Chapter 1903： .The creditor is next door (1/2)

Standing outside is Fu Tingye's personal assistant Zuo Nan, who is very handsome and has a friendly personality. What does she usually need

Well, all the trivial things are looking for him. In the past three years, I have seen him more often than Fu Tingye.

”Zuo Nan, hello.” Tang Moran greeted calmly.

Zuo Nan smiled at her and said, ”Miss Tang, the president asked me to come up and tell you that I will see the business partner later.

As a partner, let you dress as decently as possible and not too revealing. ”

Tang Moran:...

If you hate her so much, why take her there?

He is not short of women, but he has scandals on the entertainment headlines every few moments.

I was upset, and I had to endure it, ”Okay, I see, you go and tell Uncle Fu, I will choose an elegant

Body skirt. ”

”Miss Tang, you are an uncle Fu. Our president is called old by you. He is only eight years older than you.

Already. It's almost the same as my brother. ”Zuo Nan joked.

”How can it be, he is my father's friend, so naturally I want to be called Uncle.” Tang Moran replied.

”Okay, just call what you like, I'll go down first.”

Zuo Nan finished his message, and left.

Tang Moran closed the door again, took out the phone and took another look, then walked to the bed and put it under the pillow.

For safety's sake, don't take it with you.

She will contact her brother when she comes back today.

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After taking a shower, I changed to a white sleeveless dress, which reached to the knees, and the style was simple and generous.

Such plain and elegant clothes could not stop her youthful beauty.

Tang Moran immediately went downstairs after changing.

Fu Tingye was still sitting in the hall.

I was reading a magazine leisurely and drinking coffee.

Seeing her come down, Fu Tingye heard the sound and looked sideways. When his eyes passed her slender white swan neck, he slightly

Condensed, ”Will it be better if my hair is draped down?”

Of course not!

How hot it is to put it down on such a hot day!

Tang Moran retorted in his heart, letting go of her hair silently on the surface.

Then, he whispered a mother quietly in his heart.

The two walked out of the villa one after another and got in the car parked at the door.

The inside is very luxurious and spacious, completely separated from the cab, very private, and isolated from all noise.

The car drove out of the manor.

A cold fragrance permeates the quiet and enclosed space.

It should be a kind of enjoyment to sit in such a comfortable car in summer, but for Tang Moran, it is a kind of enjoyment.

Suffering, depressed, she was almost breathless.

She sat with an upright back, tilted her neck and looked out the window.

The temperature in the car is getting lower and lower, her nails are blue, her lips are white, and her bare knees and calves are almost stiff.

Can't move.

Can't help but glance at the air-conditioning outlet, fucking, 16 degrees...

Does he treat himself as frozen meat?

Tang Moran really wanted to adjust the temperature up, but he thought again, this is his habit, so he should not move.

As a ”hostage”, one should be able to bear it.

She quietly pulled her skirt down, trying to cover her knees that were about to lose consciousness.

”Is it cold?” The low magnetic voice melted into her ears.

”Huh?” Tang Moran turned his head a little frightened, and took two seconds to react, ”Oh, a little bit.”

After answering, she turned her head around.

He thought that he asked so, he should be compassionate to raise the air conditioner.

Five minutes passed, and he did nothing.

Oh, dare to love, he just asked.

Tang Moran rubbed his hands, staring at the 16-degree number, when will it arrive~~~

Just when she was anxious and unbearable, her legs suddenly warmed.

Looking down, a white suit was covering her lap.

This……

Tang Moran opened his eyes wide.

Now, she was really ”flattered”.

The suit was the heat on his body, and her legs were warming here. Although it was warm, she felt shocked.

It seems that the clothes covered on the legs are not clothes, but a beast that eats people.

Fu Tingye is closing his eyes and resting. It seems that covering up the clothes is just his random act.

significance.

The car drove for another fifteen minutes and reached the destination.

Tang Moran picked up his coat from his knees and gave it back to him.