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　　 In the past few days, Fan Wubiao has been feeling refreshed. Naturally, there is no reason for him. It is because the relationship between Ouyang Xiaowei and him has finally normalized.

　　 A small crystal hourglass finally broke the deadlock between the two people.

　　 In Fan Wu's opinion, investing in a glass factory can play this role, and it is worth it! What if it cost more than 20 million US dollars? Even if the efficiency of the glass factory cannot reach the expected goal, it will not hurt. It is worth the fare if the Pomeranian smiles.

　　 Therefore, Fan's face has always been filled with happiness these days.

　　 In the evening, Fan Wubing bought a lot of ingredients specially, cleverly used his hand, went to the kitchen, made five or six exquisite dishes, and opened a bottle of authentic red wine from the old sister Fan Ting.

　　 As soon as Zhang Mei went home, she found that the atmosphere in the room was a little different from usual. The lights were adjusted to a dim luminosity, a few candles were lit on the dining table, and the goblet was filled with bright red wine.

"What are you doing?" Zhang Mei was a little suspicious of his son's irritation. He usually didn't like to do these things. He often said that life lies in leisure and time is money. How did you change **** today? NS?

　　 "Happy!" Fan Wuyao graciously turned out the bag in his mother's hand, then waited for her to sit down, and then called Ouyang Xiaowei and his father Fan Heng upstairs to come down and prepare for the meal.

　　 "Ah, so many dishes----" Ouyang Xiaowei was also taken aback when she saw the table.

Originally, she was going to cook with Fan Wubing, but Fan Wubing suggested that she could simply get something to eat, and sent her upstairs to read the information. Who knew the information was only half of the time, Fan. It was a bit of consternation for her to have such a large amount of wine and food without being sick.

　　 Fan Heng knew everything about his son, but this matter always made him feel that something was wrong, but he was excited when he saw his son's face. But I can't bear to say more.

　　 Son, son, you are someone with a "marriage contract"! When Fan Heng thought about what happened back then, although he didn't know whether he would count in the end, he also felt a little headache. After all, Chief Zhang has become Director Zhang. Listening to his tone, his sister's in-laws are also quite powerful. If you really care about that, what should you do as a father?

　　 But Fan Heng wouldn't be disappointed at this time. He glanced at Zhang Mei, then raised his wine glass and proposed, "Come on! Let's have a drink first!"

　　 "Cheers for what?" Zhang Mei and Fan Heng have the same thoughts, not only feel that Ouyang Xiaowei is impeccable, but also feel entangled with things back then. Seeing Fan Heng raising his glass, he asked.

　　 Fan Wuyi looked at Ouyang Xiaowei, who was shaking the glass with three fingers, and said with a smile, "Where is there another reason, of course it is to toast for money and beauty!"

　　 "Look for a fight!" The three people sitting at the same table sprang up on Fan Wu's body.

　　 "Uh, don't slap your face!" Fan Wuyao shrank his head, and waited until the three of them had finished venting. Just got out from under the table and said angrily, "Okay, okay! Then we toast to career and love!"

　　 "Well, it's almost the same." The four people bumped the glasses together.

　　 Money and beauty, career and love, what is the essential difference between these two terms? Fan Wubing shook his head secretly, and couldn't help reaching out and gently touching the smooth thigh of Ouyang Xiaowei who was sitting next to him.

　　 is so good! Well, there is a feeling of electric shock! Fan Wuyao's heart was so addictive!

　　 Ouyang Xiaowei calmly caught Fan Wuyi a piece of fish, which made him feel so inadvertently happy when he arrived. But just after he put the pieces of fish into his mouth, he felt that the tenderest meat on his inner thigh had been screwed.

　　 "Uh----" Fan Wubing's mouth was blocked by fish, and naturally he couldn't shout, but Ouyang Xiaowei was so cruel that he was so painful that he was about to lose his cold sweat.

　　 "What's the matter?" Fan Heng, who was eating braised pork ribs, heard his son snorting and asked curiously.

　　 Fan Wuyi took a while before he swallowed the fish, and said with a wry smile, "It's nothing, it's just got stuck by the fishbone."

　　 "Then are you okay?" Zhang Mei asked nervously, her son is her heart. Naturally, he is particularly concerned.

Ouyang Xiaowei immediately scooped up some vinegar with a spoon and brought it to Fan Wuyi’s mouth, and gently persuaded, “It’s dangerous to get stuck by a fishbone. Drink some vinegar now! You can soften the fishbone. Our hometown They do it all over there!"

　　 Without any explanation, he poured a spoonful of vinegar into Fan Wuyao.

　　 Fan Wushu naturally knew that Ouyang Xiaowei was retaliating against herself. Don't look at her concern as if taking care of a child, in fact, she must be happy!

　　 But Fan Wubing still pinched his nose and poured the six-degree old vinegar into it. Because he understood very well that if she didn't compromise with Ouyang Xiaowei a little bit at this time, maybe she would make something more terrifying!

　　 After seeing Fan Wubing drink the vinegar, Ouyang Xiaowei smiled and asked, "How does it taste?"

　　 "Shanxi old vinegar----" Fan Wubing frowned sourly, then forced a smile, and extended a thumb to praise, "The taste is a bit sweet!"

　　 Fan Heng and Zhang Mei also saw the clues at this time. They understood that Fan Wubing and Ouyang Xiaowei were doing small actions, and there was nothing right now. They laughed, and everyone continued to enjoy the candlelight dinner prepared by Fan Wuyi himself.

　　Finally, Fan Heng commented, "The food is okay, and the atmosphere is not bad, but your candle is too unprofessional and a bit smokey."

　　 But overall, this dinner was quite successful. Although Fan Wubing was retaliated by Ouyang Xiaowei, he also managed to touch Ouyang Xiaowei's thigh. This is a huge improvement!

Fan Wubing really encouraged him in his heart. He must continue to work harder, be bolder, move faster, stretch his hand farther, and try to get more sweetness from Ouyang Xiaowei. !

　　 "Let's go back to the room----" Fan Wuyao quietly said to Ouyang Xiaowei.

　　 "You? With me?" Ouyang Xiaowei smiled, then Liu brows upside down and whispered in a low voice, "Think beautifully! Let's do the dishes! I think this job is more suitable for you now!"

　　 Five minutes later. Fan Wubing was washing the dishes while sighing self-blamingly, "Oh, it's still a bit short after all! If you want to break into Ouyang Xiaowei's heart, you have to keep working hard!"

　　 Although Ouyang Xiaowei categorically rejected her direct request, Fan Wuyi's thief was still alive. After washing the dishes, he ran to the bathroom downstairs to clean up for a while, then came out again and took a peek. He saw his parents watching TV in the living room, so he slipped upstairs.

　　 After the Fan Heng family settled in Panshi, they moved into the government-provided compound. Major city leaders gathered here, and there were armed police guards outside. The safety conditions are relatively better, and it is not far from the city government, so it is more convenient to do everything.

　　 The only thing that makes people feel a little disappointed is that it is too troublesome to get in and out. Those black-faced armed police always meticulously check the passing vehicles, which makes Fan Wuyao feel a little depressed when he is used to freedom. However, other than that. There is nothing else to blame.

　　 Fan Wuyi went up and took a look. Hey, Ouyang Xiaowei's door was ajar and not locked. She couldn't help thinking excitedly, "There is a door!"

　　 So he tapped twice and walked in uninvited, eh? How could there be no one?

　　 "Xiaowei?" Fan Wubing yelled softly twice.

　　 "Why did you come up?" Ouyang Xiaowei walked out of the bathroom, and when she saw Fan Wuyi coming in, she didn't look surprised.

Uh. Fan Wubing took a look and realized that Ouyang Xiaowei had just taken a shower, her hair was still wet, she was wrapping it in a towel, holding a hair dryer in her hand, ready to dry, and she was wearing only a bath. robe.

　　 "Oh, I want to talk to you about life----" Fan Wubing said smoothly, but his eyes couldn't be separated from Ouyang Xiaowei's body for a moment.

　　Although it is hidden by the silk bathrobe, you can still see Ouyang Xiaowei's good figure and part of the white and tender skin exposed outside. In particular, a faint scent floated from Ouyang Xiaowei's body, making Fan Wubing feel refreshed and happy.

　　 "This doesn't seem to be the smell of perfume?" Fan Wubing couldn't help asking.

　　 Ouyang Xiaowei looked at Fan Wuyao strangely, shook her head and said, "I never use perfume."

　　 "It's best not to use it, that kind of thing is unreliable!" Fan Wuyao immediately agreed.

"Why? But French perfumes are very expensive! Many of my colleagues expect to have a few bottles of top French perfumes! You didn't say that to save money, did you?" Ouyang Xiaowei was a little suspicious. Asked.

　　 "How come?! Am I such a stingy person?!" Fan Wuyao called out immediately. "There is a reason for this. But I don't intend to say it, you will feel nauseous if you are responsible!"

　　 "How is it possible? You must tell me the reason! Otherwise, you are stingy!" Seeing Fan Wuyao, Ouyang Xiaowei seemed unwilling to explain the reason. He insisted on explaining it.

Fan Wubing was forced to be helpless, so he had to say to Ouyang Xiaowei, "No one else knows about this. I also met a designer who designed French perfumes when I was in the United States. He was chased and killed. I ran into it and saved it, so I told me about some things."

　　 "Really a perfume designer? How can it be so coincidental that you met?!" Ouyang Xiaowei expressed some doubts.

Fan Wubing was suspected by Ouyang Xiaowei, and immediately complained very aggrievedly, "Why don't you even believe me? Are you ignoring my true heart for you? Oh, this is really frustrating! "

　　 "Stop talking nonsense!" Ouyang Xiaowei turned on the hair dryer and began to tidy up her hair.

"You know, for many years, French perfume has been very mysterious, especially its formula is highly confidential. It is said that there is a special material in the perfume, which is similar to the mysterious material of Coca-Cola, and it is only controlled by a few people. Hand. But the perfume designer I rescued told me that he had studied animal fat extracts based on the special flavor sources in perfumes, and found a very surprising conclusion that one of the French perfumes is very special. The source of flavor is actually extracted from human corpse oil!" Fan Wuyao spoke with a strong voice, and when he said the word corpse oil, Ouyang Xiaowei was really taken aback.

"Damn you! You told me this tonight! You frightened me on purpose!?" Ouyang Xiaowei was a little scared by Fan Wuyi~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Originally, girl She always has a strong curiosity about those mysterious and terrifying things, but also has a very sensitive overexcitement. Ouyang Xiaowei is no exception. Listening to Fan Wubian telling herself about these things at night, there is naturally a little Scared, many small grains of sand immediately appeared on the smooth skin.

　　Many company white-collar workers, especially young girls, are fans of French perfume. In their hearts, French perfume symbolizes supreme nobility and taste.

　　 Although Ouyang Xiaowei doesn't use perfume herself, she can't accept the argument of corpse oil in any way.

However, Fan Wubing said categorically, "Although what the designer said may not be true, there is a certain possibility! In ancient Egypt, essences were only offerings for gods, but these spices The balm is also used for the antiseptic treatment of the corpse. So, you know, it is possible to find that the corpse oil can make the perfume more unique. It is not completely nonsense. And it seems to be able to. Explain why those French perfumes that always exude a unique, but do not know where the fragrance comes from, always give people a poisonous temptation."

　　 But when Fan Wubing was talking about it, he suddenly felt a little pain in his thigh. Looking down, Ouyang Xiaowei had put down the hair dryer, her hands were tightly grasping her thigh muscles.

　　 Uh, this is self-inflicted. ?Climb-Book-Net-text starting station, registered members can download