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Chapter 72 "I'm Hungry..."

Fu Zhi's eyes also fell on the shallow tooth marks on his neck.

She coughed lightly: "Why?"

"..." Duan Zheng raised his eyebrows lightly, "Fu Jiujiu bit me and ran away, huh?"

Fu Zhi hummed lightly: "So what, if you are capable, you can bite back?"

Upon hearing this, Duan Zheng raised his brows lightly, and his lips curved slightly:

"Fu Jiujiu."

"Where do you want me to bite?"

Fu Zhi's eyes widened instantly, and the hand holding the document trembled slightly.

Fu Zhi glanced at Duan Zheng, "Starve you to death, starve you to death so I can change."

"..."

In the next second, Fu Zhi hung up the video call directly.

Looking at the hung up phone, Duan Zheng slightly raised his eyebrows and went to the kitchen to cook some noodles.

—

The next day, early in the morning.

Duan Zheng packed up and got ready to go to work. On the way, Special Assistant Chen reported on his work.

"Ten o'clock in the morning, regular meeting..."

"At eleven o'clock, Wen Ran, president of the Lin Group, is going to a new product launch event..."

"At two o'clock in the afternoon, the person in charge of Xiejiang Film and Television would like to invite you to meet."

"..."

Duan Zheng hummed softly, and then stretched out his hand to rub the center of his eyebrows.

"All the schedule in the afternoon has been postponed. I'm going to Linshi."

Assistant Chen let out an "ah" and was slightly puzzled, but he didn't say anything.

According to what the boss said, he booked a ticket to Linshi.

—

Lin City, Lin Wang Banquet Hall.

Fu Zhi wore a long white dress and sat gracefully in the auditorium.

The person beside him was Xu Linwang, a man in a black suit with crossed legs.

He tilted his head slightly, "Mr. Fu, if you have the opportunity, you should take your students to participate in more activities."

Fu Zhi chuckled lightly: "Okay."

Xu Lin pretended: "..."

Hearing this somewhat perfunctory tone, Xu Linxuan couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Xu Lin added wildly: "Next time you come, remember to bring your husband with you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Linxuan was lightly patted on the shoulder.

Xu Lin turned his head and looked at the past. It was none other than Duan Zheng.

He raised his eyebrows lightly, "President Duan, why are you here, huh?"

Duan Zheng chuckled: "I heard—"

"You miss me?"

Xu Lin pretended: "..."

Can you stop showing off?
Fu Zhi also looked over, and Duan Zheng rubbed her little head.

"I am coming."

"You asked me to come."

Fu Zhi pursed her lower lip lightly, "Wow, Mr. Duan is really, really obedient!"

Duan Zheng: "..."

Duan Zhengfei shamelessly occupied Xu Linxuan's place and stayed by Fu Zhi's side.

He also brought two small bottles of fudge this time, and he knew that Fu Zhi didn't bring fudge this time on a business trip.

This matter... is big!
Until, 08:30 in the evening.

activity ends.

Fu Zhi politely declined the invitation to stay and work with Lin Wang Group.

Duan Zheng put his suit jacket on Fu Zhi's shoulder, walked out of the banquet hall with one hand around Fu Zhi's waist.

Evening in summer is very beautiful.

Fu Zhi yawned, feeling a little sleepy, Fu Zhi took a step forward and stood in front of the man.

Duan Zheng bent down slightly, reached out and pinched Fu Zhi's small face.

"Fu Jiujiu."

"What do you want?"

His voice was low and gentle, word by word, slowly falling into his ears.

Crispy and numb, it is extraordinarily seductive.

Fu Zhi opened her arms and shook her little hands, "I can't walk anymore, my hands hurt, I want to hug."

The gentle voice gradually rang through the ears, the voice was extraordinarily soft.

Duan Zheng bent down slightly, raised his hand and hugged Fu Zhi effortlessly.

The little girl's body is always so light that he can hug it without any effort.

It seems... no different from when she was a child.

When she was a child, she was thin and small. Because of dancing, she had to control her weight and diet.

He couldn't even eat rice, and the size of the dance clothes hadn't been changed in three years since junior high school.

Duan Zheng: "I've raised you for nothing, how come you haven't gained any meat after so many years?"

Fu Zhi rested her small head on Duan Zheng's chest, and replied in a daze, "Really, do you regret it?"

"No regrets!" Duan Zheng responded immediately
He paused slightly and said:

"If you do it all over again."

"I still want to marry you. Before I go abroad, I must give you a good hug."

The little girl in her arms was breathing lightly, and she didn't know if she heard this sentence.

He glanced at Fu Zhi, and said softly:
"If there is a chance to do it all over again."

"Do you still choose to meet me?"

—

Got to the hotel room.

Duan Zheng changed Fu Zhi's clothes, and let the little girl lie on the bed and fall asleep soundly.

Fu Zhi turned over and subconsciously rubbed against Duan Zheng's arms.

Duan Zheng stretched out his hand and pushed the little girl inside, before going to wash up.

"Where are you going?"

The little girl's nasal voice was very strong, and her warm and soft voice passed by her ears gently.

Duan Zheng curled his lips into a chuckle, "I won't go, I'll come over after taking a shower."

Fu Zhi grabbed his wrist, "I'm sleepy."

"..."

Duan Zheng realized that Fu Zhi's thinking was wrong, "Hey, brother, don't move you, don't be afraid."

Fu Zhi: "...QAQ"

Only then did Fu Zhi let Duan Zheng go to wash up, and fell asleep while hugging the quilt.

When Duan Zheng came out, just as he lay down, Fu Zhi entangled him like a small octopus.

Duan Zheng pulled up the quilt and covered Fu Zhi.

There was a faint smile on his lips, which was extraordinarily attractive.

—

The next day, after Fu Zhi finished his work, it was almost two o'clock in the afternoon.

Fu Zhi stretched her waist, and leaned lazily on the chair.

Fu Zhi picked up a bottle of AD calcium milk and drank it, and Duan Zheng added two more bottles for Fu Zhi.

"Duan Zheng."

Duan Zheng propped himself on the back of the chair with one hand, leaned slightly, and moved closer.

"What's your name?" Duan Zheng raised his eyebrows, "What should you call me now?"

"Duan dog?"

"elder brother?"

"Mr. Duan?"

"To Mr. Duan?"

Duan Zheng's face darkened, and he raised his hand to flick Fu Zhi's little head.

"Call husband!"

Fu Zhi turned her head, "Don't bark."

"I'm used to being called Duan Zheng."

Duan Zheng: "..."

His slender fingers landed on Fu Zhi's cheek and pinched it lightly.

"Fu Jiujiu."

"What can I do with you?"

Fu Zhi raised her eyes slightly, looked up at him with her small face, and her eyes fell on the man's face.

The little girl beckoned to him, "Come here, let me kiss you!"

"..."

Duan Zheng snorted coldly, squeezed her little hand, and said softly, "No kiss."

"Kiss if you say so, and don't if you don't. I'm like your spare tire."

He added: "I may not have the same status as the spare tire!"

Fu Zhi: "..."

The little girl grabbed Duan Zheng's tie with one hand and pulled him over.

Duan Zheng looked at the little girl approaching, and ducked back with a straight face.

Seeing the kiss that was about to fall on Duan Zheng's cheek, Duan Zheng couldn't help but move closer.

"Then...then I can't help it—"

"Let you kiss me?"

As he spoke, Duan Zheng clasped the back of Fu Zhi's head with one hand and deepened the kiss.

Originally, Fu Zhi wanted to tease him, but later, it seemed that it was out of control.

Fu Zhi reached out and pushed the man's chest, and whispered:

"Brother can't."

"Here...not here."

(End of this chapter)