Sweet Wife, be Good!

Fu Meirou has never been pursuing anyone in a low voice, even when she was pursuing Shen Jingyu, she was like a tall lady.

Now let her lower her body to pursue Lan Feng, in a blatant way, she can't do it.

She wants to control the situation in her own hands.

Lan Feng is here.

He was wearing linen trousers, a white shirt, and a casual black suit, completely different from his previous style.

Dressed up like this, he has added a bit more elegance, and his handsome facial features suddenly seem to have changed his personality and become more handsome.

I thought that those costumes in the past were enough to add color.

Who knows that he is even more handsome and handsome under these simple clothes.

Fu Meirou looked at him for a long time, and said with a smile: "Come in, today there are salmon and lobsters delivered by air. Wine is also your favorite."

"Don't you want to give me files?" Lan Feng smiled.

"Lan Feng, when do we have to become so strange?" Fu Meirou was wearing a pajamas, not thin, and the silk material was comfortable and eye-catching.

The hand-embroidered pattern on it is exquisite and dazzling.

This was what Lan Feng could not see enough before, but now there was no change in his expression.

He said: "Just forget it, take the documents, I have to go back and look at it first."

"When did you become a workaholic? No matter how busy you are, I have to eat something." Fu Meirou pressed him into the seat.

She turned around to get the file.

She was rummaging through the piles of papers.

Lan Feng picked up the wine glass, the amber red liquid, spinning and jumping in the glass, like a neon in the night sky.

He squeezed lightly and cast his gaze into the night outside the window.

Fu Meirou finally found the document and said, "Here is it. People who don't know, think this is an important document."

Lan Feng took it and said, "I have made an appointment with someone else, in a hurry."

When he was speaking now, he didn't mind at all, his vision was empty, and he didn't know where to look.

Fu Meirou didn't let go of her hand holding the document, so she held his hand and shook it up.

Lan Feng's heart suddenly stirred, and she seemed to have the same emotions as before, wanting to get close, not to leave.

However, he is too aware of his current feelings for Fu Meirou, that is, no feelings.

No amount of feelings can withstand the attrition and loss of the three different views.

He has been worn out.

Fu Meirou fell into his embrace: "Lan Feng..."

She is very active.

Lan Feng's voice was resisting, and suddenly pushed her away.

Fu Meirou's eyes were wounded: "What's wrong with you?"

As if it was his fault, he hugged her and pushed her away.

Lan Feng knew what was in the wine.

Maybe the weight is not much, but the effect is excellent.

Fu Meirou is also confident. A little medicine and her own charm are enough.

"I have something else." Lan Feng said, crossing Fu Meirou and striding towards the door.

Fu Meirou looked at his back, painted her fingers full of red Kordan, and pinched fiercely.

Lan Feng, how could he have changed!

He has been there for more than ten years!

But when Fu Meirou realized that she needed him, he stepped back!

Her proud heart seemed to be hit hard.

After Lan Feng came out, Xiao Yao's call followed.

"Master Feng, are you coming soon?" Xiao Yao asked.

Her company registration is still a few steps away. Lan Feng helped her introduce a few professionals.