When Fu Cheng came back, he saw that she was worried and had already written her thoughts on her face.
Very obvious.
But these days, she has been in a good mood. She is happy and happy every day. I don’t know what happened suddenly, which makes her so sad.
Fu Cheng unbuttoned Feng Ji’s buckle, took off his coat, and put it on the other side. He walked over, hugged her from behind, and lowered his head and kissed her in the ear.
“What’s wrong?”
Song Shengsheng was just thinking about things, but he didn’t notice that he was going home.
The moment he hugged his waist, he trembled for a moment.
Song Shengsheng tried hard to pretend, “It’s nothing.”
Fu Cheng turned the person around, not hiding, staring straight into her eyes, her eyes dodging a little, not wanting to look directly like him.
Fu Cheng could tell at a glance that she was hiding something from him.
However, he didn’t want to force her to open his heart to him when he didn’t want to speak.
Sometimes she is just a little turtle.
Poke it and it retracts.
I didn’t dare to come out again for a long time, and I hid in my turtle shell to feel at ease.
Song Shengsheng was afraid that Fu Cheng would ask questions, so she stubbornly opened the topic: “Are you tired today? Do you have any subordinates who make you angry?”
As she said that, she started to move around, all of which were manifestations of guilt.
Song Shengsheng took the initiative to hug his waist, buried his soft body in his arms, hugged him tightly, leaned on him, and absorbed the breath from his body indulge indulgence.
Light, very clear.
Like cedar after the rain.
Song Shengsheng’s mouth was very sweet, and she poured out a lot of sweet words. She whispered, “I miss you very much at home today.”
As she said that, she raised her face and had not kissed his mouth yet.
The soft lips accidentally rubbed against his Adam’s apple. The man instantly tightened his body, silently, and his tense arms wrapped around her waist even harder.
“Well, I miss you too.”