Black-bellied husband, don't be too bad

Chapter 48 Chu Ci, Don't Lie to Me
Chu Ci stood still and did not move forward.

On the contrary, the door of the Bentley Mulsanne over there opened quickly, and then a tall and straight man walked out from inside, walking towards Chu Ci's side.

Chu Ci tightened her eyebrows, feeling that she was really unlucky, she looked at her watch, it was around seven o'clock in the evening, around this time, Fu Heng also came back.

So she pulled a forced smile and said hello awkwardly, "What a coincidence, I'm coming back too!"

Fu Heng raised his eyes and looked at her lightly, looked at the large bag of clothes in her hand, raised his eyebrows and asked coldly: "Where did you come back from?"

Chu Ci pursed her lips, enlarged the smile on her face, and said with a harmless expression, "I went to help the magazine get clothes for the models."

After finishing speaking, she tightened her clothes: "It's a bit cold outside, let's go home!"

Fu Heng didn't ask her about other things for the time being, and responded lightly: "Yes!"

Chu Ci took a step behind him, only to find a sharp pain in his ankle. He sprained his ankle just now, and it hurts to walk naturally.

The man caught her low cry in time, and when he turned his head, his expression revealed a bit of concern in the darkness: "What's wrong?"

Chu Ci frowned and bit her lips, as if she was very embarrassed: "I accidentally twisted my foot."

Fu Heng raised his eyebrows and gave her a heavy look, then he took out his mobile phone to make a call, as if asking the driver to come over.

Chu Ci pouted, thinking that you are a person who can't even care about it, who are you showing this ugly face to?

While talking, Fu Heng had already bent down and gently pinched her ankle: "Is the injury serious?"

His sudden move made Chu Ci jump, she wanted to retract her foot, but the man pinched her foot, making her unable to move.

Subconsciously, she shook her head: "It doesn't hurt, it's okay."

At this moment, the driver had already got out of the car and walked towards this side. Fu Heng handed him the big bag that Chu Ci was carrying, then leaned down and said softly, "Go home."

Then, he made a move that left Chu Ci dumbfounded.

Fu Heng bent down and hugged Chu Ci.

In order not to let herself fall, Chu Ci had no choice but to hook his neck with her hands.

Although the night was so thick that it was almost impossible to see clearly, Chu Ci's face was still red, and these red marks spread from the base of the ears to the back of the neck.

She exhaled softly, a little coyly: "You put me down, I can go by myself."

Fu Heng ignored him and walked forward on his own.

In fact, to be honest, since she was a child, she has never been hugged like this.

This typical princess hugging posture finally allowed her to experience it in her lifetime.

A certain part of her heart began to soften slowly, she couldn't help but tightened her grip on his neck, and said softly, "Am I heavy?"

Generally, when women ask this question, they hope that the man will say that it is not heavy, but that you are very light.

The corner of Fu Heng's lips curled into a faint smile: he followed her words: "A little bit!"

Chu Ci suddenly felt that an arrow had been shot in her heart, she pouted and hummed softly.

It wasn't until they got to the elevator that Fu Heng put the person down.

Chu Ci reached out to press the door of the elevator, and then stared straight at his pretty side face, but found that his expression was not very good, so she asked cautiously, "Have you had dinner yet?"

Fu Heng raised his eyes and glanced at her, opened his lips and asked, "Are you hungry?"

Chu Ci was a little embarrassed, she shook her head, blushed for a while and said, "I'm going to get my clothes in the afternoon, I waited for a while, and I haven't taken care of dinner yet."

After taking the clothes, I sprained my foot again. Although it was nothing serious, it took me a while.

Fu Heng stared into her eyes for a while, then asked, "How did you come back at night?"

He has only opened his mouth to ask his own questions until now, and he can be regarded as a person with excellent concentration.

Chu Ci guessed that he probably saw that he was being sent back, so he rolled his eyes and nodded: "I took a ride in my colleague's car."

She didn't know why she lied, but if she told the truth about some things, she would have to explain a lot. She found it annoying, so she just used this sentence to prevaricate. If Fu Heng believed it, then he believed it. If he didn't believe it, That's another story.

After hearing this, Fu Heng's expression didn't change much, he just smiled lightly and said, "Is that so, then your colleagues are quite nice."

Chu Ci followed his words and said, "Well, he treats everyone very well."

Fu Heng stared closely at her eyes, but seeing that those big black and white eyes did not dodge, they seemed to be very calm, which made him uncertain for a moment.

But a BMW X6. And it does not have a license plate, and there are probably not many in this city.

His heart sank, Fu Heng didn't know what kind of feeling arose in his heart, so before Chu Ci could react, he stretched out his hand and pushed her to the right side of the elevator.

Chu Ci exclaimed, and when his back was about to hit the elevator wall, the man wrapped his hands around the back of his neck in time and wrapped him in his arms.

Then, she saw Fu Heng's enlarged face, and that hot kiss just fell on her lips.

He kissed passionately and presumptuously, with just the right amount of strength, not so heavy that it would suffocate her breath, nor so light that it was just a touch of water.

Chu Ci opened her eyes and was caught off guard by his sudden kiss. His strength and irresistibility made Chu Ci a little hard to resist.

The man's kiss was lingering and piercing, until Chu Ci gasped for breath and had no intention of stopping.

In the end, he gently stroked the lips of the blushing woman who had been tortured by him with his lips, and pressed his forehead against her, his voice was light but cold: "Chu Ci, don't lie to me."

After saying this, he blatantly covered her lips again, not even giving her a chance to think or argue, just blocking all her words.

Chu Ci slowly softened under his skillful technique, she held onto the hem of his suit tightly, and clung to him to keep herself from slipping down.

Burying her face on Fu Heng's strong chest, Chu Ci asked about the smell of Armani's love perfume. It was Fu Heng's favorite perfume. It smelled of cardamom, cold and cool. Sometimes, men like it. The scent of the perfume is just like his own personality, which fits very well.

The elevator door opened, and Chu Ci came out of his chest, blinking and looking at him helplessly.

Her eyes are well-shaped, with long eyelashes, which are misty and charming at the same time.

This made him lose his mind.

But soon, he reacted.

Fu Heng originally supported himself on the elevator wall with one hand, but at this moment, he withdrew his hand, grabbed Chu Ci's hand that was hanging at the side, and led him out of the elevator.

Turning on the crystal chandelier in the living room, Fu Heng asked the woman standing at the entrance as if thinking of something, "Are you hungry?"

Chu Ci shook her head: "Not hungry!" Then added: "I'll make it myself if I'm hungry."

Fu Heng is not too reluctant, he has a relatively cold personality, he will not chase after you and ask you about your health, and he only cares about it just right, and there will be no further progress.

Neither good nor bad.

After Chu Ci said this, she wanted to go upstairs to take a shower and see if she was hungry, but just after taking a step, she heard her stomach growl.

She was a little embarrassed, and smiled hurriedly: "There are still noodles in the refrigerator, let me cook a bowl of noodles!"

Fu Heng was about to go upstairs, but after hearing what she said, he turned back.

Don't look at Chu Ci's virtuous and virtuous appearance in front of Mr. Fu, in the hall and in the kitchen, in fact, it is because Aunt Rong is there to help, and it is absolutely impossible for her to really do it by herself.

So Fu Heng went directly to the refrigerator and opened the refrigerator, took a look: "There is still a bag of dried noodles."

After he finished speaking, he took out the noodles, and his eyes touched the tomatoes on the side, as if he was talking to himself or saying to her: "You can make stewed noodles with tomatoes."

Chu Ci hurriedly said, "But I don't know how to do it!"

Fu Heng glanced at her like an idiot.

Chu Ci suddenly understood, and said cautiously: "Can you?"

The always cold CEO did not speak, but gave her a disdainful look, and then walked into the kitchen with dried noodles, tomatoes and eggs.

Chu Ci stared at the tall and handsome back of the man, dumbfounded.

After she realized it, she realized that Fu Heng had cooked noodles for her.

This is simply an incredible thing.

So, she hurriedly took out her mobile phone and sent Lu Xiang a WeChat message: "Xiangxiang, let me tell you something, super explosive?"

Lu Xiang sent it after a while: "Are you pregnant?"

Chu Ci didn't know why Lu Xiang had such a big brain hole, so he hurriedly told Lu Xiang about Fu Heng cooking noodles for her.

After a while, Miss Lu sent a super contemptuous picture with the text - refuse to show affection.

After chatting with Lu Xiang here, Fu Heng came out with a bowl of noodles over there.

There was steaming hot noodle soup in a small bowl, and the fragrance of tomatoes overflowed, Chu Ci couldn't help but drool.

She never knew that Fu Heng's craftsmanship could be so good, it simply exceeded her imagination.

After taking a bite of the noodles, Chu Ci was so moved that she was about to cry. She couldn't help giving the man a thumbs up: "I never thought your cooking skills are so good."

It is a very happy and joyful thing to be praised by others. Even President Fu, who has always been aloof and indifferent, squinted his eyes and smiled at this moment: "There are still many things you don't know!"

These words sounded more meaningful, Chu Ci agreed deeply, and nodded: "You also wash the dishes well."

Fu Heng: "..."

The noodles were indeed delicious, and Chu Ci was hungry again, so Chu Ci really wanted to eat it right away, but finally held back, she took out her phone, took a photo at a good angle, and then put away the phone with a proud face: " I will send a circle of friends later."

Fu Heng raised his eyebrows, looked at her complacent look, and smiled imperceptibly with his lips pursed.

After a while, a bowl of noodles was eaten up. She wiped her mouth and exclaimed: "Your cooking skills are better than mine. You are born or acquired!"

(End of this chapter)