"Waiting for Secretary Yang's results."

After chatting for a while, Fu Yan was in a more stable mood than Chen Chu.

Chen Chu looked at him, "Actually you can meet Cheng Siting first."

"Cheng Siting is in Beicheng and promised to come next Friday."

Hearing his words, Chen Chu hooked his neck and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows: "It seems that you already have your own plans?"

She said, pausing: "Then were you acting so angry just now?"

"Am I angry?"

Fu Yan smiled, without any sign of anger.

Chen Chu gave him a look: "Does it intentionally?"

"No."

He said, lowering his head and kissing her.

Chen Chu turned his head and avoided his kiss, "I don't believe it."

He smiled, and his hand that had fallen on her waist was slowly stretching out from under the clothes.

He pinched the soft flesh on Chen Chu's waist, and she trembled all over, "What are your hands?"

She said, pressing his wrist behind her.

Fu Yan didn't move either, but just held her slender waist under his hands under his clothes. He lowered his head and started kissing her again.

At the end of September, Lincheng was already feeling a little cold in autumn. The air conditioning in the house had been turned off when Chen Chu was sick half a month ago.

The sun is very bright today, and it comes in from the wide open floor-to-ceiling windows, winding up the wind and lifting the curtains.

Chen Chu was so kissed that she breathed a little faster. Her hand that was originally squeezing Fu Yan's wrist relaxed unconsciously.

He held her and placed her on the sofa.

Chen Chu looked at him with a scattered look, and there was a bit of water in his dark round eyes. Fu Yan lowered his head and could see himself in his pupils.

His heart was soft, "I'll discuss the wedding date when I go back during the Chinese New Year, okay?"

Chen Chu heard his words and slowed down for a second before he reacted. He suddenly laughed: "If you can convince my father, then I have no objection."

Since we are all engaged, we will get married a little earlier or later, and it will be almost the same.

Anyway, it's all about sooner or later.

Fu Yan looked at her and was also laughing, but his expression was very serious: "Okay, I'll talk to my uncle."

As the two were talking, the doorbell suddenly rang.

Who will come to this great weekend?

Chen Chu quickly pushed Fu Yan away, "Someone."

The door was closed, but Fu Yan slowly got up from the sofa, looked at her, and his eyes fell on her red cheeks: "I'll open it, you go and wash your face."

Chen Chu was embarrassed for a moment, stepped on his slippers and went to the bathroom to wash his face.

When I came out, I found a large box on the side of the coffee table.

She raised her eyebrows: "What is this?"

"Secretary Fu sent it here and said that this is your wedding gift to Tanya."

Chen Chu paused, and then he remembered that he asked Fu Wenpei to use gold to create a pure gold newcomer ornament for Tan Ya.

The box was as big as half a coffee table. Chen Chu reached out to pick it up and tried the weight. Fu Yan stopped him: "It's a bit heavy."

Chen Chu thought about it and she gave a lot of budget, with five million gold, and more than twenty kilograms.

"Display it apart."

Fu Yan responded and opened the packaging intact from one side.

As soon as he opened it, Chen Chu saw the golden ornament.

Don't say it looks quite valuable.

Chen Chu couldn't help laughing, "Tan Ya should like it very much, right?"

She said this a little unconfidently.

Fu Yan glanced at her: "Don't she likes money?"

Chen Chu bent his lips: "That's what I think."
Chapter completed!