The night when Jing Hanchuan was at the Xu family, he was taken care of by Mr. Xu, and it was a surprise. But he was really drunk. Fu Chen called him several times, but no one answered.

Of course, he wouldn't be too rash in the Xu family. He really drank too much wine and saw a little blurry. Even if he wanted to do something nonsense, his health would not be successful.

Xu Yuanfei helped him to bed, twisted a towel and wiped his face, and was about to accompany him to wait a while.

Xu Shunqin knocked on the door.

He really drank too much? He just took a shower, dressed in black pajamas and glasses, looking smart and sharp.

Well, my dad and uncle are so cruel tonight, how could they not be drunk?

Xu Yuanfei must have felt sorry for Jing Hanchuan in his heart.

You are very tired tonight, go back and rest, I will take care of him. Xu Shunqin said.

you?

Could it be that you want to stay?

Even if he got the certificate, Xu Yuanfei had to be more reserved in front of his family and could only nod and agree.

Xu Shunqin took the computer over and put it on the table to start drawing. The ostentatious light fell on Jing Hanchuan from time to time.

Maybe he drank a little hot, so he pulled the quilt.

Xu Shunqin turned on the air conditioner for a while, after a long time, he sighed and helped him pull the quilt up a few minutes.

It’s not that I really care about him, but if Jing Hanchuan gets sick at the Xu family, he might throw him directly at home.

Jing Hanchuan was very cautious. He knew that the person in the room was Xu Shunqin. When he felt that he lifted his quilt, his back was a little cold.

Especially when the quilt fell on his neck, he felt one inch higher.

This person may suffocate him to death.

Here is Yunjin Capital

Fu Chen could not get through Jing Hanchuan's cell phone, so he could only call his subordinates to inquire about the situation.

Hello, Master San.

Hanchuan is still alive?

The Jing family was stunned. Master Liu was pretty good.

They obviously care about each other, so why do they have to be so sarcastic whenever they call?

Well, he responded faintly.

Fu Chen learned that he was fine, so he lowered his head and continued to process the documents. After about half an hour, Song Fengwan pushed the door and entered the study. Are you still busy?

Well. Fu Chen looked stern and stared at the computer screen, looking a little unhappy.

How long will it take to be busy?

Not clear.

Song Fengwan sat on the sofa on one side, lowered his head and tucked his phone, but he went to observe Fu Chen's expression from time to time. After dinner, someone came over sticky. She said that there was a design drawing to be completed, so she refused him.

Then someone plunged into the study.

With a serious expression, Song Fengwan pursed his lips. Could it be that Suo Huan was rejected and got angry?

Fu Chen was still busy with the work at hand. When he saw a little girl sneaking at him in the study, he ran away without saying a word.

He didn't care much, but in about half an hour, the door of the study was pushed open. Song Fengwan took a shower, and with the fragrance of shower fluid on his body, he wrapped himself in a coat and returned to the study.

At the beginning, he looked down and played with his phone, but after a long time, Fu Chen realized something was wrong.

She took off her coat and wore a suspender skirt inside. The straps were slender, strapping her thin shoulder blades, changing her posture from time to time

This little girl?

Could you be tempting yourself?

Fu Chen remained silent and continued to look down at the documents, which made Song Fengwan a little depressed.

Why doesn't this person look at him?

She looked down at the phone, there was a guide on it.

Is your posture not artificial enough?

Work is better than yourself.

Song Fengwan was so frustrated that he couldn't wait any longer, so he rushed over and hugged him. Don't be busy, let's go to bed.

Fu Chen raised his eyebrows to look at her, and there was still something else.

Next, no matter how Song Fengwan treats him, someone will remain unmoved.

It seems like an old monk has entered into a state of meditation.

In fact, Fu Chen is just enjoying this process.

He was not angry with Song Fengwan at all. Some things are about mutual love. Even if the two of them really get a marriage certificate in the future, it would be meaningless if they were not willing to do so. They simply put their minds and concentrate on their work.

What Fu Chen is really frustrated is:

Duan Linbai went to Ning County because of his personal abolition of the public. He said that he would do demolition, but in fact he was a refuge and flirting with girls. So he naturally pushed the project in the new district to him completely.

Fu Chen was enjoying the various temptations of his young wife, but never thought that Song Fengwan shook his hand

Stop doing it.

Sitting on the sofa, he said in a silence, Brother Third, are you not allowed?

After all, Fu Chen is there.

Fu Chen deliberately took Qiao, but she didn't expect that she was so angry that she could hold it in one breath and was so powerless.

Before he could speak, Song Fengwan ran downstairs and replaced the strong tea at his hand and drank this one.

Fu Chen lowered his head and glanced.

Ginseng tea!

He needs to make up for this?

He drank the ginseng tea in one go, closed the computer, carried the man to the bedroom.

When Song Fengwan woke up again, it was almost noon the next day. Fortunately, there was no class in the morning, so she reached out and rubbed her waist.

The quilt on Fu Chen's side was already cold. He probably got up very early, and Song Fengwan didn't care about her. The first thing he did when he woke up was to touch his cell phone.

Just as I was about to browse Weibo, I saw the message from Fu Chen an hour ago.

Song Fengwan then lifted the quilt and got up.

When she went downstairs, she saw the slightly unrestrained Master Fu San last night, wearing a black robe with Master Pudu to discuss Buddhism.

Master Pudu nodded and smiled at her, which made Song Fengwan blush. He must have arrived long ago, but he slept until now.

Song Fengwan looked at Fu Chen with his lips pursed.

No one would have thought that this cold and abstinent man would look like in private.

Master Pudu came this time to make the affairs of the two families in Jingxu. The two families wanted to discuss the marriage and wanted to have a good day. They originally planned to go up the mountain to ask questions, but Huaisheng was about to be on vacation, so he went down the mountain to pick him up and sent some pickles to Fu Chen.

How can you do it? Song Fengwan was surprised. Didn’t he just get his marriage certificate two days ago?

They meet for many days, and then they choose according to the time and may meet until next year. It depends on the birth date of the two. Master Pudu explained.

Song Feng nodded late, should the master stay here for lunch?

Master Pudu refused, but stayed.

He and Fu Chen were talking about Buddhist principles, but Song Fengwan couldn't understand it, so he put a dog leash on Fu Xinhan and took it out for a walk.

After she left, Fu Chen handed him a note in his hand.

It contains his and Song Fengwan’s horoscope.

Third Master, you are

Since we are here, why not help us get together.

Master Pudu took the note, was it that the Third Master and Miss Song had not yet obtained the marriage certificate, so anxious?

Would it be too early?

Be prepared for any trouble, please keep this matter confidential and don’t mention it with my mother.

Master Pudu smiled and nodded, I turned around and let me tell you.

Master Pudu went to the Xu family after he took Huaisheng.

At that time, the Jing family was also there. In order to avoid the long nights and dreams, the boss of the Jing family brought people to the door the next day to discuss the marriage.

Although it is necessary to match the days, the process is still very complicated in the end. After all, there are many factors that need to be taken into account. Xu Yuanfei cannot be wronged. Naturally, everything is the best. It takes a lot of time to customize a wedding dress, but the Jing family has to show an attitude.

After the two families had a meal together, Xu Zhengfeng wanted to give Jing's family a little more expression.

Mr. Xu smiled and greeted Jing's family. He couldn't slap his father in the face, so he could only smile with him.
To be continued...