You have Bai Yueguang, why are you in such a hurry when I choose a male model?

Song Buci felt sleepy halfway through reading, and fell directly onto the sofa, his head resting on the pillow and slowly fell asleep.

When Fu Nanfeng looked up, he saw Song Buci's upper body lying on the sofa.

My legs are still on the ground. It's very uncomfortable to lie in this position.

Fu Nanfeng stopped what he was doing, stood up and walked over, pausing the conversation on the TV series.

Then he picked the person up from the sofa and walked towards the lounge.

Putting the person on the spotless big bed, Fu Nanfeng took off her shoes and put them in order, then pulled a thin quilt over her.

The air conditioning temperature in the lounge was just right, but Fu Nanfeng was still worried that she would catch a cold.

After tucking in the quilt, Fu Nanfeng stood up and stared at Song Buci's face with his blue eyes.

Finally, he couldn't help it and squatted beside the bed to look Song Buci in the eye.

He stretched out his hand to touch Song Buci, but pulled it back just as he was about to touch him.

Her movements were cautious, and her eyes were full of love for Song Buci.

"Don't fall in love with that scumbag Shen Yanzhou. Just look at me, okay?" Fu Nanfeng carefully touched the back of Song Buci's hand, his voice restrained.

His beating heart was filled with love for Song Buci.

Song Buci, who was sleeping soundly, did not give any response. She was sleeping soundly.

Fu Nanfeng stared at her for a long time, and only came to his senses when Song Buci turned over.

He still had work to deal with, and he had to finish it quickly because he had to take Song Buci out for dinner in the evening.

After leaving the lounge, Fu Nanfeng quickly got down to work. He worked very hard today and processed the documents very quickly.

By 6 o'clock, all the documents had been processed.

Normally, employees often work overtime until seven or eight o'clock. Fu Nanfeng doesn't understand why they have to work until that time.

But everyone was working hard, and as a leader, he would leave work at six o'clock every day, which would make them feel that they could not share the hardship with them.

He didn't have many friends in the capital, so he stayed to work overtime.

But I can't work overtime today, so I have to go out to eat and go shopping with Song Buci.

After waking up from a nap, Song Buci felt refreshed. When he sat up, he found that he was not lying on the sofa, but on a big bed.

I rubbed my aching head, threw back the covers and prepared to get out of bed when the door to the lounge was opened from below.

Fu Nanfeng came in from outside with some toiletries in his hand.

"You're awake, go wash up." He said as he walked towards the bathroom with the toiletries.

Song Buci was half asleep and had a terrible headache. He didn't respond, but silently put on his shoes and followed him into the bathroom.

There was originally only Fu Nanfeng's toothpaste, toothbrush and facial cleanser on the sink. These things placed there made the surrounding area seem empty.

When Fu Nanfeng put everything Song Buci needed in there one by one, the space was no longer empty.

Skin care products that cost tens of thousands of yuan each, various brand-name cosmetics, facial masks, etc.

Fu Nanfeng prepared everything one by one, which made Song Buci, who followed behind him, couldn't help laughing when he saw it.

"Why do you put so many skin care products and cosmetics here? I don't come here every day." Song Buci said with a smile.

“When it expires, it will be wasted.”

Fu Nanfeng didn't listen. Song Buci was willing to come once and there would be a second and third time.

Not only did he have to prepare it, he also had to prepare a few sets of clothes that were suitable for Song Buci and put them in the closet.

just in case.

"It's okay to leave it there. Come to the company to see me more often when you have time." Fu Nanfeng replied with a smile.

Then he went out and gave the bathroom to Song Buci.

After cleaning up, Song Buci came out of the bathroom. As soon as she came out, she saw Fu Nanfeng standing in the middle of the lounge, touching his chin with one hand and one arm, his face full of thought.

"What are you thinking about?" Song Buci wiped the water droplets from his face and asked as he stood beside him.

Fu Nanfeng replied to her: "I'm wondering where to put a dressing table."

Song Buci was speechless. What was this guy thinking about all day long?

She just came here to play, is it necessary to buy a dressing table?

But Song Buci changed his mind and thought, maybe he has a girl he likes?

You can rest here and put on makeup and dress up when you wake up.

Thinking of this, Song Buci accepted it and gave her some advice: "Put it here."

Song Buci pointed to the empty space opposite the end of the bed and said, "It's spacious here, it's perfect for putting it here."

Fu Nanfeng smiled and then agreed.

After the two of them packed their things, Fu Nanfeng took Song Buci's bag and took the special elevator downstairs together.

The receptionist was bored reading a novel, but when she saw Fu Nanfeng, she immediately switched her focus and pretended to be busy.

Fu Nanfeng walked to the front desk, knocked on the table and said, "Next time she comes, just let her in directly without having to call to notify her."

The receptionist looked at Fu Nanfeng and then at Song Buci, and finally agreed quickly.

He also asked Song Buci to write down his own message.

The receptionist noticed the bag on Fu Nanfeng's shoulder and her eyes widened.

He took another look at Song Buci who was writing his name, and felt that he had accidentally discovered a big secret!

"All right."

Putting down the pen, Song Buci smiled and said to the front desk, then walked out of the company gate with Fu Nanfeng.

After seeing them leave, the front desk clerk immediately sent a message in the group.

[Receptionist Xiao Li: Shocking secret! !]

[Receptionist Xiao Li: Mr. Fu might be in a relationship!]

[Technical Department Engineer Lin: What? Mr. Fu is going to have a relationship?]

[Xiao Wang from the PR department: This must be fake. Mr. Fu is such a cold person, how could he be in a relationship?]

Secretary Xiao Zhao: Yes, Mr. Fu is dating. He brought a girl to the office today. He even let her eat in the office while watching TV series on his tablet!

Secretary Zhao: Also, when we delivered the documents today, Mr. Fu didn't curse at me!

Just when the employees were still unconvinced, a colleague from the monitoring room sent a screenshot to the work group.

[Xiao Sun from the monitoring room: Pictures speak louder than words.]

Everyone was surprised after watching it. Mr. Fu actually helped the girl carry her backpack!

Mr. Fu can actually laugh so happily, it seems that Mr. Fu is really going to fall in love.

They're going to have a boss lady.

[Chief Secretary: You are prohibited from chatting about anything unrelated to work during working hours. Please remove it.]

When everyone saw that it was the chief secretary who was speaking, they all immediately retracted their remarks.

Then I replied in the group and received two words.

If they are not allowed to chat in the group, they will chat offline.

The person being gossiped about was currently driving to the restaurant they had booked.

"There's a good movie coming out soon. Let's go watch it together after dinner?" Fu Nanfeng, who was sitting in the driver's seat, put one hand on the steering wheel, his eyes staring into the distance, and operated the steering wheel with one hand when turning.

The whole movement is smooth and handsome.