This is my boyfriend, Fu Ci.

One sentence made Fu Ci feel like fireworks blooming in his heart.

He reached out and held the little girl's slightly cool hand.

With a smile on his thin lips, the trace of neglected unhappiness in his heart disappeared instantly.

The others were fine, but the one who was most shocked was Dean Chu.

This Mr. Fu, who was sitting in a wheelchair, was a person who called the wind and rain in Sijiu City.

It turned out to be Miss Shi's boyfriend!

What he couldn't accept was that when Miss Shi introduced this master, the smile on her face was very valuable.

Song Yan really wanted to persuade his Master Fu to be more restrained.

But it was related to Miss Shi, so he didn't dare to say much.

It is said that in the heart of Mr. Fu, his bonus can double.

It's wrong, it's been in vain in a year.

The most important thing is that you must have eyesight as a special assistant.

For example, now, as soon as Mr. Fu reached out his hand, he quickly handed over the prepared honey water.

Fu Ci handed it to Shi Qing, "Send you back."

Shi Qing took it over and took a sip, it was quite sweet.

"good."

Xie Han and his grandson were going to stay in the hospital, Lin Shiyue and Shi were going back and there would be class tomorrow.

When they arrived at the parking lot, Song Yan helped Fu Ci get in the car and stood aside, without any intention of getting up.

Lin Shiyue paused as she walked towards the car, stretched out a finger and scratched her temples, and turned her toes.

"Assistant Song, I want to go to the bathroom. Are you going?"

Song Yan glanced at her meaningfully and nodded.

"go."

Miss Lin is quite eye-catching.

I understand a lot.

Could it be that Mr. Lin broke through the window paper?

As he walked, he asked, "Miss Lin, do you have someone you like?"

Don't ask too clearly.

Lin Shiyue chuckled, her eyes curled, "Assistant Song, you can ask me directly, do I like my brother?"

Song Yan choked by her straightforwardness.

So direct?

The ball is as straight as their young lady.

Seeing her eyes staring at him with bright eyes, she looked very expectant.

Song Yan, "...Miss Lin, has Mr. Lin confessed to you?"

It's straightforward enough.

Lin Shiyue squinted her eyes and smiled, with clear smiles on the corners of her eyebrows.

"My brother and I confessed, and my brother agreed."

"Cough..." Song Yan almost choked by saliva.

Very strong, very strong.

He admires it very much.

On the car here, Shi Qingji leaned behind his back, raised his eyebrows and looked at Fu Ci, who was smiling at the corners of his eyes.

"So happy?"

Fu Ci looked at her, his black eyes were filled with faint starlight, "Xiao Qing'er, I'm very happy."

If you really like someone, you will feel inferior because of your own shortcomings.

Although he was not as low-key as a result, he was also nervous if Xiao Qinger felt that he could not take action.

He is really happy that Xiao Qing'er can admit him in front of outsiders.

Shi Qing didn't miss the dimness in his eyes, and sighed slightly in his heart.

He was once a very unrestrained person, and now he is inferior because of his legs.

He supported the seat with one hand, leaned forward, and leaned towards him.

The other fingertips pinched his chin and kissed him.

His eyes drooped slightly, landing on the red mole on the man's neck, his voice was low, "Fu Ci, I said I would cure you, so I will."

If I had known earlier that he was Fu Ci, I wouldn't have left him trapped in a wheelchair for two years.

At a distance of closeness, breathing intertwined, Fu Ci's intuition and repressed reason was collapsing in an instant.

The eyes were as dark as ink, wrapped in thick tenderness.

After all, I couldn't reach out to bring the person over.

Her slender and powerful palms penetrated into her hair and her forehead was close.

The tip of his nose gently rubbed her, "I believe."

How could you not believe it?

Even if I didn't recognize her, she was the little girl back then.

When I first saw her, I handed my life to her.

He still keeps that little porcelain bottle.

He pecked her lips slightly, and his voice was heavy and dumb, "Xiao Qing'er, I want something."

"Um?"

The little girl's tail sound rose, and her feathers swept across her heart, and the ripples in her heart became more and more surging.

"Token of love."

A token of love?

Nowadays, few couples will give love tokens.

Even if there is one, it will be lost over time.

Shi Qing blinked, "Okay, I'll go back and think about what to give you."

She learned a lot from the dean in the orphanage.

Piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and even the six arts of gentlemen.

Only the female worker is unbearable.

Or, give a painting?

She painted pretty well.

——

The Shi family was fascinated by the works of Nan Lin and Fu Ci.

After Nan Lin took out the things Shi Songzhao had placed in the bank and handed them to Shi Qing, he returned to Mzhou.

Once the sister is found, he can only deal with the dishonest people of the Huo family and settle the score with the crazy man.

Jiangcheng is not safe now. Before leaving, he left his two confidants to protect Shi Qing's safety.

But the person who was found from abroad was still in Jiangcheng.

I've been hiding, not showing up, waiting for the right opportunity.

Grandma Xie Han recovered well, but she had atrial fibrillation and needed anticoagulation for half a year.

After Shi Qing was idle, he remembered that the token of love that he promised to give Fu Ci had not yet been found.

After the evening self-study get out of class, I went into the study when I got home.

The house I rented was three bedrooms and one living room, and she and Lin Shiyue each had a room, and the other room became a study.

It takes very little time, but it is very complete.

She is best at Chinese painting, but it seems that it is not suitable for men and women to send Chinese paintings.

Suddenly I thought of the scene when I met Fu Ci for the first time.
To be continued...