精灵之森动漫

   "Hey, I haven't finished my biscuits yet."

  Gu Qingning's eyes fell on the plate of snacks, and her slender arms subconsciously wrapped around his neck.

  Fu Juncheng laughed, walked around the table, hugged her and sat on the sofa chair.

  He stretched out his hand and pulled the plate of snacks in front of him, with a soft look in his black eyes, "Stay here this afternoon?"

  Gu Qingning picked up a biscuit, found a comfortable position in his arms and sat back, and took a bite of the biscuit.

"What's good?"

  For example, a few gold bars to refresh yourself.

  Fu Juncheng looked down at her, wiped off the biscuit crumbs from the corner of her lips with his slightly cool fingertips, and laughed, "Isn't it enough for me to accompany you?"

   Taking a bite, Gu Qingning bit the biscuit into pieces, squinted at him, and hummed softly, "You're smart."

  It is obvious that he asked her to stay with him, but on the other hand, he said that he accompanied her, so shameless.

  Fu Juncheng lowered his head and ate the biscuit she had bitten into. Under her helpless gaze, he said calmly, "How can I catch you if I'm not smart."

  The corner of Gu Qingning's mouth twitched, "There are still so many biscuits on the plate, why are you grabbing one from me?"

   "The ones you've eaten are better." Fu Juncheng pursed his lips, feeling that the biscuits were a bit too sweet.

  Holding the cup with a slender hand like jade, every move reveals a pleasing elegance.

  Gu Qingning stared at his hand in a daze, even holding the biscuit she liked, she didn't move her mouth for a long time.

  She doesn't think she can control it by hand, but the hand of the man in front of her always has a magical power that attracts her, and she even covets his warm palm.

   Noticing her gaze, Fu Juncheng smiled dumbly, his voice low.

   "Does it look good?"

  Gu Qingning realized her lack of focus just now, a trace of embarrassment flashed across her face, she changed the subject and said, "This biscuit is delicious, let's take some back when we leave."

  Fu Juncheng put down his cup, and didn't tease her with what happened just now.

   After all, it's really annoying, but it's not easy to coax.

  He looked down at the table and continued to correct the documents that he hadn't finished reading just now.

  Gu Qingning gnawed on the biscuit, looking lazily at the contents of the document.

  At first glance, surprise flashed across her eyes.

  Although she already knew that the Eastern Consortium was strong, she never expected that the economic lifeline of M state would be controlled by him. It seems that her previous knowledge of the Eastern Consortium was only the tip of the iceberg.

  She couldn't help but clicked her tongue, "It seems that there is still a big gap between us."

  The inexplicable exclamation attracted Fu Juncheng's attention, and a meaningful smile emerged from the corners of his thin lips.

   "You mean physical strength?"

  The muscles in the corners of Gu Qingning's eyes twitched violently, almost spitting out a mouthful of old blood.

  She stretched out a hand to reach his waist, looking for a place at random, and was about to strike.

  However, the man's figure is too perfect, and the hard abdominal muscles are within reach, which cannot be twisted at all.

"Ah…"

  Holding low laughter fell on her ears, Gu Qingning tilted her head, met his black eyes unwilling to show weakness, and said word by word, "It doesn't matter who is strong and who is weak when it comes to physical strength."

  Fu Juncheng's eyes darkened, his brows raised lightly, "Why don't you try?"

  Gu Qingning choked, and immediately fell into a panic.

  She turned her gaze back to the document, and joked, "You have so much money, it seems that I want to keep you, and I guess it will take a long time."

  Fu Juncheng was startled, and the corners of his mouth slowly curled up.

   "Don't wait, I'm easy to take care of."

  Gu Qingning sneered, "Pull you down."

  The president of the Eastern Consortium is so supportive, what joke is he talking about?

  …

   In the living room.

  Shen Xiran absently watched the old men playing cards, looking upstairs from time to time.

  Gu Qingning has been going up for more than an hour and has not come down.

  She couldn't help recalling the picture of the two of them alone, and her face became even uglier.

   Just then, the butler came over and reminded us that it was time to eat.

  Old Master Xi stood up and stretched his waist, "I'm starving to death, old Fu, take out the good wine you mentioned last time and have a few drinks."

  Mr. Fu won the money and was in a good mood. He glanced at the butler and said, "Go to the wine cabinet and get the wine."

   Butler, "Yes."

   Everyone moved to the dining room, and Mr. Fu asked the servant to go upstairs to call Fu Juncheng and the two.

  Shen Xiran sat down at the dining table, looking at the two empty seats opposite, a flash of jealousy flashed in his eyes.

   "Old Fu, your wine is not bad. Do you have any more? Give me a bottle." Smelling the aroma of the wine, Mr. Xi was so greedy that he looked at Mr. Fu with sparkling eyes.

  When Mr. Fu heard what he said, he gave him a blank look, "You think it's Chinese cabbage, but this bottle was given to me by the king, and I've kept it for a long time and I'm not willing to drink it."

  Hearing this, a trace of pity flashed in the eyes of Mr. Xi.

   After a while, Fu Juncheng and Gu Qingning walked into the dining room.

  The two stand together, one is strong and domineering, the other is cold and unparalleled, neither loses to the other, their aura fits inexplicably.

  Old man Xi narrowed his eyes and looked at the two of them, secretly surprised.

   This little girl is really not simple, standing beside Jun Cheng but not being blocked by his sharpness, even a little on par.

"grandfather…"

  Fu Juncheng greeted several old men, he pulled out the chair, and Gu Qingning stepped forward and sat down.

  The subconscious movements of the two were as natural as flowing clouds and flowing water, and an invisible tacit understanding lingered between them, making it impossible for people to intervene.

  Shen Xiran looked at the two sitting together, clenched his hands hidden under the table into fists, trying his best to suppress the anger of jealousy.

  Suddenly, that cold gaze suddenly turned towards her, and Shen Xiran reflexively avoided her gaze, showing a decent smile on his face.

   "Qingning, would you like some drinks?"

  Looking at the tone of the inquiry, those who didn't know thought she was the mistress of the house.

  Gu Qingning's eyes were pale, and her calm voice could not hear any emotion, "No need."

  Besides, Mr. Shen glanced at her, and there was a hint of sinisterness in his eyes.

  No one in the capital can give him three points of noodles, but today he was played by a little girl, so it's no wonder he doesn't get angry.

   "Everyone, don't be dazed, eat with chopsticks, you are all your own, so don't be polite." Mr. Fu took a sip of the wine and greeted with a smile.

  The mellow aroma of wine rushed into the tip of the nose, tickling people's hearts.

   Gu Qingning glanced at the wine glass in Fu Juncheng's hand from the corner of his eye, and his eyes flickered.

   "Qing Ning, do you know how to drink? Would you like to have a sip?" Shen Xiran said softly, wishing that Gu Qingning would go crazy after drinking.

   "This is still a good wine bought by Jun Cheng for Grandpa Fu."

  Gu Qingning glanced at her, and the corner of his mouth curled up in a playful arc, "No, I'm not good at drinking."

  Old Master Shen took the opportunity to take the words, persuading him, "If you can't drink enough, you should practice even more. Otherwise, you won't even drink a glass of wine when you attend banquets with Jun Cheng in the future. That's not good."

  Gu Qingning narrowed his long and narrow eyes slightly, and glanced at him, with a cold light in his eyes.