Mrs. Fu, please grasp the scale

The spring night is short and the day is high, and since then the king will not go to court early.

No matter how late he slept, the biological clock still woke him up at a fixed time.

Fu Jingting lowered his eyes, the woman was in his arms, holding her tightly, her face was pressed against his chest, her eyes were closed tightly, and she was breathing evenly.

He stretched his arms, laughed, and lost control for a while.

The man smiled, and he stretched out his arm, watching her frowning and rubbing against his chest, looking for a comfortable position, with one leg straight on his body.

In the morning, her body was very restless, Fu Jingting's forehead was tense, and he tried to pull her away.

Xu Qingcheng dreamed that her favorite cuddling bear when she was a child was going to be snatched away, and she held on tightly, and then fell a little hard, her hands and feet were so weak that she couldn't get up, and her breathing was a little bit tight. Difficult, hot and itchy all over, as if sick.

She anxiously wanted to ask someone to pull her, but when she opened her mouth, it was all soft...

His thoughts were pulled back by the voice, the dream disappeared, Xu Qingcheng sobbed, his eyes fell into the man's face, black hair and black eyes, strong and domineering.

She opened her mouth and bit his shoulder.

Disturbing people's dreams, heinous.

Duan Heng frequently checked his watch. Today, he made a golf appointment with Mr. Liang of Beijian. The departure time has arrived, but the people inside have not come out for a long time.

The driver asked him, "Assistant Duan, don't you want to rush me?"

"hold on."

As the core member of the new generation of Fu Group, Duan Heng is his assistant, and he has never been late.

However, Young Master Fu took away the information last night, and Duan Heng guessed that Ms. Xu should be here.

After Fu Jingting came out of the wash, he glanced at the time and clicked his tongue softly.

There was a ball on the bed, Xu Qingcheng pulled up the quilt, she was so sleepy.

The phone on the bedside rang, and Xu Qingcheng instinctively grabbed the phone, her white and slender arms poked out from under the dark quilt, and fumbled a few times, but when she couldn't find it, the ringing seemed to have disappeared.

She turned over, her eyelids were heavy, and was pulled back to chat by Duke Zhou again.

Fu Jingting picked up her cell phone and pressed the mute button.

When the man came out, he was full of energy and could not see any fatigue. Duan Heng hurriedly opened the door and let him get in the car.

When the car started, Fu Jingting closed his eyes and rested his mind. The woman's crying sound fell in his ears as if he couldn't take it off.

"You hate it to death! Dog man! You know how to bully me. What's the ability to force me to give up my seat? If you have the ability, you can revive the prosperous world." She was crying, beating and cursing, scolding him for a while and scolding others for a while.

But her appearance of Yudai Lihua was pure and lustful, and he couldn't control it for a while, so he really bullied her even more ruthlessly.

Fu Jingting got into the car and couldn't help laughing.

Duan Heng looked sideways, "Young Master Fu, is something good going on?"

Fu Jingting lowered his voice and looked out the window, "It's a good thing."

It should be said to be a surprise.

She cried and scolded him for playing tricks.

He tensed his forehead and was very surprised, "First time?"

Xu Qingcheng cried, bit and cursed, "Isn't it the first time I use your teaching?"

Ye Tinghong loves her so much that he never touches her.

Not long after the car drove out, he told Duan Heng, "Find a better private detective, don't touch the private detectives under the Fu family, and the client should also find a face, and see who the Ye family has been in contact with from Shengshi Group recently. "

Duan Heng should come down.

Fu Jingting played a round of golf with Liang Zongyan, and they had a pleasant conversation. There is a long-term investment project that Fu's Group has joined forces with three major investment institutions, but the construction project is complicated, and Fu Jingting intends to bring in Beijian.

The two came out of the golf course and sat down in the negotiation area.

The waiter brought refreshments, Liang Zongyan took the cigar, and Fu Jingting took it.

A beautiful caddy in a ball uniform walked over, holding a professional lighter, "Young Master Fu, I'll light it for you."

The hot figure outlined by the jersey bent down beside him, Fu Jingting stared at the cigar in his hand, thinking of Xu Qingcheng taking the cigarette from his hand, pretending to be charming, but being choked when he lit the cigarette.

A little smile gathered in his eyes, making his already sharp face even more attractive.

The young and delicate girl was seduced by the man's smile and her heart was pounding, so she moved a little more presumptuously, rubbing her chest straight on his arm.

Fu Jingting frowned, his arms moved back, and the cigar between his fingers turned to avoid the woman's hand, "No, I'm not good at this."

He made a double entendre.

Liang Zongyan looked up at him, smiled immediately, waved the caddy back, and stared at him with great interest, "I heard that you have a lot of peach blossoms recently, and you have a lot of success, which one are you going to pick?"

Fu Jingting took the lighter and lit the cigar himself, and snorted, "I also heard that you robbed your eldest nephew's wife. Such a dirty thing is your style."

Hey!
Duan Heng was anxious to report to Fu Jingting, but he didn't know much about the relationship between Young Master Fu and the third young master of the Liang family, so he didn't dare to disturb him. After all, Beijian brought more than one billion yuan in capital and construction resources.

The Beijian Group has a rich family background, but internal strife has been endless. The third young master of the Liang family who has always been inconspicuous and uncontested, suddenly won the control of Beijian without making a fuss, which makes people sigh.

Liang Zongyan motioned to him, "Give me the contract, and I'll sign it for you. If you have something urgent, hurry up."

Fu Jingting was not polite to him and directly pushed the contract to him.

Liang Zongyan signed, "Ye Cheng communicated with me some time ago, and wanted to use my channel to harvest the land that Shengshi Group had previously owned at the South Gate."

He got up and handed the contract to Fu Jingting, "I'm also very interested. The land is located in the center of the new city, but it's a pity that Shengshi is powerless now, unless there is money to invest regardless of the cost."

Fu Jingting's face remained unchanged, and he reminded lightly, "Don't worry about that piece of land. You just settled down in Beijian, so don't cause trouble. Ye Chengnian wants to eat it, so let him."

Liang Zongyan pondered the meaning of Fu Jingting's words and decided to give up.After all, Ancheng is not his main battlefield. The local nobles are entrenched, surrounded by scattered merchants, and there are twists and turns in the middle, not to mention making wedding dresses for people.

Fu Jingting walked out, he turned his head to look at Duan Heng, "What's wrong?"

"Ye Chengnian acted very quickly, Mrs. Xu's depression medical records have been transferred." Duan Heng hurriedly reported.

Fu Jingting frowned, "Go back to Jingshan No. [-]."

Xu Qingcheng had a particularly peaceful sleep, as if she wanted to make up for all the sleep she had lost during this period.

The whole villa was very quiet, not a single sound was heard.

Before Fu Jingting left, he didn't let the nanny come over. Unless he asked for it, it was difficult for others to enter his space.

She complained last night that he refused to let her rest, saying that she hadn't slept well for several days.

Fu Jingting believed this.

It's just that it's fine if the nanny doesn't let her come over.

Can he accept it a little bit?

In the living room and on the stairs, the two of them wore clothes one after the other. No matter how thick-skinned Xu Qingcheng was, she couldn't help but blush.

How careless was she to let him succeed? !
Xu Qingcheng quickly put away his clothes, ran to the bathroom and threw them into the laundry basket.

The mirror in the bathroom reflected her face, her body, Xu Qingcheng suddenly stretched out her hands to cover her face, shivering alone where no one was looking.