Chapter 88 Ling Ge×Fu Zezhou (2)

Ling Ge tapped his chest with her fingertips and cooperated with Fu Zezhou and said, "Then what do you want to do?"

Fu Zezhou rubbed the end of Ling Ge's eyebrows with his fingertips, and then led Ling Ge quickly towards a parked car on the street.

Fu Zezhou put his arm around Ling Ge's waist and put it on her gently. He seemed to be in a good mood and said, "Let's go to the house in the south."

Ling Ge rubbed Fu Zezhou's phalanges with his fingertips, looked at the slender white phalanges, held them lightly and praised, "Mr. Fu's hands are so beautiful."

Fu Zezhou said: "Like it?"

Ling Ge really liked it, nodded and said, "I quite like it."

Fu Zezhou let her hold her hand. When he arrived at the destination, Ling Ge followed Fu Zezhou out of the car and said, "Does Mr. Fu often bring people here?"

"How could it be?" Fu Zezhou took Ling Ge's hand and walked inside. After bypassing the silent garden, he stopped in front of a white villa. He entered the password slowly, then took Ling Ge and took him away.

Go in.

"I will only bring you here." Fu Zezhou leaned against the wall, and their breaths intertwined. Fu Zezhou looked at the white and bright collarbone in front of him, sucked it gently, and then, he

He raised his eyes to look at Ling Ge, and there was an undercurrent in his eyes that was gradually becoming uncontrollable.

"What Mr. Fu said," Ling Ge's breathing was steady, and he just leaned to Fu Zezhou's ear. The faint perfume of the woman in front of him hit his face, but it didn't feel pungent. He felt the smooth skin under his hands and heard

Ling Ge said in his ear: "I'm afraid I've told many people, it's okay, Mr. Fu——"

Lingge's final note was very long, and it was like a weak and boneless kitten stretching out its paws to scratch: "We are all adults, so we still have some ability to judge, and we don't all get what we need."

.”

It was indeed the first time for Fu Zezhou to bring a woman back to his home here. He barely controlled his breathing, resisted the urge to move his hands and feet here, and half-lifted Ling Ge.

Ling Ge lost his center of gravity and reflexively wrapped his arms around Fu Zezhou's neck. Fu Zezhou hugged Ling Ge steadily and took her upstairs: "You will know later whether I lied."

Ling Ge narrowed his eyes, put his hands behind his back and raised his upper body and said, "Then Mr. Fu, why don't you take a shower first?"

Fu Zezhou looked down at Ling Ge's face, his Adam's apple rolling up and down and said, "Okay."

Ling Ge couldn't remember exactly who started it first. Anyway, she had seen that Fu Zezhou's physical strength was really good. The smooth lines of his back were arched, and there were conspicuous pink scratches on it.

Ling Ge didn't dare to think about how many times it happened.

She rubbed her sore and swollen waist, thinking it was time to leave. Before Fu Zezhou had finished washing, Lingge quickly grabbed her clothes and put them on. She saw a few printed sheets of white paper on the bedside.

Without thinking, she grabbed the pen beside her and wrote "Goodbye" on it. Then she opened the door and ran downstairs. After washing herself in the bathroom downstairs, she opened the door and ran out.

Fu Zezhou came out wrapped in a bath towel and disappeared. He raised his eyebrows and turned over the sheets. The moment the sheets were opened, the movements of his hands paused, and the corners of Fu Zezhou's mouth rose in a happy arc.

, he took out his mobile phone, and a call just happened to come in: "Hello?"

"Good brother," a friend's voice came from over there: "The person in charge called me just now to make an appointment at one o'clock in the afternoon. Remember, don't be late."

"Hmm..." Fu Zezhou hummed slowly, and asked: "Do you have a list of people who came and went in the bar yesterday?"

"Why are you asking this?" My friend asked inexplicably: "The traffic volume yesterday was really too heavy, so no one remembered it. Do you want to find someone?"

"Well, I want to find the cat last night." Fu Zezhou took out a set of white lining, his eyes glanced at the written note placed on the bedside table and said: "Forget it...

…We’ll talk about it later when we meet.”

Ling Ge took a taxi all the way home until he saw himself in the mirror and the red mark in the bathroom. He frowned, as if he had been chewed by a dog, just for that piece of land.

But then I thought about it, Fu Zezhou and she seemed to have taken advantage.

Thinking about it this way, Ling Ge didn't take it seriously. She went into the bedroom to look at the clothes she would wear when meeting her partner in the afternoon. The reason why she didn't tell Fu Zezhou her name was because it was unnecessary. She went her separate ways after getting out of bed.

Relationships are not even considered paoyou.

She always dressed however she pleased, but today she put on a very ordinary sweatshirt and jeans. In order to cover the marks, Lingge even applied several layers of powder.

I casually cooked instant noodles at home. After my assistant called me, Lingge got up and headed to the office. I arrived at the office a little after 12:30.

She stayed in her office for a while, and her assistant knocked on the door outside and said: "Mr. Ling, the partners have arrived and are waiting in the reception room."

Ling Ge sorted out the information he was going to bring, and when the assistant opened the door and came in, he raised his eyes and asked, "How many people are there?"

"Just one." The assistant replied: "It looks like..."

Ling Ge raised his eyebrows and looked at her: "What does it look like?"

"He's quite handsome," the assistant replied straightforwardly: "And he's quite personable and very sincere."

After listening to the assistant's comment, Lingge said: "..."

Lingge was silent for a while, rubbed her temples, and thought quickly in her mind about how to deal with this type of person. She was not in a good state from just now, and it might have something to do with last night. Lingge felt low in her heart.

Fu Zezhou cursed.

Then he nodded and said succinctly: "You go over first and show the partner if there is anything he needs. I will go over after sorting out the information."

The assistant did not doubt that she was there, and after he went out with a hum, he closed the door thoughtfully. Lingge rubbed his waist and quickly flipped through a few documents. It was also related to the land. They were investing together, but this was

In order to see the benefits to be expanded, we made an appointment to meet together to discuss which aspects we should improve and revise next.

Ling Ge stayed in the office for a few more minutes before going out with the files. She came to the door of the reception room with a formulaic smile on her lips. As soon as she opened the door, she saw the partner.

He froze in place.

She never thought that in just a few hours before morning, she and Fu Zezhou would meet again in the not-so-large reception room.

On the contrary, Fu Zezhou was a little surprised when he saw her, but the meaningful smile quietly appeared in his eyes again.

Lingge touched her neck uncomfortably, then nodded and said, "Hello, Mr. Fu."

Fu Zezhou just knew that the person in charge's name was Ling Ge. He had heard of the name Ling Ge a little bit, and he liked to play as much as he did. When two people with the same aura collided, he also thought about how they could meet in a bar.

He couldn't meet Ling Ge, but he didn't expect that Ling Ge was standing in front of him at this time, and they just spent last night together.

This is really interesting. Fu Zezhou put his knuckles against his chin and said in a casual voice: "Hello, Mr. Ling. I have admired your name for a long time, and today I saw——"

I don't know if it was Ling Ge's illusion, but Fu Zezhou emphasized the word "today": "It's really well-deserved."

"Mr. Fu is so ridiculous. Mr. Fu is the one who really hides his secrets." Lingge secretly responded to the turmoil behind his back. The assistant saw that the atmosphere between the two of them was a bit wrong, so he hurriedly said: "Mr. Ling, sit down.

Say it."

Ling Ge naturally sat next to his assistant.

When Fu Zezhou saw this, he just curled up the corners of his lips. When the three of them talked about the project, the progress was rapid. Ling Ge was still worried about what he would say. What needed to be discussed this time had already been discussed.

It's over.

When the assistant was prompted by Ling Ge's look to go to the office to pick up the signed contract that she had forgotten, Fu Zezhou leaned against the sofa and returned to his previous casual appearance. He just looked at Ling Ge intently, thoughtfully.

He said: "So you are Ling Ge, so I don't need to look for you anymore."

Ling Ge smiled after hearing what he said: "What do you want Mr. Fu to do with me?"

"It's nothing, I just want to get acquainted," Fu Zezhou's eyes were dark, and when he looked at people, he seemed to be sucking them in. His thin lips were slightly opened: "Make friends."

Lingge felt that his goal yesterday had been achieved, so he stopped wasting time and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Fu, I don't provide amateur after-sales services."

Fu Zezhou raised his eyebrows slightly: "What kind of amateur service?"

"That's what Mr. Fu said, make friends." Ling Ge had no expression on his face, and even tugged on the collar of his sweatshirt, as if trying to hide something.

"But Lingge, you called me your fiancé yesterday, right?" Fu Zezhou said with the corner of his mouth raised.

"It's over, Mr. Fu. Don't adults always go their separate ways as soon as they get out of bed? Does Mr. Fu still want to play innocent tricks with me?" Lingge suddenly raised his eyes, and Fu Zezhou's gaze fell on him.

Her beautiful eyes said, and she moved her lips and said: "Innocence is not enough..." Fu Zezhou thought about the two words and said, "Do you think so?"

Ling Ge nodded.

The assistant came in just at this time, and the two stopped talking. After Fu Zezhou signed, he stood up lazily, nodded lightly to Ling Ge and said, "Don't be in a hurry, Mr. Ling, the future is bright."

His words sounded neither salty nor bland, but they made people feel an inexplicable sense of oppression.

But Lingge was thinking about who she wanted to be with him for a long time. She called Ji Sisi and asked her where she was now. Ji Sisi was woken up by the ringing of her cell phone and replied to Lingge in confusion: "Mr. Ling, I'm still sleeping at home at this time.

, doesn’t the home party start at nine o’clock tonight?”

Lingge had forgotten all about this problem when she talked to Fu Zezhou just now, but Fu Zezhou's face appeared in her mind for no reason. She shook her head and said, "I understand, how long will you continue to sleep?

"

Ji Sisi glanced at the time and replied vaguely: "Two hours, maybe. Mr. Ling is still in the company?"

Ling Ge hummed, and after hanging up the phone, she planned to find someone, Jiang Yan.

Jiang Yan was in charge of the place where her company was going to build and cooperate with Fu Zezhou, but this guy, like Ji Sisi, liked to sleep during the day and was especially active at night. She originally wanted to dress like this for the meeting, but Jiang Yan liked to tease others.

Personally speaking, this was not suitable. Lingge thought for a while and changed into a set of clothes in the office, including a short shirt and a calf-length skirt. Lingge had a good figure and could hold up any clothes.

After she touched up some makeup and put on her earrings, she went down to take a taxi. Jiang Yan's community was half an hour's drive from her company. Lingge was stopped at the gate of the community as soon as she got off the car.

The security guard looked like he was new here. He looked at Lingge with a straight face and said, "Users in the community now have to swipe their faces to enter."

Ling Ge looked at the display screen hesitantly and said, "I'm here to see my friend..."

"That's not possible, Miss. If you are looking for a friend, then call him and ask him to pick you up." The security guard looked selfless.

Ling Ge looked at the time. Jiang Yan must still be sleeping at this point. How could he answer the phone? She said awkwardly: "Brother, I have been here many times. You can ask other security comrades. They all know me well."
To be continued...