Chapter 77 10.07/It’s the third update. He is her…
Chu Song was stunned.
It is surprising that Fan Tingnian's dog is named "Dog", but what is even more surprising is that the dog also agrees with this name.
She stared blankly at the puppy that was walking towards her, shaking its head, picked up the pillow again, and pulled her legs onto the sofa, away from it.
Sure enough, Fan Tingnian's dog is as amazing as he is.
Although Chu Song didn't like dogs that much, he still felt that naming this short-haired dog with just the word "dog" was unfair and a bit too pitiful.
That night, as Fan Tingnian pressed her down on the bed, she was still holding her phone, pondering what to name it. He kissed her from head to toe, yanked her phone away, and pinned her wrist to the headboard.
Fan Tingnian locked her wrist and said, "You're not serious. Even if you want to choose a name, you should choose a free time."
Chu Song grabbed his phone and tried to escape: "Today is Sunday. I've already done it twice before leaving the house during the day. Evening is supposed to be my 'free time'."
The man was slightly startled by her retort. He slowly unbuttoned his shirt and tossed his watch onto the bedside table. Two seconds later, as if finally figuring out his words, he said, "You'll be working starting tomorrow, and you're not allowed to work at night. So, I'm making up for the days ahead."
He leaned over and kissed her. The kiss was hot and deep, unlike his slightly cold body temperature.
Chu Song regained consciousness and turned his head away from him, still wanting to correct him: "'Make up' isn't used like that. It means if you don't do it in the next few days, you can make it up next weekend."
"Really?" His voice was hoarse and sexy. He didn't continue her conversation, but focused on his own things.
Chu Song was very sure that his "really" was just a perfunctory response to her.
He kissed her from the side of her cheek to her earlobe, gently curling the tip of his tongue around it. He placed his right palm on the back of her head and inserted it into her hair, massaging her scalp and relaxing her body.
His kiss had already landed on her abdomen, and then he stood up and took off the shirt he had just half-unbuttoned. Under the bright yellow light of the bedroom, his muscle lines were almost perfect, clean and sexy.
Chu Song took a deep breath and thought it would be okay to make up for next week’s homework now.
She was finished. She really liked Fan Tingnian. Sometimes she would feel warm when she saw him like this.
The man's eyes swept over her slightly red cheeks, and he tilted his head slightly to look down at her. His voice was hoarse: "Why haven't you worn perfume recently?"
He touched her lower abdomen with his moistened fingertips: "This place used to smell like your perfume."
Chu Song remembered that she had applied it there twice on a whim while taking a bath.
He leaned over to her and kissed her there: "I like it very much. Can I spray it next time?"
His short hair pierced her legs. Chu Song took a deep breath and pushed him away unbearably, her voice trembling and soft: "It's okay, I think it's okay."
After a moment, Fan Tingnian stood up. He rubbed the water stains on the corner of his lips with his thumb, examined her expression, and said in a low voice: "Is it really okay?"
He touched it with his fingers, scanning the liquid on his fingers intently, and seemed dissatisfied with the moisture. He gently tapped her waist and lowered his head to kiss her again.
Chu Song couldn't bear it any longer, so she could only push him away and turn over to sit on his hips. She panted, "It's okay, it's really okay."
She gritted her teeth and said, "I think it's perfectly fine..."
Suddenly reversing their positions, he held her lower back and then leaned back against the bed, as if he hadn't heard her last words: "Do you want to use this position? I'm willing."
His abdominal muscles were very hard, especially when they were tightened. Chu Song felt a pain when he placed his hands on them.
He held her waist and pulled her close to him, kissing her belly.
His kiss was always reverent, even at this moment, and his voice was hoarse as he said, "You are my love."
Chusong has five days of public holidays, plus two days of weekends, a total of nine days of holidays.
She has always been serious and responsible in her work. The project she was working on at the exhibition had just ended and the next project had not yet started. During the short period of time, the investor Fan Tingnian personally went to the curator and said that he wanted to take his fiancée back to meet his mother. Of course, the curator readily agreed.
On the first day in Milan, he did not see Nan Zhimei. Fan Tingnian had not told his mother about the news before, so there was some information gap between the mother and son. Nan Zhimei went to Paris for something and would not be back for a few days.
When Wan Ting talked about this, he was afraid that Chu Song would think that Nan Zhimei disrespected her and disliked her, so he stepped forward to explain to her and handed her the gift left by Nan Zhimei.
The box in Wan Ting's hand was well packaged and was about the size of a palm. Chu Song had a hunch that it was very, very expensive. After opening it, it turned out to be an emerald that was not much smaller than a palm.
She wouldn't even dare to buy such a big gem if it was fake.
She closed the box, a little panicked, and looked at Wan Ting: "Is it really for me?"
She really didn't know if she could put it away. She was afraid that if she put it next to the bed, she might accidentally pick it up and kill herself while sleepwalking at night.
Wan Ting clasped his hands in front of him and smiled gently, "Please keep it safe. Madam specifically told me to give it to you."
Wan Ting: "And I ordered you to accept it."
"Well... okay." Chu Song decided to put it away and give it to Fan Tingnian for safekeeping first.
After staying in Milan for two days, Chu Song lived a leisurely life of eating and sleeping, sleeping and eating, with nothing to do all day long but looking at the flowers and playing with the birds.
On the third night, she was still jet-lagged and not sleepy at all. After taking a shower, she took her tablet to the sofa in the living room to edit the pictures.
She and Fan Tingnian lived on the fifth floor of a building in the manor. The easternmost bedroom was a suite, and where she was was the living room. Further in, there was another door that led to the actual sleeping area.
The drawings submitted for the competition have been revised again and again, and the current version is the third one.
Lying on the sofa with a pillow under me, holding a capacitive stylus in my right hand, I changed to the second picture. There was a movement at the bedroom door. First, a furry puppy's head popped out from near the ground, and then a person followed behind.
Fan Tingnian was wearing a dark green pajamas, and his skin looked particularly white against the dark green background.
After spending some time together, Chu Song was no longer so afraid of dogs. The white short-haired dog seemed to recognize her as its owner and would often wag its tail at her. However, the only thing that remained unchanged was that it was still as fierce as before.
He always shows his teeth no matter what.
She felt that Fan Tingnian was trying to coax people, and the breed he raised was completely wrong.
The white short-haired dog was halfway there when it was attracted by a toy on the ground. It scratched it with its paws twice and stopped there. Fan Tingnian walked over alone and sat down on the sofa where she was lying.
Chu Song was tired from editing the picture. He lowered his right hand, which was holding the stylus, and gestured to the puppy: "Tangyuan."
When I came here two days ago, Chu Song gave it this name on the plane.
"Tangyuan." She called again, but the puppy still didn't respond.
The person next to her put the cup of water on the coffee table and watched with her for a while: "Wan Ting said that the dog seems to only recognize one name."
Chu Song had no choice but to look back and try: "Dog."
The white short-haired dog looked up, dropped its toy, and ran over with its hooves swinging.
“.........”
Chu Songyang hit Fan Tingnian on the arm: "It's all your fault. What should I do now that I can't change?"
Their dog can only be called "dog" forever!!!
When we go out for a walk, other people’s dogs will call themselves “Qiuqiu”, “Tangyuan”, “Andy”, but her dog will only be called “Gou”!!
There was finally a hint of frustration on Fan Tingnian's face, as if he had made a mistake.
"I was thinking that you would wait until you saw it and then take it."
"So it's my fault?"
Fan Tingnian looked at her and said, "No."
But his expression clearly showed that he thought she was also somewhat responsible. Chu Song was furious and was about to raise her hand again, but suddenly a ring was put on her raised hand.
She lowered her eyes and saw the open jewelry box on the table. There were several diamonds in it. The diamonds were the same size as the one she was wearing on her ring finger, but the colors and shapes were different.
The man tilted his head slightly and explained to her in a slightly hoarse voice.
Chu Song probably guessed that these were the rings that Fan Tingnian had made for him the last time he came.
But the gem was too big, and she felt a little nervous and uncomfortable wearing it suddenly. She stretched out her right hand, wanting him to help her take it off first.
However, Fan Tingnian obviously misunderstood. He picked up several other rings in the jewelry box and put them on her five fingers one by one, even her thumb.
"What are you...doing?"
"I thought you wanted them all," the man was obviously stunned.
His eyes fell on her right hand with the ring on it, then he held her wrist and kissed the back of her hand. He frowned slightly and said, "But if you wear a few more rings, it will be easier to agree."
He spoke in a soft voice, a little confused, but with a hint of reverence.
Chu Song is always easily softened.
She took off some of the rings and put them in the jewelry box, leaving only the one on her ring finger. Then she lifted the blanket and sat down.
Fan Tingnian looked up at her.
Chu Song felt a little embarrassed, but still looked at him. She whispered, "Well... I like you even without the ring."
"Yeah." Fan Tingnian leaned back and looked at her straight.
After a long time, he bent down, picked her up and walked towards the terrace. Chu Song hugged his neck. After a few seconds, he held her and sat down on the soft couch on the terrace.
The night wind was a little cool, carrying some dew and a damp air.
He held her horizontally on his lap and wrapped her in the blanket he had just left in the room. He gestured with his chin towards a spot not far away, "Actually, I also ordered four thousand kilograms of flowers."
Chu Song was astonished and looked in the direction he pointed. Not far away, there were several helicopters flying towards a small hill. They must be carrying flowers airlifted in from somewhere.
She roughly guessed that there might be a ceremony, with green space, rings and flowers, and she was inevitably moved.
"You really like me, Fan Tingnian." She murmured.
He rested his chin on her forehead and whispered, "I love you. You can confirm it to me countless times."
Chu Song smiled after hearing this, and curled his lips slightly.
Maybe Fan Tingnian was the one who taught her how to love.
She said "thank you", then leaned over and put her lips to his ear: "Fan Tingnian, you are my ivory tower."
What a beautiful, beautiful ivory tower.
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The author has something to say: The main text ends here. Thank you very much for your company. Song Song and Fan will always be happy [狗头][撒花]
After that, there will probably be three or four chapters of daily life, and two extra chapters about if-lines (ABO, robbery or vampires, I haven't decided which two yet [flowers]).
Take a break, the extra chapter will be updated at 10pm on Friday (10.10),
The next book I might start with is "Mint Winter Solstice [Marriage First, Love Later]", you can collect [Starry Eyes]
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