Dressed as the villain's cannon fodder daughter

Lu Qianxun also knew exactly what Fu Siming felt strange about him.

Let's call it: possessiveness.

"These days you go to the archery hall, visit art exhibitions, go shopping, watch shows... and even go to sea with her." Fu Siming's voice was low and deep, "You have never been like this with me."

Lu Qianxun's tone was flat: "Fu Siming, I wonder if there is someone with you by my side."

"Not at all." Fu Siming's eyes were unpredictable, and there was a faint smile on his thin crimson lips, "It's just that I am too concerned, I know your itinerary."

His information network is huge, how could he not know her whereabouts.

And there is no need for the so-called information network.

"Fu Siming, you know about Beibei's situation. I am very worried about her, so I use the time when she is about to go abroad to study to have fun with her." Lu Qianxun calmed down for a few seconds, and explained, " And I also want to experience a different life.”

Fu Siming's handsome eyes were deep, unable to see through emotions, he muttered: "Then we can also experience a different life."

"Are there any things you like to do?" Lu Qianxun suddenly rolled his eyes and laughed.

Fu Siming let go of her and met her eyes.

"As long as I'm with you, I like everything."

Lu Qianxun put down the cotton swab in his hand, lowered his delicate eyebrows, raised his cheeks and condensed his brows, "That's it."

Fu Siming looked at her deeply, his dark eyes bottomless, and said in a low voice, "I also want to do many things with you."

"Well, after this week is over, I'll invite you to the s1 gymnasium." The arc of Lu Qianxun's eyes was light, and his eyes were focused on Fu Siming's face, "It's a property under the name of the Lu family. I went to it some time ago. Look, the project has been completed."

The s1 sports hall is a high-end sports hall integrating various leisure activities such as billiards, bowling, darts, and shooting.

Fu Siming: "..."

He finally responded with a soft "yes".

Lu Qianxun walked to the desk, looked back, and asked in a voice like a feather, "Do you want to have dinner together at noon?"

Fu Siming nodded sharply in a calm manner.

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a week later.

At seven o'clock in the evening, it was snowing heavily outside.

S City Entertainment City, as the name suggests, is an entertainment place that gathers various items in one, occupying a very large area.

This is a property that the qr group has just launched for about a year, and Lu Qianxun asked Zuo An to manage it.

Originally, after years of development and renovation, the infrastructure is now very complete.

There are billiard halls, gaming halls, opera/drama theaters, exhibition halls, etc.

This place is almost the world of young people. Whether it is day or night, or even late at night, this place is like a city that never sleeps, full of people.

The fifth floor, billiards hall.

Divided into public and private areas.

The billiard hall in the private area, in a large private hall, the night outside the window is getting darker, in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, goose feather snowflakes are reflected in the light of street lamps.

The glamorous girl sat on the leather sofa with piercing eyes.

The handsome man was wearing a thin dark sweater, his slender legs were wrapped in casual trousers, and he was playing with a club in his hand.

Fu Siming's voice was deep and deep: "Open your fingers, slowly arch your joints upwards, and keep your thumb up as close as possible to your index finger. This is used to fix the position of the club and prevent it from slipping."

Lu Qianxun listened very carefully. Fu Siming hit a shot, and the crisp sound of the ball hitting the hole was precise.

"Remember that the left hand is one and a half palms away from the club head, and the right hand is kept at the same distance."

After a few strokes, everything on the table except for the white ball was emptied into the hole.

Fu Siming took out the ball and rearranged it while looking back, and smiled softly: "Chihiro, have you learned it?"

"Probably." Lu Qianxun stood up, ready to try his skills.

Lu Qianxun picked up the cue stick, imitating Fu Siming's posture just now, and leaned against the table, she was not in a hurry to play the ball like a hole.

She calmed down, and then started to hit the first shot of her life, but the ball did not go into the hole according to the trajectory, and the shot was missed.

Lu Qianxun straightened up and stared at the ball with a puzzled look on his face.

Why don't you go in?

Obviously he did as he taught.

Fu Siming raised his lips into a smile, and said in a warm voice, "Qianxun, I will teach you by hand."

In an instant, Fu Siming grabbed Lu Qianxun's hand and pressed him firmly on the table.

Lu Qianxun froze, turned his head slightly, his smooth and delicate cheeks brushed against the man's tall nose, "Fu Siming, I can beat myself."

Fu Siming's Adam's apple rolled, and he was getting closer and closer, so close that he lost his sense of proportion, and his voice became hoarse, "Look ahead."

Lu Qianxun had no choice but to look ahead, but the breath in his ears was a little rushed and the hand he was holding her was very hot.

"Fu Siming, are you alright?"

Fu Siming's pupils froze, and his voice was low and hoarse: "...I'm fine."

He held her slender hand, and with a bang, the ball went into the hole with precision.

But also accompanied by the slight movement of the body, the girl's raised buttocks inadvertently touched somewhere of the man.

At the same time, Fu Siming's head seemed to have been blown off, a tinge of redness quickly appeared on the base of his ears, and his heart heaved violently.

He quickly straightened up, and before Lu Qianxun could speak, he walked out.

"I'm going to the bathroom."

Lu Qianxun stood up straight, looked at the leaving figure in puzzlement, and saw that his whole body was covered with a layer of irritability and depression that he tried his best to suppress.

"???"

What's up with him?

Lu Qianxun didn't know why, so he simply stopped thinking about it and devoted himself wholeheartedly to smashing the ball.

It must have been an accident the first time, but this time it will be a success.

Twenty minutes later.

Lu Qianxun looked at Fu Siming who came back, and asked, "Fu Siming, are you okay? You've been away for a long time."

Fu Siming raised his hand, pressed his slender knuckles on his forehead, half of his face was covered by shadow, and a deep and hoarse voice said, "I'm fine."

"Okay, are you still playing?" Lu Qianxun looked at him, and said in a calm voice, "Dad just called me to go home."

"Okay, let's stop playing, I'll take you home."

...

The next day, s1 sports hall.

During the day, the two played a lot of projects.

At seven o'clock in the evening, the dark clouds were thick, the temperature was very low in deep winter, and the cold wind blew through the tall trees on the road, rustling.

After the two finished their meal nearby, they came to the shooting department on the third floor of the sports hall.

Lu Qianxun and Fu Siming were wearing goggles and earplugs, standing in front of a separate shooting platform.

The girl was dressed in a black shooting suit, making her skin white as snow, her hair tied into a ball and her head hanging behind her head, looking cool and sassy.

She took a civilian pistol and weighed it, no matter the weight or feel, it was incomparable with the military-made pistol.

Lu Qianxun took the magazine and skillfully assembled it. In the next second, he straightened his arms and pointed at the target in front of him and fired five shots in a row.

Five guns and ten rings.

Fu Siming aimed at the bull's-eye and fired several times, ten rings every time!

The posture of the two is exactly the same.

Lu Qianxun's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and he fired several shots at the bull's-eye again.

Fu Siming and shooting.

The huge momentum of the bullets flying out of the magazine, together with the crackling sound that pierced the air, resounded almost continuously in the shooting gallery.

Half an hour later, the two fired nearly a hundred rounds.

It wasn't until the tiger's mouth became numb that Lu Qianxun dropped the pistol expressionlessly, calmed down, with a tired look between his brows, and said lightly, "No more shots."

Fu Siming put down the gun, walked up to Lu Qianxun, and helped her take off the goggles and earplugs.

He bent his lips, his black eyes flickered like stars, and said in a mellow voice, "Are you tired?"

Lu Qianxun nodded, "Well, a little bit."

Fu Siming stroked her snow-colored cheek with his hand, and said in a gentle voice, "Then let's go home and play all day today."

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The author says:

The few people have lived a simple, happy, and enjoyable life these days. This chapter is the first date for the two of them alone. There are still a few chapters left in the main text and it will probably end~

I think it will probably end with the wedding/bridal chamber chapter...