Landing On My Heart

Chapter Forty Nine

This feels so magical.

Ruan Sixian leaned on the door and stayed for a while after returning home.

She actually kissed Fu Mingyu.

Until now, she still felt that she was full of his breath, and the sound seemed to linger in her ears.

Her brain is like uncontrolled, driven by primitive hormones.

When the elevator door opened, although she was tightly blocked by Fu Mingyu, she could still imagine the old lady outside the door looking at the cell phone expression of the old lady on the subway when she saw them.

Ruan Sixian thought of this, her legs softened and she almost fell into her home.

This is too terrible. What kind of Gu did Fu Mingyu give her? There are so many ways to kiss people, and she can't stand it. Had she not kicked him in the end, he might have never thought of stopping.

Alcohol is on your mind.

I don't know if he drank too much tonight or is sober.

Ruan Sixian slowly walked into the living room, and when he passed a cabinet with a mirror, he saw that there was not much of his lipstick left. The original red color had changed to a faint orange red, rubbing it on the lips in a mess.

It seemed to remind Ruan Sixian of what she had just done with Fu Mingyu.

Ruan Sixian changed his clothes, lay down in the bathtub, and took a bath for a long time. The phone kept ringing and was annoying.

She grabbed it and glanced at it. Si Xiaozhen and Bian Xuan were chatting in the group.

Si Xiaozhen posted a few screenshots of Korean dramas in the group.

[Si Xiaozhen]: Oh, this elevator kiss makes my heart move.

Ruan Sixian: "..."

She released the phone and stared at the ceiling for a while, feeling that it was still vibrating, so she picked it up again.

Not to mention, the posture in that screenshot is a bit similar to them today.

The protagonist is also wearing a suit, blocking the heroine in the corner and kissing.

Even his back looks a bit like Fu Mingyu.

[Si Xiaozhen]: Uuuuu, when it's my turn to hold such a sweet kiss, I'm all ready.

Ruan Sixian: "..."

[Si Xiaozhen]: Oh, woo, want a man who pushes me in the elevator and kisses deeply.

Ruan Sixian: "..."

Ruan Sixian looked at the screen from the beginning to the end without bubbling, lying in the bathtub, his heartbeat hadn't slowed down, the heat was lingering, and the whole person was dizzy.

She felt that she was confused by Fu Mingyu's kiss today.

Today, the weather was bad during the day, the dark clouds were crumbling, and the heavy rain would not fall. At night, the moonlight lifted the dense fog, revealing a hook.

Fu Mingyu walked downstairs and rubbed his lips with his thumb. Under the moonlight, the lipstick on his fingertips was slightly pearlescent.

The driver was still waiting on the side of the road. After he got in the car, he drew a paper towel to wipe off the lipstick on his mouth.

The lipstick remaining on the mouth is transferred to a white paper towel, and it is lightly red. The visual stimulation instantly brought memories of the senses, Fu Mingyu rubbed his neck and recalled the scene just now.

When the elevator door was about to close again, Ruan Sixian seemed to wake up from a dream, and subconsciously bit him. She was not weak, and the corners of her mouth still hurt a bit.

And she put her hands on his chest, panted for a while, blushing to the root of her neck, and then said: "Someone in your family is sick and you still want to go back like this, Fu Mingyu, you are still not a person!"

Not knowing whether it was annoyed or funny, Fu Mingyu rubbed the tissue in his hand and smiled slightly.

"Go to Huguang Mansion."

Before, He Lanxiang called him suddenly and said Doudou was ill, he was paralyzed, and was about to die, so he hurried back to see his dog.

Her tone was impatient, and her sharp voice was a little bit mean. It didn't sound like she was talking about a pet, but it seemed to accuse Fu Ming for abandoning her own son.

With Fu Mingyu's understanding of Helanxiang, he can expect to have a hard time tonight.

After half an hour, the car stopped in front of the villa.

As soon as Fu Mingyu opened the gate on the first floor, Doudou rushed over alive.

He bent over and touched Doudou's head and wandered into the living room, but He Lanxiang was not seen.

Aunt Luo came over to take the jacket he took off, and pointed towards him on the second floor.

Fu Mingyu didn't care either, and first went to grab a glass of water and stood by the window drinking slowly.

Half a cup of water, the familiar voice came from the stairs.

"Do you still know that you are coming back? Do you still know that you have a home?"

Fu Mingyu turned around and said, "This dress is good."

He Lanxiang didn't buy his account, and stood on the stairs with arms folded. The height gave her the upper hand.

"Originally I thought you were busy and you didn't see any figures. But what do you mean by asking people to remove all the model aircraft? Do you want to move out completely?"

Fu Mingyu raised his eyes without denying it.

He seems to have this idea.

At this time, Aunt Luo took Fu Mingyu's coat and went upstairs to clean up in the workshop. When she passed by He Lanxiang, the fragrance of a woman faintly came.

He Lanxiang smiled, "I knew that if I didn't see a figure for ten and a half months, there must be a girlfriend. If I didn't call you, you might not even find the way home, right?"

Thinking of the kiss that was not rejected tonight, Fu Mingyu didn't comment on the "girlfriend".

Helan Xiangkuan walked down, stopped one meter away from him, glanced slowly from top to bottom.

"It's nothing at all, but the slap print on your face not long ago..."

Fu Mingyu raised his eyebrows, "Bo Yang told you?"

"Do you still use Bai Yang to tell me?" He Lanxiang's voice suddenly rose twice, "You were born to me, I don't understand? You really can't find out when you wear a mask? You have the ability for twenty-four hours Wear it, don’t take it off when you eat."

Fu Mingyu only felt that his mind was heavy, and he didn't want to continue this topic. He was about to turn upstairs to take a bath, but He Lanxiang held him back.

"Don't you explain who was beaten by? A woman, right?" She thought, no man would greet her with a slap, so she pointed to her face and said, "I have a girlfriend now...you shouldn't Is it... messing up the relationship between men and women?"

He Lanxiang felt that he was thinking too right.

While planning to move out, stay away from home all day long, with the smell of perfume, and slap on the other side, there is no other reason except for the chaotic relationship between men and women.

"Fu Mingyu, let me tell you, you can't do this kind of thing. He Lanxiang can't afford to lose this person."

Fu Mingyu rubbed his brow bones, really wondering how to communicate with his mother, whose thoughts crooked to Siberia from time to time.

"Sentiment, leave it alone."

Helan Xiang was stunned, and it took him a long time to realize what Fu Mingyu meant.

"what."

Then you young people are good at playing.

The night is as cold as water, and the autumn moon is white, shining into the room through the curtains, casting a hazy light and shadow, quiet and soft.

But Fu Mingyu's dream is not as soft as this night.

He saw Ruan Sixian's eyes filled with water vapor, which were more hazy than the moonlight, and his reflection was vaguely reflected.

She held his neck with both hands, leaning towards him in slow motion, the delicate touch of her lips wandering around his jaw.

He lowered his eyes, raised his hand to touch the epaulettes on her clothes, and moved to his waist inch by inch...

After waking up in the middle of the night, Fu Mingyu opened his eyes and looked out the window. The moonlight was shining brightly, curved like a smile at the corner of her mouth.

He took a long breath and got up to take the second bath tonight.

At five o'clock in the morning, the alarm clock went off on time.

Ruan Sixian opened her eyes, stared at the ceiling, blinked, and it took a long time before she returned to her mind.

She was still a little hot all over, she patted her chest and immediately got out of bed to wash.

Regardless of whether there is a flight mission on the day, her morning jog is a habit that is immobile. In addition to maintaining physical fitness, it also has a calming effect.

An hour and a half later, Ruan Sixian appeared in the World Aviation Building.

Early in the morning is always the busiest time, the flight crew pulls the flight box from the various passages, and the sound of the rollers is complicated and disorderly. Papers in the dispatch department were flying all over the sky, and the phone calls from the flight planning department never stopped.

Ruan Sixian met the crew members on the road and walked towards the conference room together. There were Hutches and small chats in her ears, all mixed, but these voices flew into the vacuum the moment she saw Fu Mingyu's figure. .

Fu Mingyu seemed to have a sense, standing at the end of the glass corridor, turned his head and glanced lightly, and then continued to the elevator.

Many people followed behind him, and they didn't notice his subtle movements.

But Ruan Sixian knew that he was looking at her.

Probably because of the reasons last night, Ruan Sixian didn't think it was that simple now, just looking at the crowd from such a distance.

The temperature of the cheeks started to be abnormal again.

What are you doing.

Can you calm down?

Isn't it just a kiss?

Isn’t it just a tongue fight?

What is there to blush?

He has no expression on his face and nothing happened. Why are you blushing? !

She coughed slightly and walked towards the meeting room with her foot raised.

The next second, the phone rang.

As if she had some hunch, she took out her phone and looked at it, and it was indeed Fu Mingyu's news.

[Fu Mingyu]: Send me a message after returning home and landing.

Look at how calm they are.

The captain came early today and has already signed the flight ticket. By the way, even the fuel has been added, so everyone will get to the subject as soon as they arrive.

The weather is good, the route is familiar, and there are no guests, so this collaboration will take a short time. After the end, the group is ready to board the plane.

Since it was still early, a stewardess took Ruan Sixian to the terminal to buy food.

Today is the weekend, and the terminal is very crowded. Zheng Youan and Dong Xian walked to the first-class lounge, and spent ten minutes talking about it all night.

"Originally, I hated Fu Mingyu for only seven points, but when I drank with her that night, she complained more accurately than me, which made my dislike for him rise to ten, but she quickly became with Fu Mingyu. , What kind of routine is this? Did she deliberately? It's because I have too little knowledge. Can I still fight off my rival in this way?"

Dong Xian listened to Zheng Youan's complaints along the way. Although she didn't know who she was talking about, she also felt that it was just a trick between children and didn't take it seriously.

"The past is over, why don't you take it to heart."

"No, I can't figure it out, I feel like I've been tricked."

Dong Xian slowed down and glanced at her slowly, "Do you still like Fu Mingyu?"

"What a joke." Zheng Youan rolled his eyes, "I think Brother Yanan is better than him now."

Dong Xian chuckled softly, "Aren't they all the same? Is there less lace news about Yan'an? It's just that one has made a noise, and the other is well hidden."

Zheng Youan shut up when he heard the words.

At the beginning, she was so mad at Fu Mingyu that she vowed that she would be at odds with him in this life. But her father didn't think it was a big deal, and even thought that Fu Mingyu was nothing wrong with it. Compared with the interests of the two families, this was nothing short of a trifle, and he had to force her to continue dealing with Fu Mingyu.

Zheng Youan thinks that no matter how good Fu Mingyu is in the eyes of her elders, insulting her artistic attainments is a matter of three perspectives. It is absolutely impossible for the three views to come together.

But her father kept talking in her ears and told her to put down a little figure. Fu Mingyu really couldn't fault it. If she missed this village, she would lose this shop.

She couldn't stand it anymore, so she made a little... small rumors to accurately attack Fu Mingyu's image in her father's heart.

For example, she said, that time when we went to Spain together, Fu Mingyu couldn't walk when seeing the samba girls, and dazzled with others. Later, she had to take a car with her. Who knows who was in the car.

At the same time, he also said that he and the female staff in the company seemed to be unclear. She had seen it when she passed away in aerial shooting.

This kind of specious thing is so interesting, plus Zheng Youan is a good girl, her father didn't think she was lying. After thinking about it carefully, Fu Mingyu's identity and appearance seemed to be normal.

No feelings can be cultivated slowly, but he doesn't believe in stories about the prodigal son turning back. No matter how great the benefits of the marriage between the two families are, and he doesn't want his daughter to marry such a person, it's fine.

But Zheng Youan’s father is a very strict-mouthed person. He has never heard him talk about other people’s nostalgia. At most, he can talk to Dong Xian, and Dong Xian is also a person who doesn’t like to talk about right and wrong, so this kind of rumor is definitely not. It spread out, so Zheng Youan dared to do it.

"Anyway, I think it's too much." Zheng Youan turned the topic back again, "I trusted her so much at the beginning, and I confided to her without seeing her a few times, and she was fine."

Walking to the door of the first-class lounge, the welcome lady asked them a question. Zheng Youan closed her mouth and took a casual glance. He saw a familiar figure at the beverage stall beside him, and stopped immediately.

"Ah! I really mean Cao Cao has arrived."

Dong Xian turned around, "What?"

"It's her, the person I just said."