Being a Lady of an Influential Family: 174, warmth (two more)

"Can you tell me now, Madam, what did you do today?" After returning home, Xu Shaoming left Fu Fengcheng before he asked.

Leng Sa rolled on the bed holding the pillow, "Want to know? Please."

"..." Fu Fengcheng was speechless.

After a while, Fu Fengcheng said, "Do you think it's difficult to investigate this kind of thing? Or do you think Madam will just let it go?"

Leng Sa sat up, yawned and said lazily, "It's nothing, let's teach your brother to play games."

"For example?"

Leng Sa said: "He wanted to jump off the building to play. I was worried that you would be saddened by the loss of your younger brother, so I tied him up, lest he really jump off because of excitement."

Fu Fengcheng nodded slowly, "Understood."

Smiles coldly, "I know it's easy to understand, it's a very simple thing."

Fu Fengcheng looked at her, "Climbing a seven-story building in this dress, Madam has worked hard."

Leng Sa snorted proudly, "It's good to know that I'm working hard. I'm tired and I need to rest. You should go back and rest."

Fu Fengcheng didn't move, of course, "This is my room."

Leng Sa said: "I'm still angry." Is the feud of ruining clothes so easy to end?

Fu Fengcheng looked at her for a while before saying, "Wrinkles will appear when you are angry."

"..." Leng Sa was silent for a long time, then suddenly picked up the pillow in his arms and smashed it, "Fu Fengcheng, you die for me!"

Fu Fengcheng caught the pillow thrown at him with one hand and looked at Leng Sa who was sitting on the bed calmly.

Leng Sa felt that she wanted to run wild in minutes, and fell into the bed in despair, hugging the quilt and screaming, "Aah! Fu Fengcheng, I will kill you sooner or later!"

"Do you want to sleep in this outfit?" Fu Fengcheng asked calmly.

Leng Sa moved his arm, only to remember that he hadn't changed his clothes when he came back.

Sleeping in a dress can't be done coldly, it's too uncomfortable.

Jumping up from the bed, Leng Sa gave Fu Fengcheng a sideways glance with a snort and turned to go to the bathroom to wash up.

In the bedroom behind him, Fu Fengcheng looked at her still angry back, and couldn't help sighing softly, a look of confusion and distress on Junmei's face was rarely seen.

When Leng Sa changed into pajamas and came out of the bathroom, Fu Fengcheng was already sitting on the bed.

"..." Master Leng was so angry that he was instantly deformed.

"Fu Fengcheng, I want to share a room with you!" Leng Sa gritted his teeth.

Fu Fengcheng said indifferently: "This is my room."

Leng Sa coldly snorted, "It's a big deal, I live in the study!"

"Your clothes and jewelry..."

"I'm moving!" Don't put up with this dog man again!

"..." Fu Fengcheng sighed helplessly, "What are you mad at? It's worth so long for a piece of clothing?"

"Is this a problem with a piece of clothing?" Leng Sa glared at him angrily, but Master Fu just seemed to ask for advice very sincerely, "Why not?"

He just broke one piece of clothing, he can buy another 100 for her if needed.

So what is there to be angry about?

Leng Sa said: "What clothes to wear is my freedom, you can express your opinions and suggestions, but whether you listen or not is my business. You can't use despicable means to damage my things in order to achieve your goals. Understood. ?"

Fu Fengcheng was silent and sneered coldly, "Since you can interfere in my affairs, does that mean that I can interfere in your affairs too?"

Fu Fengcheng nodded, "Naturally." He can still understand the principle of fairness, but Master Fu generally doesn't think that everyone has the qualifications worthy of fair treatment.

Of course Leng Sa is clearly an exception.

"Very good." Leng Sa nodded with satisfaction: "I think Yongcheng is too dangerous, and it is too tiring to fight with your mother. Tomorrow we will leave Yongcheng and find an overseas island to relax and care for the elderly. Come with me. Don't contact anyone in the country again!"

Fu Fengcheng said: "This is not the same thing." A piece of clothing and the Fu family or the future life... is this the same thing?

Leng Sa threw him a nasty smile, "I think this is one thing. You broke my things, but I invite you to take a leisurely self-cultivation 'face the sea and spring flowers', you What's not to like?"

“…”

"Besides, you don't even agree to such trivial matters, and you still want to take care of my major affairs?"

"A major event?" Fu Fengcheng wondered.

Leng Sa said: "Isn't dressing and eating the most important thing in life? It's more important than your **** things, right? Otherwise, you have the ability to go out naked (crab) tomorrow."

"It's unreasonable to make trouble." Fu Fengcheng raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows. It was rare to find it so hard to talk to someone.

"I'm happy." said coldly.

Fu Fengcheng was silent for a long time, and finally said, "I don't care what you wear in the future, okay?" Fu Fengcheng suddenly understood what Xiao Yiran once said - a quarrel between a man and a woman can never be won.

Although Xiao Yiran has a lot of nonsense on a daily basis, occasionally there are not so nonsense words.

Huh?

Leng Sa looked up at Fu Fengcheng, who was sitting on the bed with a solemn expression, and his mood instantly improved.

She doesn't really care whether Fu Fengcheng agrees or not. Whether Fu Fengcheng agrees or disagrees has little effect on what she wears.

But it makes sense for Fu Fengcheng to admit defeat.

"Really?" Leng Sa looked at him suspiciously.

Fu Fengcheng nodded with a sullen face. It is normal to wear clothes coldly, and occasional banquets are not a big deal.

Fu Da rarely has a way to solve this kind of thing, but it is obviously unwise to confront it head-on.

"Can I sleep now?" Fu Fengcheng asked.

When Leng Sa is in a good mood, he doesn't care about him anymore, and happily prepares to go to bed. Fu Fengcheng put his hand behind her neck, and Leng Sa couldn't lie down immediately.

"The hair is not dry yet. Dry it before going to sleep." Fu Fengcheng frowned.

Leng Sa's hair was very long, but she didn't have the patience to dry it. Relying on the fact that it was summer and her health was good, she ran out half dry.

"It will be done in a while." said coldly.

"Go get a towel." Fu Fengcheng frowned.

Leng Sa rolled his eyes, silently slandering him that a big man is more quirky than her or a woman. Take care of your clothes and your hair!

I took a dry towel from the bathroom, and walked out coldly while wiping my hair, "I still think short hair is better."

Just like Fu Fengcheng, just wipe it twice and it will dry. Even in summer, it is even more beneficial in winter.

Although Mr. Fu's experience and personality are far better than ordinary people, he has not evolved the aesthetic ability that surpasses the times in advance in this era.

He stretched out his hand to Leng Sa and looked at him suspiciously, "Why?"

"Give it to me."

Leng Sa looked down at the towel in his hand to understand, and shook his towel to ask. Fu Fengcheng didn't answer, he just stretched out his hand and took the towel from Leng Sa's hand and pulled her to sit down.

Leng Sa felt a little flattered when he found out that Fu Fengcheng was actually helping himself to wipe his hair.

It's not that what Fu Fengcheng has done is so moving. It's really that this dog man is too impersonal. Isn't it touching that he rarely does a human thing?

The slender fingers flowed through the hair, and the hair was wrapped in a towel and rubbed gently, making Leng Sa sleepy comfortably.

This whole day, I went to class, attended parties, and did physical work in dress and high heels. In addition, I didn't know why I didn't sleep well last night. Leng Sa was really tired today.

Yawned several times in succession, Leng Sa no longer struggled, just closed his eyes and let him fiddle with his head, the whole person fell into a state of half asleep and half awake.

Fu Fengcheng paused slightly as he wiped his long hair. It was the first time he had done this kind of thing, and he was not very skilled. He didn't even know why he did it.

But the feel of his fingers touching his hair made his stern face involuntarily soften a lot.

Fu Fengcheng's life has been short for more than 20 years, and he has always encountered some cold and hard things.

For example, pen and ink, such as knives, such as firearms.

The most warm thing is probably the temperature of the fist when you fight someone to the death and the temperature of the opponent's body and the temperature of the enemy's blood splashing on your skin.

But at that time, both the opponent and he were cold and violent, and they only wanted to knock down the opponent as quickly as possible, and no one would feel that there would be the slightest warmth and softness in this process.

"By the way...the photo thing..." Leng Sa seemed to suddenly remember something vaguely while half asleep.

"I'll let Shaoming take it back, don't worry." Fu Fengcheng said.

Leng Sa raised his eyelids, "I'm not worried... Your brother is too stupid, I think... you better not pay attention to him."

"He was never the point." Fu Fengcheng said while wiping his hair carefully.

"Well... that's right, you ignored him. It's just... this kid is so annoying, don't worry, I've helped you educate him, and he will definitely... be a good brother in the future."

Fu Fengcheng raised his eyebrows slightly, "What if he doesn't obey?"

Leng Sa lightly snorted, "Master Leng still has a hundred ways to teach him, there is no such thing as a child who can't be taught by Master Leng."

"He's older than you, so you don't have to worry about him." Fu Fengcheng said calmly, "And..."

"Huh?"

"Who is Master Leng? Who taught you this?" Fu Fengcheng asked suddenly.

“…ZZZ…”

Looking down at Leng Sa, who had slipped into his arms and slept very sweetly, Fu Fengcheng sighed imperceptibly.

When Leng Sa's long hair was dry, Fu Fengcheng adjusted her to a comfortable sleeping position and lay down with her.

Looking at the quiet sleeping face lying beside him, Fu Fengcheng thought for a while and then reached out to bring her to his side before reaching out to turn off the light on the bedside.

After an unknown amount of time, Leng Sa, who was lying in Fu Fengcheng's arms in the dark room, turned over and slowly opened her bright eyes.

She felt very comfortable with the slightly warm temperature that she had gotten used to these days. She blinked in the dark and went back to sleep with satisfaction.

Wipe her hair and want to get to the bottom of her?

I think too much.