Shi Sangluo felt a little surprised for a moment.

"What are you doing if your eyes are so wide?" Fu Chengyuan gave her a blank look: "Have you seen me?"

Shi Sangluo shook his head, "No."

She just found it very strange that with Fu Chengyuan's usual attitude of being above the top, she could even affirm her?

But after thinking about it, she realized that Gu Siyao's appearance is very similar to hers, and his aesthetic may be this.

She took the opportunity to pull her feet back from his palm, but she did not continue to step on the cold floor, but instead folded her legs to the side, covering her entire legs and feet with the gauze on her skirt.

Fu Chengyuan looked at her for a while and subconsciously clapped his hands.

“The bathroom has disinfectant.”

"What?"

"It's on the second floor of the bathroom cabinet. If you want to wash your hands, you can take it out."

Fu Chengyuan didn't move, so Shi Sangluo took out a tissue box from the table and handed it to him.

Fu Chengyuan snorted coldly, took it and threw it back on the coffee table: "Tell me the serious business."

Shi Sangluo looked at the wall clock on the wall, estimated the time, and nodded: "Yes."

“…”

Shi Sangluo: "?"

"Well," Fu Chengyuan really has nothing to say about, and he can't make it up for a while. Just ask: "Have the cripple man from the Wu family been causing trouble for you recently?"

"without."

"That's good."

"You're asking this?"

"Of course not, just ask," Fu Chengyuan still had a flat face, "You have so many suitors around you now, so I can't care..."

Dingdong—

Someone rang the doorbell.

Shi Sangluo stood up in a conditioned manner: "I'll go and have a look."

The two have been superiors and subordinates for many years, and there are countless such situations. Fu Chengyuan has long been used to someone visiting her and will be able to identify her first. At that time, she did not think there was anything wrong.

When she realized that, she had already run to the door barefoot.

He frowned instantly, stood up and strode over, put his arms around her waist like he had just now, and whispered: "Isn't you not letting you run around barefoot?"

With two dong thuds, something fell to the ground.

Fu Chengyuan came to his senses and saw the dumbfounded lobby manager standing outside, with two white white heels falling at his feet.

"Ah, I'm sorry, Mr. Fu, I saw nothing, I didn't see anything!"

Shi Sangluo was about to explain, but he squeezed his waist hard.

He took the lead in asking, "Send shoes?"

The lobby manager did not dare to look at the two of them, looked down at his toes, nodding like pounding garlic: "Yes, yes, yes, Ms. Yu asked me to send it."

Shi Sangluo broke free from his arms, and Fu Chengyuan was unhappy: "What else do you do?"

"I have shoes."

“…”

The reason is very legitimate, and there are strangers present, so Fu Chengyuan has to let go.

Shi Sangluo picked up his high heels and placed them in, and stepped on them.

Only then did he realize that the shoes were not white, but were white because of the refraction of light and shadow just now. In fact, they were silver sequins, with a pointed heel, and a high heel, and her instep was almost upright.

But he had to admit...it's really good.

She is not short, her calves are evenly symmetrical and slender, and with these curved silver high heels, it looks more perfect in proportion and light and flowing.

The windows in the corridor were open, and a breeze blew in gently, blowing the white gauze on her skirt slightly, and with her black hair draped behind her head... The one named Fang had a little vision.
Chapter completed!