After marrying the richest husband

The lobby on the first floor of Fu's headquarters looks to be more than 1000 square meters, and the neat marble tile floor has been wiped bright as new by the cleaning staff.

Although it was night, there were still overtime workers on many floors.

The building is still brightly lit.

Fortunately, the receptionist who worked at the front desk during the day had already left work.

At this time, apart from the security guard who had just sent Sang Qiao in and Raven who got off the elevator with Fu Xingzhou, there was no one else in the lobby on the first floor.

and so.

The only people who heard Sang Qiao's shocking words were the security guard and Raven.

Maybe it's because of the late purchase.

The handful of roses in Sang Qiao's hand didn't look particularly delicate, and the gift paper wrapped in them looked a bit damaged due to the journey.

And the hand holding the bouquet of roses was pale and thin, with distinct finger bones.

Looking up, even the wrists are slender.

The beginning of the marriage between Sang Qiao and Fu Xingzhou was silent and quiet, neither announced to the public nor contacted during outside activities.

Although the security guard who sent Sang Qiao in just heard from Raven's words that he should know Sang Qiao, he never expected that this kid would bring a bouquet of flowers to confess his love to their boss!

The security guard thought about what Raven said just now on the phone like a brain teaser. In any case, he couldn't be sure whether Raven wanted to rush down to kill Sangqiao's actions in the cradle, or because of Fu Xingzhou's intention...

But their boss looked from left to right, from top to bottom, and they didn't seem to like the kid in front of him.

The two really don't match up.

The security guard who was forced to eat the melon himself felt cold.

It's not easy to find a job these days, and the benefits of being a security guard in Fu's are several times better than other companies.

The security guard who sent Sang Qiao in lit a candle in his heart, tried to make a final struggle, and prepared to walk to Sang Qiao: "Mr., please don't..."

"it is good."

A deep voice interrupted the security guard.

The security guard was dumbfounded, and it took him a long time to regain his senses tremblingly, and looked at the source of the voice——

The speaker was Fu Xingzhou.

He was usually cold and decisive, and he was the boss that everyone in Fu's family was afraid of, from the cleaning staff to the department director.

And the word just now.

It is a gentleness that no one has ever heard.

The security guard subconsciously glanced at the person standing beside him.

The gentleman surnamed Sang was only wearing a light blue cotton coat that didn't look very thick, and the rainwater soaked in the silk cotton material dripped down the corners of the clothes and landed silently on the ground.

Looking at it from the side, you can see his beautifully curved face lines and curled eyelashes.

There are also lips that are almost the same color as the cheeks.

Security also saw.

Fu Xingzhou, who had always been aloof, walked quickly towards the gentleman, took off his gray cashmere coat and put it on the man.

He stretched out his hand and took the bouquet of roses that didn't look too eye-catching.

Then he lowered his head slightly and kissed the gentleman on the forehead.

Fu Xingzhou's lips were very warm.

At least for Sangqiao's froze body after trekking all the way——

It was really a too warm kiss.

Fu Xingzhou is tall and straight, but Sang Qiao is thin and thin.

and so.

Fu Xingzhou's arms can hold all of him.

When Fu Xingzhou took him into his arms.

Sang Qiao found that he could just completely shrink into Fu Xingzhou's arms, as long as he didn't open his eyes, he could not see the outside world.

It is different from the actors or traffic idols that Sang Qiao has worked with.

Fu Xingzhou never seemed to have the habit of using perfume. Even in such an intimate contact, he could only smell the faint scent of gardenia on his body.

That's the smell of the same body wash for two people.

Lying in Fu Xingzhou's arms, Sang Qiao raised his head slowly.

Just as he was about to say something, he heard Fu Xingzhou repeat the word just now.

"it is good."

Sang Qiao: "..."

security guard:"……"

Raven: "..."

Once Sangqiao was ready, he suddenly had no room to use it.

He sniffed, buried his head on Fu Xingzhou's shoulder and sneezed loudly, rolling his round eyes twice: "You...do you agree?"

Fu Xingzhou unbuttoned Sangqiao's drenched cotton coat, took it off and threw it to Raven.

Then she tightened the cashmere coat on Sangqiao's body again, her eyebrows were soft: "Otherwise?"

Sang Qiao: "..."

Sang Qiao has never confessed his love to anyone, and he is always a little worried that Fu Xingzhou will go back on his word.

But he thought that he was not good anywhere, so he bit his lips and said in a low voice: "Just, you...do you want to think again..."

Raven has already quickly gone to the staff lounge on the first floor to get towels and hot water.

Fu Xingzhou took the towel and carefully helped Sangqiao dry his hair a little bit: "No need."

Sang Qiao: "..."

Sangqiao has been drenched in the rain for too long, and a towel or two is obviously not going to solve the problem.

Fu Xingzhou wrapped Sang Qiao's wet hair with a towel, and then easily hugged Sang Qiao by the waist.

Sang Qiao: "!!!"

Sang Qiao had never been hugged like this before in his life, and his whole body exploded immediately, and he was so frightened that he clenched Fu Xingzhou's cuffs: "No, no, please let me go—"

Fu Xingzhou's strides were big and fast, and he pressed the elevator to the underground parking lot in a flash.

Sang Qiao nestled in Fu Xingzhou's arms. From the corner of his eye, he accidentally saw the security guard and Raven who seemed to be frozen in place. Immediately, he became more flustered and struggled to get out of Fu Xingzhou's arms: "This is not good, Fu Xingzhou ..."

"Nothing wrong."

The elevator door slowly closed.

Fu Xingzhou kissed the cold lips of the man in his arms, "Sang Qiao, you are mine now."

Fu Xingzhou paused: "Let's go home."