MAKE ME WET AND LOVE ME MORE

Fu Bao looks like a man on the sofa downstairs preparing to dismantle guns.

He can assemble and disassemble a gun perfectly in two or three seconds. Before, song Jiuyue always thought that the movie was full of deceit. But when she met Fu Jin, she found out that someone could really play such a dangerous thing.

"Eat, go to the company."

When Fu Jin saw her, he lost everything in his hand. There was already breakfast on the table, but when Mo was away, it seemed that she was the only one left.

They had breakfast in silence, but Fu Yan took her directly to the parking garage. As soon as the door was opened, she found that she knew too little about Fu Yan.

All kinds of limited edition cars are parked neatly, and each one is well maintained. Although she is not familiar with these things, she knows the license plate.

"Pick one."

"Ah?"

Song September stepped back. Did the other party want to send her a car?

"Pick, originally want to buy for you, but outside of the things which have this inside of the essence, baby, don't be polite with me, like which one?"

It's estimated that there will be more than ten million for any one of them. She has never seen so much money in her life.

"No more..."

"No?"

Fu Ji frowned. He collected all these cars. He threw them out casually. They were limited models. They were attractive enough to drive on the street.

Song September took a breath and bit his lip.

"It's not that I don't like them, Fu Jin. They are all too high-profile. I I'm not used to it

Before, she would never dare to express her inner thoughts like this, but if she didn't, they would have to be deadlocked here for a long time.

Fu Yan's eyes flashed a successful smile. He put his arms around his waist and walked back to the way he came.

"Well, well, I don't like these. I'll ask Moyi to get you another one."

Song Jiuyue couldn't understand this man's sudden good mood, so he got on the car and drove all the way to shengteng's building.

As a secretary, she has a lot of water. She seems to have nothing else to do except to send water to Fu Yanduan's tea.

After work, she took a taxi and went to the central hospital. Her adoptive father trusted her and let her take brother Yibai out of the town. She couldn't let him become a threat to him.

Entering the familiar room, song September's eyes turned red when he saw the people sitting in it.

"Brother Yibai."

Chen Yibai is wearing a patient's suit. His eyebrows are warm and his eyes are colorless. He looks like a wooden doll.

"September."

He only called this name, even every time he called this name, a smile would appear on his stiff face.

In fact, Chen Yibai is in line with the current aesthetic. He is more than one grade better than those small fresh meat in the entertainment industry. However, because of autism, he has never been in contact with the outside world.

"Brother Yibai, I'll take you back."

She has been discharged from the hospital.

Chen Yibai's light slanting head, does not speak, is pulled out of the hospital by song September.

In fact, song Jiuyue was also worried. When he went in with such a big man, he didn't know what he would think when he was discovered by the Fu family. But the Song family already knew his existence, and then put him in the hospital, it was uncertain when he would be in danger.

So she can't care so much at this time.

Last night, she told Fu Jin that she would not go to his villa tonight. She directly brought Chen Yibai into the villa where she is now alone. No one should find out for the time being.

Just as the door opened, she almost exclaimed when she saw Fu Jie sitting on the sofa. They looked at each other and found each other.

"You say you don't like my place, there's no way, I can only go to your place ~"

Fu Jingang finished, turned to see the man behind song Jiuyue, his pupils shrank, and turned a little gloomy.

"Who is he?"

The air conditioner "Hua" pours on Song September. Song September shivers, leads Chen Yibai into the room and sits rigidly opposite Fu Jin.

"I The son of his adoptive parents is autistic

Fu Yan's air conditioning converged two points, and gave the woman a hundred courage. I'm afraid she didn't dare to steal behind his back. She leaned back quietly, and the corner of her mouth was crooked.

"Well? So, honey, you don't want to be with me, but you want to take care of him, do you? "

Song September swallowed his saliva and nodded. I don't know if it's against this person's bottom line.

"Why don't you make it clear to me? Or do you think I'm so unkind? Song September, you forget what I said. Tell me what you think. Don't hide and tuck yourself in. "

Fu Yan takes out a cigarette, lights it, smokes it, puts his legs on the coffee table, and looks around Chen Yibai's body. It's a perfect sculpture. It looks lifeless. There's no doubt that it's autistic."I'll arrange for good people to take care of him. Don't worry. If you want to move out of my place because of this, I don't agree."

Fu Yan said seriously and deliberately restrained his hegemony.

Song Jiuyue is in a daze. If Fu Jin is willing to let others take care of Chen Yibai, the people of the Song family will not dare to do anything. After all, few people in Los Angeles dare to pluck Fu Jin's hair.

"He My adoptive parents trust me and give brother Yibai to me. You must ask someone to take good care of him. "

This request may have gone too far, but Fu Jin did not refuse.

"Yes."

Fu Jin smilingly made a phone call, in a moment, Mo Yi came to take people out, as for where, no one knows.

After getting along with Fu Jin for a short time, song Jiuyue knows that since he has promised her, he won't play Yin in the dark. He also gives brother Bai to him. Don't worry.

As soon as the ink left, Fu Jin got up and went around Song September. He had some interesting eyes.

Finally, he hugged the man and went out the door.

"Don't worry, someone will take care of him. My secretary should accompany me to dinner tonight."

Socializing?

"I don't drink."

Song Jiuyue said so, but it's too late. The other party just jammed her into the car.

"I won't let you drink with me."

The car finally stopped at the door of a shop. In the past, she never dared to go into such a decorated shop. She always had a sense of inferiority in her heart. But Fu Yan didn't give her time to think about it at all. She was surrounded by people and sat on the chair after reaction.

Seven or eight stylists have been working on her hair and face. Song Jiuyue can only close her eyes and is finally put on a white skirt.

After opening her eyes, she almost couldn't recognize the person in the mirror. Next to her, Fu Jiao's lips were full of satisfaction. The people around her had already left here.