Chapter 179: Flirting
Ning Xin was silent for a moment, "Brother, I will take care of it."
Ning Heng was so angry that he had no place to vent.
Seeing him like this, Ning Xin quickly comforted him, "Brother, don't be angry. Didn't Fu Beicheng return the acquired company?"
What made Ning Heng angry was that Fu Beicheng acquired two companies right under his nose, and he couldn't do anything about it. This was a deep insult to him, how could he tolerate it.
"Brother, don't worry, I will avenge you."
Ning Heng looked at his sister. Ning Xin smiled at him and saw cunning in her eyes.
As soon as the time came, Fu Beicheng called. Ning Xin obediently left Xinsheng. A black Rolls-Royce stopped at the door of Xinsheng, and the employees watched curiously.
As soon as the familiar figure came out, Fu Beicheng hurriedly got out of the car and opened the door for Ning Xin. Ning Xin got in and found that the car was full of flowers. Fu Beicheng looked at her and asked, "Do you like it?"
Ning Xin was a little stunned. Fu Beicheng suddenly stretched out his hand towards her. Ning Xin put his hand on it. Fu Beicheng took her out of the car and opened the trunk. It was full of flowers. The fragrance of flowers was mixed with a faint smell of soil.
Ning Xin stepped forward and raised her hand to pick off a petal. It was a real flower. She looked at Fu Beicheng and thought this method was so old-fashioned.
But I felt inexplicably more excited.
Fu Beicheng took her hand and asked, "Do you like it?"
Ning Xin nodded.
The boss of Xinsheng was confessed to, and the employees looked around curiously and enviously. Fu Beicheng took the person into the car and curled his thin lips slightly.
In the car, Ning Xin asked, "Mr. Fu, have you never chased anyone?"
This method is so old-fashioned.
"I only ever chased you."
Well, pretend she didn't ask.
When they arrived at the villa, Fu Beicheng took her out of the car and took her straight upstairs. The maid opened the door and a candlelight dinner was set out in the room. Ning Xin couldn't help herself any longer, "Who did you learn this old-fashioned method from?"
"You don't like it?" Fu Beicheng asked nervously. If she said she didn't like it, he would tear Qi Siwen and Gu Mingjue apart.
Ning Xin shook her head. "Although it's old-fashioned, it's still a bit romantic."
Fu Beicheng was in a good mood when he heard him say that. They sat down at the dining table and Fu Beicheng helped her pull out the chair.
He filled both of their glasses with wine and handed one to Ning Xin. Ning Xin took it, clinked glasses with him, and just took a sip of the wine.
Fu Beicheng patiently cut the steak piece by piece and brought it to her. Ning Xin took it and said, "Thank you."
"Xinxin, are you still angry with me?" Fu Beicheng suddenly asked.
Ning Xin raised her head and met his deep and narrow eyes. "No, didn't you also say that you did this just to get me back? You are not wrong.
"Fu Beicheng frowned, "Are you speaking in a sarcastic way?"
"Every word I said was from the heart. Why did Mr. Fu say that?" She looked sincere and impeccable.
Fu Beicheng looked at her bright smiling face and said, "Don't call me Master Fu."
"What's that called?" Ning Xin looked at him innocently, her eyes moist and her pretty face filled with astonishment.
Fu Beicheng's Adam's apple rolled. He took a sip of the red wine and glanced at her with interest. "Acheng."
Ning Xin almost burst out laughing. The dog man was embarrassed that he was bleeding after he said that. "Acheng."
"Plop." The man opposite dropped his fork on the table.
Then, under her gaze, he picked up the fork expressionlessly and calmly.
Ning Xin saw that his ears were red. He was really good at pretending. She didn't expect Fu Beicheng to be shy. It was like the sun rising from the west.
"Acheng." Ning Xin called again.
"Yeah." The man responded softly, poured himself a glass of red wine and drank it down with restrained joy in his eyes.
"From now on, I'll call you Ah Cheng. I find that calling you that is not too strange."
Fu Beicheng's eyes were dark and unclear. It was not just that they were not strangers, they could even be called to bed. Fu Beicheng drank another glass of wine and tried hard to suppress the trapped beast in his heart.
"Okay?" Ning Xin asked him.
Fu Beicheng nodded and said only one word, "Yeah."
"Acheng." Ning Xin suddenly looked at him.
"What's wrong?" Fu Beicheng's voice was hoarse.
Ning Xin smiled and said, "It's okay. The wound on your chin hasn't healed yet?"
Fu Beicheng gave her a resentful look. She also said that people in the company today looked at him from time to time, and their eyes seemed to say that the president really knows how to play.
Unable to bear it any longer, he scolded the directors during the meeting and told them that his chin was scratched by a cat. Under pressure, the directors nodded repeatedly.
But when Fu Beicheng took a look in the mirror, he saw obvious teeth marks on it, which was obviously done by someone. Fu Beicheng's face turned black at that moment.
"That's settled then, Acheng."
The candlelight dinner lasted almost two hours. Fu Beicheng almost wanted to execute the man on the spot, but he had to hold back.
"I'm sleepy." Ning Xin stood up.
"I'll take you there." Fu Beicheng stood up, took her hand and walked to the next room. Ning Xin let him hold her hand, opened the door and suddenly wanted to go in.
Someone held her hand tightly. Ning Xin turned around to look at him. Fu Beicheng's eyes were drunken and he looked at her with a dazed look.
Ning Xin suddenly stood on tiptoe. Fu Beicheng's eyes paused. Ning Xin looked at the wound on his chin and straightened his slightly crooked tie.
"Okay, time to go to bed." After saying that, she opened the door. Fu Beicheng wanted to go forward, but the door was slammed in front of him. He felt like he was on fire and had no way to relieve it, and he felt very uncomfortable.
Ning Xin's smile disappeared as soon as the door was closed. You bastard, I'm going to kill you.
She went to the bathroom to take a shower and was about to go to bed when there was a knock on the door. Ning Xin raised an eyebrow and opened the door to see Fu Beicheng standing outside.
The man was wearing a bathrobe with a loose belt and a wide-open chest, revealing his chest.
"I asked someone to make you a bowl of red date porridge."
Ning Xinrang let him into the room.
Fu Beicheng put the porridge on the table. Ning Xin stood by the door, looking at him leisurely. Fu Beicheng walked over to her and said, "Eat it while it's hot."
Ning Xin nodded. Someone looked at her without moving, his eyes flashing with a dark light. Ning Xin stood on tiptoe and kissed him on the lips.
The hair brushed against his arm, making him feel itchy, as if something was scratching his heart, making him unbearable.
Fu Beicheng put his arm around her waist, and Ning Xin took the initiative to hook her arms around his neck, pressing her soft body against his.
The beast in Fu Beicheng's heart was immediately aroused. She had never been so proactive before. Every cell in his body was excited to receive her affirmation.
He lifted her chin with one hand and held her slender waist down with the other.
He lowered his head and opened his mouth to hold her lips, his long tongue hooking her wildly, his breathing was heavy, and the kiss was hot and lingering.
Ning Xin's hand slid into the man's collar, touched his hard abdominal muscles, and set them on fire. Fu Beicheng groaned.
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