her tense hands and feet froze in the man's arms, and fell in the direction of the man's force. go down.

Fortunately, there is a soft sofa behind it, not Wanren Mountain or a sea of ​​flames.

One moment was frozen tension and the next moment was awkward release.Ning Xia panicked and sat up hastily. It would be embarrassing enough to sway in front of a man who is neither unfamiliar nor familiar.

Ning Xia didn't know that she had appeared in front of Young Master Fang not long ago, so there was no need to maintain some reservedness that no one cared about this time.

(End of this chapter)