Mr. Fu treats her like life

Chapter 326 If you don't listen well, you have to use strong ones, huh?
"Let's go." He nodded, took her hand naturally and walked inside.

Song Qianzi followed behind him all the way, being somewhat passively led inside by him.His eyes kept falling on the big hand holding her.

For some reason, an indescribable feeling flowed from the bottom of my heart.

It made her palpitate, and she couldn't help but want to escape.

Walking into the room full of literary and artistic atmosphere, everything here deeply attracted her.

The studio is small, but very quiet.

The easels and drawing boards are neatly arranged, and the plaster geometric figures are arranged in order among the grids on the wall.

There is the quiet shore of Lake Baikal, the endless golden wheat fields, and the rising flames...

Exciting pictures are presented one after another, and the rich artistic atmosphere flows silently in the infinitely wandering space.

There are still a few rooms upstairs. While Song Qianzi looked up, Rong Lianye had already picked up the steps and waved to her, "Go upstairs and take a shower first."

Looking down at her wet clothes, the beautiful body was looming, Rong Lianye's throat rolled, and he turned and walked upstairs, "It's uncomfortable to wear wet clothes."

The lonely man and the widow were in the same room, Song Qianzi felt a little uncomfortable.

He mentioned this place to her in the car before, and she just came here to take a look out of curiosity about their mother and child, and now she has finished watching it, so there is no need to stay here, is there?

The thin white fingers crossed together, paused, and refused: "I don't have any clothes to change, so forget it."

Fortunately, the phone was not taken away by the liar. She looked down at the time and said in a low voice, "It's very late, I should go back, and I have to film tomorrow."

The man stopped when he heard the sound.

Seeing her sticking her head down and twisting her fingers, looking at a loss, Rong Lianye ran down the stairs without saying a word, bent down and carried her on his shoulders.

"Hey, you—" Because of the flight, she grabbed his shoulders hard, and the two's hot and humid bodies pressed tightly together, and Song Qianzi's face blushed instantly.

"If you don't listen well, you have to use force, huh?"

"Rong Lianye, you—" Song Qianzi's cheeks were completely red to the base of her ears.

"I can't get a taxi here at this time, so I'll stay here tonight!"

I don't know if what he said is true or not. When I was thinking about the first half of his sentence, I was caught off guard and thrown into the bathroom.

Rong Lianye closed the bathroom door, and a clear voice came through the frosted glass, "You take a shower here first, I'll be right back."

Song Qianzi was stunned.

No matter how uncomfortable it is to wear wet clothes, but there is not even a change of clothes right now, how dare she take a bath at this time.

10 minutes later, the man came back after buying several bags of clothes from nowhere.

He knocked on the door of the bathroom, saw that it was open, and stuffed one in.

Seeing that very clean and brand new men's shirt, Song Qianzi felt as if she had been pumped out.

Did he just go out to buy clothes?
But... Now that I'm out shopping for clothes, why don't you help her buy a lady's dress? ?

With one hand resting on his waist, the man ripped through his half-wet and half-dry mid-part hair depressingly, and said to the bathroom door in a hoarse voice, "I'm a big man, and I can't find out the size of your women."

After saying that, he turned to leave.

Song Qianzi stood in front of the mirror in the bathroom, listening to the man's magnetic voice, her throat moved slightly.It is obvious that the exposed skin is dyed a light pink.

(End of this chapter)