Landing On My Heart

Chapter Thirty Nine

Ruan Sixian leaned against the kitchen door, because Fu Mingyu was facing her back, so she looked unscrupulously.

When he turned around to get the bowls and chopsticks, she looked away again.

"How do you know that today is my birthday?"

"I have read your resume." Fu Mingyu said lightly, "The memory is okay."

The memory is okay, and I don't know what to show off.

Ruan Sixian snorted, "Oh, so, are you so caring to employees?"

In fact, Ruan Sixian received a blessing message from the Human Resources Department of Shihang at noon today, and told her that she was free to go to the Human Resources Department to collect birthday gifts.

This is the tradition of World Airlines, and every employee will have the treatment on his birthday.

"Are you knowingly asking?" Fu Mingyu didn't raise his head and turned on the faucet to wash the vegetables. The faint sound of running water and his answer sounded at the same time, "I will make longevity noodles for each employee. Am I the director or the chef?"

Oh, then she is a special treatment.

Ruan Sixian lifted her chin, her mouth curled up, "Then I will add an egg."

Without lifting his head, Fu Mingyu gave an "um", picked up the two eggs that had been prepared on his hand, and slammed it. The shiny egg whites and yolks slid into the pan and screamed.

A small pot on the cooking table is boiling water, a pan is fried with eggs, and some vegetables are piled up in the vegetable washing sink. These things he does very well, watching slowly, but neatly.

Unexpectedly, he said that he can cook is not bragging.

It wasn't until Fu Mingyu turned and took a look at her that Ruan Sixian found that she had been standing at the door for a long time.

But her eyes were all right, and it seemed a bit inappropriate for her not to say anything.

She walked over tentatively, "Do you need my help?"

"No, go and sit in the living room, don't look at me here."

Ruan Sixian's footsteps stopped, then rolled his eyes and turned away.

Oh, who would like to see you.

But the living room is really boring.

Fu Mingyu is also quite boring.

In such a large living room, there is nothing except the necessary furniture, not even green plants, the only living thing may be Ruan Sixian himself.

The floor-to-ceiling windows are not bad. If it weren't for heavy rain, it would be comfortable to stand here and watch the sunset.

Ruan Sixian wandered around in the living room before turning to the kitchen again.

She poked her head in, "Is it good? Why are you so slow."

"Well, you go to the restaurant and sit down."

When Fu Mingyu came out with a bowl, Ruan Sixian was wiping on lipstick with a tissue.

"What do you wipe?"

Ruan Sixian glanced at him, not wanting to explain to such a straight man.

"Do you not put on lipstick for meals?"

Fu Mingyu: "It's pretty."

Ruan Sixian: "..."

What happened to Fu Mingyu today?

Is it in love?

Why did you praise her so simply and rudely again and again?

She continued to rub lipstick indiscriminately.

"I won't show it to you if it looks good."

Fu Mingyu smiled and handed her the chopsticks, "Hurry up."

The noodles in front of me were fragrant, golden eggs and a few vegetables were steaming, Ruan Sixian's stomach began to clamor, but his mouth couldn't help saying, "So much, I might not be able to finish it."

Fu Mingyu: "You can't finish eating and deduct the year-end bonus."

His eyes were telling Ruan Sixian plainly anyway: Don't pretend.

Ruan Sixian pursed her mouth, raised her brow and nodded.

In the last second, she said she looked good, and in the next second, she was treated as a pig.

"Okay, the boss has the final say."

Ten minutes later, eat a bowl of noodles.

Facing the empty bowl and Fu Mingyu's eyes, Ruan Sixian didn't know what to say.

Maybe she was too hungry, maybe this bowl of noodles really tasted good, she slapped herself in the sky.

Fortunately, just when she was embarrassed, the phone rang.

But when she answered the phone, Ruan Sixian's face changed visibly.

The tone is also quite stiff.

"How do you know I live here?"

"No, I've already eaten it."

"It's dark and still raining, you can go back."

What was said on the other end of the phone, Ruan Sixian sighed, turned to see the heavy rain outside the window, frowned and said, "Okay, wait a minute."

When she hung up the phone, she didn't lift her brows.

She didn't want to go down and get it, but Dong Xian meant that she would not go if she didn't get it.

This is too annoying.

Ruan Sixian's eyes finally fell on Fu Mingyu. He looked around twice and whispered, "Boss, do you have an umbrella?"

"What are you doing?"

"Go downstairs and get something."

Fu Mingyu looked out the window.

The sky was black and heavy, and big raindrops snapped on the window mercilessly, flying wildly with the strong wind.

"Can you go in such heavy rain?"

"Well, so I want you to get it for me."

"..."

After two seconds of silence, Fu Mingyu stood up rather helplessly, "Go wash the dishes."

"Good." Ruan Sixian agreed almost without hesitation, but when he saw the rain outside, he felt a little guilty, "Boss, go slowly."

After speaking, the two moved separately.

Except for these two sets of chopsticks in the kitchen, Fu Mingyu had already washed the other dishes, so Ruan Sixian took less than three minutes.

She walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and looked down. The floor was too high and the heavy rain made it hard to see the ground.

I don't know how long it took before Fu Mingyu came back.

The white shirt on his body was almost drenched, clinging to his body, muscle lines looming.

He closed the umbrella, put the cake on the side table, looked over with his dark eyes, there was moisture on his eyelashes, and stared at Ruan Sixian closely.

"You are so torturous."

Ruan Sixian stood in front of him with his hands behind his back, a little flustered by his eyes, and immediately threw the towel hidden behind him on him.

"Hurry up and wipe you."

Fu Mingyu caught the towel, wiped his arm, and said casually, "I saw her when I came back today. Do you know him?"

"Oh, my mother." Ruan Sixian paused, "you know each other too?"

Fu Mingyu: "Yeah."

Ruan Sixian is not surprised, Fu Mingyu and Zheng Youan know each other, so they must know Dong Xian.

She said nothing more.

Fu Mingyu added: "She just asked us what the relationship is."

Ruan Sixian had a meal, suddenly a little nervous, "What did you say?"

Even if it wasn't Dong Xian, someone else would be curious about the relationship between them when they saw Fu Mingyu go to help her get the cake.

"I said we are..." He tilted his head and seemed to hesitate intentionally. "Friend?"

"Yes." Ruan Sixian nodded following his words, as if to himself, "We are friends."

Fu Mingyu threw the towel aside, walked to the door of a room, held the doorknob in his hand, and waved his head towards Ruan Sixian, "Come here."

With his wet appearance, his voice was low and deep.

There is an inexplicable feeling of inviting into the refrigerator.

Ruan Sixian stood still.

"What are you doing?"

Fu Mingyu: "Then since I am a friend, I will give you a birthday present, you will accept it?"

Ruan Sixian felt that Fu Mingyu was a little strange today.

First, she celebrated her birthday silently, and then bluntly praised her for her beauty, and now she also gave her birthday present.

Give a gift as a gift, and let her into the room.

With his urine sex, wouldn't he want to give himself away?

Ruan Sixian walked towards him slowly, "What are you giving me? An airplane?"

Fu Mingyu didn't speak, and pushed the door open, Ruan Sixian's eyes lit up, and her breathing stopped for a second or two.

Four two-meter-high display racks were placed in the study room of more than fifty square meters, and at least two hundred model airplanes were neatly placed.

All models of Boeing, all models of Airbus, Bombardier Aerospace Challenger series, Dassault Aerospace Falcon series, Hawksherly Trident...

Have it all!

And Ruan Sixian walked in and you could tell that these model airplanes are not the ones sold on the market, they are all exclusive advanced customization ultra-high-precision restorations, and even the dashboard in the cockpit can be seen clearly through the glass.

Ruan Sixian stretched out her hand and touched the material tremblingly. The texture, the feel, the degree of fineness... I am afraid that the life span of these aircraft models can be compared with that of the king.

"Like it?"

Fu Mingyu's voice rang in his ears.

Ruan Sixian trembled all over.

He deliberately, he absolutely deliberately!

But I really like it! like! I like it very much!

The villain in Ruan Sixian's heart was already spinning and jumping frantically, but she had to refrain from acting like she had never seen the world before Fu Mingyu.

"I thought you gave me a real plane."

"It's not impossible." Fu Mingyu lowered his head and said with a smile, "but it has conditions."

This person's eyes seemed to be able to speak, and Ruan Sixian's heart jumped when he met him, feeling that there was something in his words.

No, he just has words.

Ruan Sixian turned her back to him and looked at the display stand on the other side.

"These are your collections?"

"Ok."

"Really send me?"

"Choose it."

Then I'm welcome.

Ruan Sixian touched this for a while, touched that for a while, and still hesitated for a long time.

Fu Mingyu kept looking at her by the door. After waiting for a while, seeing her tangled up, he added: "I didn't say that you can only choose one."

Ruan Sixian looked back at him, "Really?"

Fu Mingyu: "In this room, whatever you like can be given to you."

I like it all! I like everything in this house!

This dog man is too personal today!

He asked: "I like it all?"

Ruan Sixian stared at him, wanted to be reserved but wanted to be honest, so she nodded slightly.

Fu Mingyu: "But I can't."

It took two seconds for Ruan Sixian to realize what he meant.

——All you like in this room can be given to you.

——But not me.

——I can't give it to you.

Seeing Ruan Sixian instantly regaining his indifference, Fu Mingyu was quiet for two seconds, and then began to laugh.

Still laughing?

Owed.

Ruan Sixian couldn't help but greeted him with a paw on his shoulder.

But even though she was angry, she didn't use any strength at all. When she met her, he grabbed her hand and held it on her chest.

"Want to hit someone again?"

Ruan Sixian didn't intend to speak, and after struggling twice, unable to pull her hand out, she moved her leg.

It's just that she wanted to kick him, but he felt motivated, so she preemptively stretched her leg to hold her calf.

"Want to move your legs?"

Ruan Sixian is a person who eats soft but not hard. The more Fu Mingyu resists, the more she wants to move.

But wearing a skirt and high heels, she was easily suppressed by this person.

Both hands were clamped, and his thighs were pinned by his legs. When he leaned over and pressed, Ruan Sixian was completely pinched.

At this moment, the two of them suddenly fell silent, looking at each other in this strange posture, motionless.

The torrential rain outside the window was like notes, crackling, clear and strong.

The light in the room was gentle, the air was quiet, and the lingering sound of breathing and heartbeat covered the sound of rain in my ears.

She saw Fu Mingyu's eyes darker, but it appeared darker under the light.

And his breath is getting closer.

Ruan Sixian frowned, her breathing became tighter, and her palms were slowly warming.

She didn't want to look strange to herself, so she didn't avoid looking at each other until Fu Mingyu's face turned slightly to the side, leaning against her ear and saying something.

His voice is very small, almost a breath. If there are others at this time, you will never hear what he is saying.

"You are really beautiful today."

The rain is violent and the room is quiet. Such direct language coupled with his low voice makes the atmosphere even stranger.

Suddenly, a thunder in the sky pierced the night sky with lightning bolts, and the room suddenly lit up.

The two people let go of their hands as if regaining their senses, and at the same time, Fu Mingyu took a step back and looked out the window.

Ruan Sixian picked up a Comet Havilland next to him, pressed it against his chest, and suppressed his heartbeat.

"I'm going back."