After filing for divorce, the hidden marriage boss panicked

Chapter 122 The heartbeat is so out of whack

Just when Fu Shuruan was gossiping about what the person Xiang Chuan liked looked like, the clerk folded his hands in front of him, smiled politely and asked her to go to the dressing room next door to try on her haute couture dress.

Xiangchuan rubbed his brows, feeling a little headache from her noise. Why hadn't he noticed before that she was still a talkative person?

He drooped his eyelids and yawned calmly and slowly.

I barely slept last night. I had heavy dark circles under my eyes early in the morning, sitting here miserable and being fed a full belly of dog food by Fu Lingheng and Li Fei.

That's all, his two-kilowatt light bulb was too bright, so he simply went to the dressing room next door to find Fu Shuruan's chirping little sparrow to relieve his boredom.

"Miss Fu, your skin is so good, fair and delicate, and can be broken by blows. The color of this dress matches your skin color very well."

At this moment, Fu Shuruan was wearing a backless apricot-colored tube top dress and was sitting in front of the mirror, with makeup artists and stylists busy around her.

Xiangchuan leaned lazily on the sofa and scrolled through his cell phone in boredom.

After logging into the social media account, the group messages inside the night banquet kept buzzing, and those who didn't know thought he was busy with business.

In fact, it's just a bunch of single men chatting away at their leisure.

He clicked on it and saw that there was a whole row of Bai Mao@'s messages alone, all of which were worthless content.

[Brother Chuan, there is a girl having a birthday party at the night banquet tonight, will you come? 】

[I heard that she is the daughter of the deputy mayor's family. She was the one who rebelled and skipped school and went to the bar, but you persuaded her to turn back. 】

[I guess, most likely, they are attracted to you and want to take advantage of your birthday to confess to you! 】

......

Who is the deputy mayor's daughter?

How come he has no impression at all?

At the end, Xiangchuan replied with an indifferent word without expression: [Get out! 】

Baimao replied instantly: "No, the little girl is very pretty and pretty. The key is that people named her because she came here for you." 】

Xiangchuan looked tired, smiled contemptuously, lowered his eyes and entered a reply in the dialog box: [Baimao, how about you stop working in nightclubs and go to a dating agency instead? 】

After sending the message, just close the group messaging interface and put your phone into your coat pocket.

The moment he raised his eyelids, his eyes were fixed on the charming and agile figure in front of the mirror in the distance, and his eyes widened slightly.

The girl's long brown hair was braided into two fine centipede braids, with a few strands of slightly curly hair falling in front of her forehead. Her delicate facial features were lightly painted with pink and white, and her waist-cinching dress outlined her voluptuous waist.

At this moment, Fu Shuruan in his eyes seemed to be different from his usual pure and lovely appearance, and inexplicably became a little more charming and charming.

"Brother Xiangchuan, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

He stared blankly, his throat was slightly dry, his heartbeat was abnormally irregular, and the tenderness in his eyes spread to the corners of his eyes, and even he himself was not aware of it.

The sweet voice rang in his ears, and his confused thoughts were instantly brought back.

Xiangchuan coughed uncomfortably, gathered his thoughts, and said calmly: "It's okay. Maybe the indoor heating was turned on too high and it was a bit hot. I didn't hear what you just said clearly."

Fu Shuruan blinked and said to him with a smile: "Ah, I like today's makeup, hair and dress style. I want you to take some photos for me and send them to Moments. Can you do that?"

"okay."

Xiangchuan stood up, took out his mobile phone, turned on the camera and pointed it at her.

"Wait a minute, use my mobile phone to take the photo. None of your men's mobile phones are beautiful."

Fu Shuruan was holding her cell phone in one hand and holding the hem of her skirt in the other as she walked towards him. The high heels under her feet were used in the fitting room to match the dress and were not her size.

In addition, the hem of the dress dragged a little to the floor, so she had to stand on tiptoes every time she took a step to barely steady her steps.

She really couldn't wear stiletto heels of more than five centimeters, let alone stiletto slippers, so she had to use all her strength to maintain her body's balance.

The total distance was only two meters. She walked unsteadily, slower than a penguin, and she always felt like she would fall down at any time.

Seeing this, Xiang Chuan smiled with a smile on his lips. He walked over and was about to reach out to help her, but he was a step too late and missed her.

"Ouch my ass~"

Although Fu Shuruan was extremely cautious when lifting the hem of her skirt, she still tripped over the hem of her skirt and fell to the ground unprepared.

Her poor butt has fallen twice today, what kind of luck!

Seeing her holding her buttocks with a painful expression on her face, the smile on Xiangchuan's lips deepened, and he quickly bent down and lifted her up from the ground.

"Fu Shuruan, how are you? Is your butt blossoming? Do you want me to call an ambulance for you?"

His tone was full of gloating, but also laced with a bit of undisguised worry.

"It hurts so much~"

She couldn't help but roll her eyes, hissing in and out, and stared at him dissatisfied: "If you hadn't suddenly come over and startled me, would I have fallen?"

"Can we be reasonable? I'm still half a meter away from you, okay?"

Hearing this, Xiang Chuan looked at her resentful expression and finally couldn't help it, and suddenly laughed out loud.

"Why are you laughing? Do you have any sympathy?"

Fu Shuruan puffed up his cheeks, kicked off his ill-fitting shoes angrily, and limped to the sofa with bare feet.

The exposed piece of snow-white skin on her back touched the bottom of his eyes. Xiangchuan couldn't ignore it, and it inexplicably aroused his uneasiness.

He strode forward and picked her up.

Fu Shuruan was caught off guard and fell into his arms.

Immediately afterwards, her nose hit his broad and hard chest, and there was a sour irritation in her nasal cavity, and tears almost came out of her eyes.

"Put me down, I can walk by myself."

"Want to fall again?"

Xiangchuan didn't let go, raised his eyebrows slightly, put her on the sofa, half-crouched beside her, stared at her rosy face with his dark eyes, and didn't say anything, just staring at her quietly.

In the few seconds when the atmosphere stopped, the tips of Fu Shuruan's ears suddenly turned red and hot.

She was frightened by the sight, frowned her delicate eyebrows, and used her hands to block his handsome face that was approaching her. She was so nervous that her voice stuttered: "W-what are you staring at me at? Is there a flower on my face?"

"No flowers."

Xiangchuan responded solemnly, stretched out his hand to tidy up her scattered hair, curled his lips and smiled, with a deep look in his eyes, sitting in the empty seat next to her: "I just want to confirm whether your butt is real." It’s blooming.”

Fu Shuruan's shy look changed instantly, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he glared at him fiercely: "Can you tell what's wrong with your butt by looking at your face?"

How can a person with nothing wrong say such a wrong thing?

"I'm kidding you. Apart from your butt, are there any injuries?"

"No."

"Why is your nose so red? Why is your face so red?"

"..."

Fu Shuruan ignored him and secretly complained in his heart: "If you have the nerve to ask, I will knock you on the chest. It will be so sour that it will explode!" ]

Xiangchuan cupped her face and lowered his head to carefully examine the injury on her nose.

However, every time his eyes inadvertently fell on her red lips, the image of her accidentally kissing him after drinking too much would appear in his mind uncontrollably.

Naturally, he pretended that nothing had happened, after all, she had stopped drinking.

But the more he thought like this, the hotter and panicked his heart became.

Especially, he is now so close to Fu Shuruan, so close that he can even smell the subtle fragrance on her body, which is all troubling his nerves.