Chapter 13 08.22/This is the second update. Read it in my room. ...

Chu Song discovered that Fan Tingnian was serious about wanting to see the climax and turning point, so at 7 o'clock that evening, the two of them set up their stall in the lounge connected to Fan Tingnian's studio.

Chu Song had never been here before, but now he realizes that this lounge is a different world.

The studio outside is already big enough, but this lounge is even bigger, with floor-to-ceiling windows on the south side and white gauze curtains on the top layer of the window frames.

The room is divided into two areas, east and west. The east area is the living area, with a bed in the center and a couch at the end of the bed that is big enough for another person to sleep. The other half of the west area has a sofa and a projector, and behind it against the wall is a whole wall of bookcases.

There is also a bathroom next to it, and the bathtub is right next to the window, so you can watch the sea while taking a bath.

The large area and complete facilities made Chu Song subconsciously think that this was not a simple lounge, but a luxurious bedroom where he would live for a long time.

"Do you usually sleep here?" Chu Song hesitated and stood at the door, not coming in immediately.

Fan Tingnian bent down to pick up the remote control on the coffee table, turned on the projector, and turned to look over: "I rest here occasionally. My bedroom is on the third floor."

By the way, he and she lived on the same floor, and she was the one who was confused.

Fan Tingnian looked at her expression and asked, "Do you like it here?"

She had just been looking at the bathtub by the window.

The bathtub is very comfortable. It was replaced last year and is more than big enough for two people. However, he hasn't taken a bath in it recently and hasn't used it yet.

Chu Song was still in shock and nodded subconsciously. Who wouldn’t like a bathtub with a view of the sea?

When she reacted, she looked up to meet Fan Tingnian's gaze and said, "Very beautiful..."

"Thank you." The man answered her.

Fan Tingnian's tone when speaking was always cold and indifferent, which easily gave people a sense of indifference. Chu Song thought that his behavior of looking at his bathtub was offensive, so he shrugged his shoulders slightly and hurried in.

She took her computer to the sofa in the projection area, half-knelt in front of the coffee table, turned on the computer, and called up the video software.

The lights in the room were not on much, and the light was a little dim. Chu Song didn't notice when he squatted down, and he was a little close to Fan Tingnian. At this time, he lowered his head and just saw the top of her head and the back of her neck that was slightly bent.

"It's time to watch the third episode, right?" The squatting man suddenly looked up.

Fan Tingnian looked away imperceptibly and sat down on the sofa: "Yeah."

Chu Song turned on a movie and sat down on the sofa. There was only one long sofa like this in the lounge, so she had no choice but to sit here.

However, she was careful when she sat down and deliberately moved away from Fan Tingnian so as not to disturb him.

Just as her butt moved to the edge, she felt the man on her left looking at her.

His eyes are very aggressive and always seem to have substance.

She looked over and asked cautiously, "What's wrong?"

Half a second later, the man looked away, still in a cold voice: "It's okay."

Perhaps due to the long-term lack of social interaction, Fan Tingnian has a lot of insights into the way the male and female protagonists get along in TV dramas.

"Why did he want her to come over but not tell her?"

"He himself didn't know that he wanted her to come over. Men and women who fall in love may not be clear about their own thoughts at the beginning and may say one thing and mean another."

"Why did she change her clothes again?"

"Going out on a date."

"When did you say it was a date?" Fan Tingnian frowned deeply.

Chu Song didn't know how to explain this to Fan Tingnian: "The male lead didn't mention a date, but he did say he wanted to find a job with the female lead...he just wanted to be with her."

Fan Tingnian didn't know what he was thinking about, his brows were still furrowed. After a moment, he rested his elbow on the armrest at the side, and his expression seemed to understand.

Chu Song felt that he couldn't understand a romance drama in his current state, so she simply said a few more words: "And you see he keeps looking at the heroine, he just likes her, physiologically likes her, you know? He just wants to see her, wants to be close to her, thinks she's fragrant, soft, and very beautiful."

After Chu Song finished explaining this, Fan Tingnian was rarely silent for two seconds.

Then the man's voice sounded: "Fragrant and soft?"

There was a hint of uncertainty in his tone: "You think she smells good, so you like her?"

"Yeah," Chu Songbi, who had been watching for a while, relaxed and leaned back, drinking juice through a straw. "You don't think everyone smells good, do you?"

Chu Song spoke to him based on her own understanding, and didn't he already know how to use the Internet? He was looking up the plot online yesterday. If he searched online for "physiological liking", there should be explanations. Why didn't he search it himself? Why did he always ask her?

She is a designer, not his consultant.

Chu Song wanted to remind him to check online, but he didn't dare to speak up.

But...why is he staring at her? He is so handsome and his eyes are so seductive. If he keeps looking at her like this, she will blush.

Chu Song didn't know if Fan Tingnian didn't understand what he had just said, so he simply didn't explain it any further. He kept drinking juice with a slightly red face and biting the straw.

The film on the screen not far away was playing smoothly, but she was a little distracted as she watched, thinking about how she had just squatted in front of the coffee table and looked up at Fan Tingnian.

The buttons of his shirt were not buttoned tightly, and the collar was slightly open, revealing his collarbone. The lines of his chest muscles pushed up the front of the shirt, which was very sexy.

Thinking of this, she felt the strong presence of the man beside her again, her ears felt slightly hot, and she sat away from him.

"What's wrong?" The person next to him suddenly spoke.

“Hmm?” Chu Song turned around and then added, trying to cover up his mistake, “It’s a bit crowded.”

As she spoke, Fan Tingnian's eyes dropped and glanced between the two of them.

This sofa can accommodate four strong sumo wrestlers sitting side by side, and it won't be crowded even if there are only two of them sitting on it.

"Do you have any problem with me?" he suddenly asked in a calm voice.

"What? No." The girl drank the grape juice, and her voice seemed to have a sweet and fragrant taste.

"Then sit back down in your seat."

"Um?"

"I don't like people moving around while I'm watching TV."

"good......"

Chu Song rubbed his butt and sat back.

After that day, Fan Tingnian suddenly had an inspiration and wanted to revise his drawings, so he locked himself in the room for two days and did not come out. The "movie viewing activity" was also suspended for a few days.

Without having to help Fan Tingnian with his work, Chu Song also had several full working days to work on his own design drawings.

Shuang assigned her two staff members who were also professional designers, so she only needed to draw the main drawings, and other work that did not require her to do personally could be handed over to the other two people.

She was a team leader in an art museum before and had no problem leading a team. She arranged the project division, drawing time, and drawing revision process in a reasonable and efficient manner.

During the few days that Fan Tingnian was in seclusion, she had completed the drawings of tables, chairs and a main display stand, but they were not the final drafts. The drawings now had to be shown to Fan Tingnian to get his opinion.

At noon on the third day, before Chu Song came out of the restaurant, he received an invitation letter from Aunt Sophie.

Next week is her 59th birthday, and there will be a small party in the East Hall on the first floor of the castle. Wan Ting, Shuang, two employees from her small team and other staff of the castle will also be there.

The working atmosphere here is relaxed. Occasionally, there will be such a party when someone has a birthday. Everyone relaxes, drinks, dances, and has some fun in this place away from the hustle and bustle.

Because Sophie has worked in the castle for a long time and is old, everyone wants to celebrate her birthday, so this birthday party is more grand.

Sophie handed the invitation to Chu Song and patted her hand: "Be sure to come when the time comes."

It was the first time that Chu Song knew that the atmosphere in a "workplace" could be so harmonious. What was the difference between this and just getting together to play every day?

The invitation was gold-stamped on both sides and the cover was tied with a beautiful red ribbon.

Chu Song was so moved that she almost cried as she held the invitation. She nodded repeatedly, "Okay, okay, I will definitely come. I will also go back tonight and pick out the most beautiful dress."

Sophie smiled and touched the back of her hand. "In the few months you've been working here, there should be more small gatherings like this. You should be able to attend them again."

"Okay, okay." Chu Song nodded again, still looking very touched. There should be a lot of delicious food.

After finally saying goodbye to Sophie, Chu Song took the invitation and went to his room on the third floor.

She had to work in the afternoon, and she felt a little sleepy after eating, so she wanted to take a nap.

As soon as I opened the bedroom door, the communication device on the bedside table rang.

Chu Song closed the door and walked towards the bed.

He walked over quickly, bent down, picked up the communication device hanging on the wall and put it to his ear: "Hello, who is this?"

Due to work needs, she has received many calls in recent days. Most of the time, they are from the employees who work with her, occasionally from Wan Ting or Shuang, and sometimes from other staff in the castle.

"It's me." The person opposite finally spoke. The slow and hoarse voice belonged to Fan Tingnian who had just finished his retreat.

The first time I heard his voice through the receiver, it was tinged with a faint electric sound and sounded even sexier than usual.

Chu Song subconsciously raised his hand and touched his ear, which was a little hot.

"Hello, Mr. Fan, what can I do for you?"

"Yeah, something."

"You say."

"I've finished my painting. From today on, I don't need to see anyone else."

His voice was really nice, and Chu Song felt a little embarrassed listening to it. "I know. I heard it from Butler Wan Ting when I was on the phone this morning."

"When will you come over?" the person on the other end asked immediately.

Fan Tingnian's gaze fell on the two portraits in front of him. The painting was finally completed, and he now wanted to smell her scent a little.

Chu Song was obviously a little surprised: "What?"

Fan Tingnian's gaze fell on a row of blank plaster statues again: "I still need to paint the plaster."

"Also, I want to watch your TV series tonight."

Chu Song didn't expect the topic to change so quickly, so he responded, "Okay, is it still 7 o'clock? Where do you want to watch it?"

Fan Tingnian felt a little tired, so he closed his eyes and leaned back: "I don't want to move. Can I watch in my room?"

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