Fu Fengning didn't bring the driver, he drove the black Maybach with serial number.

Fu Fengning originally wanted to pull the co-driver away for him, but saw him avoiding him, and retreated into the back row when the lights came on.

Shen An didn't know what he was thinking, secretly looked at Fu Fengning from time to time in the car, not knowing that Fu Fengning had been paying attention to the rearview mirror, seeing his uneasy expression.

Fu Fengning lowered his voice, knowingly asked: "Is there nothing to bring?"

As soon as he asked, Shen An became even more embarrassed, he picked his fingers: "I... I don't live in the place just now... My things are in my rental house..."

After finishing speaking, he seemed to be afraid that Fu Fengning might misunderstand something, so he quickly added: "If you are busy, just send me an address and let me take a taxi by myself. When I pack it up, I will..."

He wanted to say "I'll go back", but he felt that he was not qualified to do so. He couldn't just "go home" with Mr. Fu's polite words, so he really didn't know himself and thought that there was his new home.

His speech is not fluent, he speaks while organizing his language, his social barrier has not yet healed, and his brain is prone to crash when he is nervous, so he can only stammer: "I'll go over."

Fu Fengning glanced at the rearview mirror, he huddled in the corner of the back row, a small ball, watching the ever-changing scenery outside the window, the corners of his eyes were red.

Fu Fengning reached out and adjusted the rearview mirror, trying to see him more completely: "Where is your rental house?"

Again, knowingly asked.

He couldn't let Shen An know that he had someone follow him.

Shen An hesitated, for fear of causing trouble to Fu Fengning, but he had no choice but to answer him.Shen An didn't know the way, so he could only report the address.

Fu Fengning drove extremely slowly, and adjusted the temperature inside the car just right.I don't know if he did it on purpose, but after sitting for ten, twenty or ten minutes, Shen An smelled the ebony pheromone that belonged to Fu Fengning.

It came and went, looming, but softer than anything he had ever smelled before.

After about an hour, under the intentional or unintentional comfort of this pheromone, he fell asleep leaning against the corner between the seat and the door.

Fu Fengning adjusted the temperature a little higher until he drove into the alley where Shen An's rental house was located.

Fu Fengning didn't call him, he leaned the car on the side of the street and kept on turning off the engine, looking at Shen An through the rearview mirror, his gaze was scrutinizing Shen An's thin face inch by inch, his dark eyes getting darker and darker.

Until Shen An suddenly woke up for some reason, Fu Fengning saw that he seemed to be shaking, and sat up in a panic.

Only then did he move away from the glued eyes.

Shen An was a little panicked: "It's here... Did I fall asleep just now..."

Fu Fengning turned off the fire: "It's okay, I just arrived."

He got out of the car and went around to the back row, tapped twice on the window before opening the door, and blocked the eaves with his right hand: "Let's go."

Shen An looked at the shrouded figure, and smelled the familiar ebony fragrance at a close distance. Originally, he was afraid to be alone with him, but subconsciously, he felt that the ebony fragrance would not harm him.

When Shen An got out of the car, Fu Fengning's graphite coat fell from his shoulders.

Fu Fengning's emotionless voice came from above his head: "Just wake up, just wear it. You go ahead and lead the way."

"You...will you come with me too..."

Fu Fengning asked symbolically: "Can't I?"

Shen An was at a loss for a while, found the pocket of his coat, and put his hands in it: "The room is very small and messy..."

He felt that it was inappropriate for Fu Fengning to stand in such a place.

Fu Fengning smiled, and spoke softly: "I'm your alpha in name anyway, I'm not even qualified to sit in your small room, am I?"

He was so big standing in front of Shen An, like a tiger eyeing a small prey, but there were some innocent and helpless emotions in his words.

Shen An had no choice but to bite the bullet and grind his claws with the cloth inside his pocket: "Okay...okay..."

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