Rong Shu couldn't help but let out a long breath and gathered up her down jacket.
Fu Jingting saw her action when he got in the car and asked quickly, "Is it cold?"
Rong Shu turned to look at him and gave him a forced smile, "It's getting better now. There is a heater in the car. It was cold outside just now."
"Let me take a look." Fu Jingting took her hand and held it cold.
Fu Jingting pursed her thin lips and bent down to touch her calf, which was as cold as ice.
Seeing this scene, Fu Jingting's face darkened. Looking at Rong Shu's eyes, he also felt a little bit more guilty, "I'm sorry, I didn't think carefully. I should have taken you to the banquet to change clothes. Once you've changed, I'll go straight to it."
If you go to the banquet, you won’t be cold."
It is true that he did not consider this carefully.
Seeing the man blaming this on herself and thinking it was her fault, Rong Shu couldn't stop laughing.
She took the initiative to hold the man's warm hand and squeezed it gently, "What does this have to do with you? It's not your fault. I decided to change clothes in the company in the first place. Don't blame yourself.
Now I'm not too cold anymore, you can see I'm not even shivering."
It's just that my feet are still cold.
But the heater in the car is sufficient, and it will probably heat up soon.
But the man was not satisfied with this level at all. He knocked on the back of the driver's seat and said, "Take out the scarf from the storage compartment."
"Yes." Assistant Zhang responded, immediately opened a small car storage compartment between the driver's seat and the passenger seat, and then took out a black scarf from it.
Rong Shu recognized at a glance that this was exactly the one she had knitted for Fu Jingting.
When I first knitted it and gave it to Fu Jingting, Fu Jingting wore it almost every day in those days.
But one day later, the scarf suddenly disappeared from his neck. She asked where the scarf had gone, and he replied that he had worn it for a few days and it got dirty, so he washed it and put it away.
She didn't ask anymore after that.
Unexpectedly, he actually put it in the car.
Fu Jingting took the scarf, then bent down and picked up Rong Shu's legs.
Rong Shu was startled, "Fu Jingting, what are you doing?"
Hearing this, Assistant Zhang who was driving the car twitched his ears, and then pressed a button expressionlessly.
Immediately afterwards, a partition rose up, isolating the driver's seat.
Well, Mr. Fu and Miss Rong are going to show off their affection again.
As a single person, he should be more conscious and isolate himself.
Otherwise, Mr. Fu might not be happy with him as a light bulb, and he himself would feel uncomfortable.
Hey, this is the tragedy of being single.
Not welcome anywhere.
This world is indeed the world where singles are most vulnerable to injury.
Of course, no one cared what Assistant Zhang thought.
After all, both Fu Jingting and Rong Shu are focusing on themselves at the moment and have no extra attention to pay attention to Assistant Zhang.
I'm afraid they don't even know that Assistant Zhang raised the partition.
Fu Jingting lifted Rong Shu's legs, gently took off her high heels, and then touched her feet.
It was even colder than my cold calves.
Fu Jingting frowned so hard that he could pinch a mosquito to death.
Then, he quickly put the scarf on her calf and circled it several times, wrapping her calf tightly.
After doing this, he unzipped his dress, put her feet into his arms, and used his own body temperature to warm her feet.
Rong Shu was stunned, and after a long while she came back to her senses. She looked at the man blankly, "So, you want to warm my feet."
The man closed his dress suit and hugged her feet with his arms to prevent her feet from slipping out of his arms.
"It's so cold. What should I do if I don't warm up for a while and get frostbite?" The man looked at her and said.
Rong Shu was moved and her eyes were a little hot, "How could that be?"
"Why not!" Fu Jingting pursed his lips, "If it's frozen like this, your consciousness is probably almost gone?"
Rong Shu opened her mouth and was speechless.
Because what the man said was right, it was indeed too cold to feel anything.
"Okay, don't move around. Just sit like this and you will regain consciousness soon." Fu Jingting gently patted her calf, which was tightly wrapped in a scarf.
Rong Shu followed his movements and looked at her calf, then chuckled, "I thought you put the scarf in the cloakroom of your house, but I didn't expect it to be in the car all the time."
"Put it in the car so that I can see it whenever I want, and use it whenever I want. Just like this time it came in handy." The man's frown finally relaxed a little, revealing his clear face.
smile.
Rong Shu huddled up in her down jacket, "Obviously it was used to wrap around your neck, but now it's used to keep my legs warm."
"It's all about keeping warm. It doesn't matter where you sit. What's important is that it doesn't freeze you." The man said.
Rong Shu smiled and then yawned.
Fu Jingting saw it and stretched out his arm to touch her forehead.
Rong Shu took off his hand and asked, "What are you doing?"
"I saw that you were yawning, and I was worried that you were too cold and sick just now, so I wanted to see if it was what I thought." The man didn't hide anything, he directly said what he meant, then took his hand out of her hand and pointed at her again.
Touch your forehead.
This time Rong Shu didn't stop her, she smiled and let him touch her, "I'm fine, I'm just a little sleepy."
Fu Jingting touched it and found that there was nothing wrong, so he took his hand back with relief and said, "It's okay. If you feel sleepy, just take a nap. It will take more than half an hour to arrive. I'll call you when I get there."
"Yeah." Rong Shu didn't refuse. After nodding, she leaned against the car door, closed her eyes and lowered her head to take a nap.
Seeing that she was asleep, Fu Jingting did not disturb her. He took out his mobile phone with one hand and sent a message.
After sending the message, he put down the phone and held her feet with both hands again.
From the driver's seat, Assistant Zhang heard the ding of the cell phone on the phone holder. He turned his head slightly and saw an order from Fu Jingting to turn off the lights in the back seat.
At that moment, Assistant Zhang clicked his tongue twice.
Turn off the rear seat lights?
Is it possible that Mr. Fu is having an affair with Miss Rong?
Is this the great life movement?
Why else would you turn on the lights so early?
But that's not right, the partition is raised, and he can't see or hear anything behind it. It's just the two of them. Do you need to turn off the lights to do that?
Wouldn't it be more exciting to turn on the lights?
After all, everything on both sides can be seen clearly, and there is no need to turn off the lights.
So why did Mr. Fu turn off the lights?
Is it possible that Mr. Fu and Ms. Rong don’t like to do it with the lights on, but prefer to do it with the lights off?
What hobby?
Although Assistant Zhang complained in his heart, he did not disobey Fu Jingting's order and obediently turned off the car lights in the back seat.
The back seat suddenly became dark, with only the neon lights coming from the window, and the silhouettes of a man and a woman in the back seat were vaguely visible.
But the two of them did nothing.
Fu Jingting asked Assistant Zhang to turn off the lights just so that Rong Shu could sleep more peacefully. He had no other intention at all.
It was Assistant Zhang who thought too much.
The road was a little congested at night.
Especially the closer to the city center, the more traffic jams there are.
Originally, the Tiansheng Group Road Banquet Hotel was only more than half an hour's drive away, but due to traffic jams, it took almost an hour to get there.
At this moment, the banquet has already begun.
Rong Shu was gently woken up by Fu Jingting and opened her eyes, "Are you here?"
Maybe she hadn't slept enough and wasn't awake yet. She rubbed her eyes. Her voice was soft and delicate, with a hint of sleepiness and hoarseness. It was almost killing her.
Fu Jingting suddenly felt a dryness and heat all over his body. He took a breath, suppressed the heat, and replied in a low voice: "We're here, we should get off the car."