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    Chen Linwei’s movements were interrupted so unexpectedly. The person in front of the door was Fu Chengjun’s current girlfriend.

    The lust in her body couldn’t wait any longer. Chen Linwei rushed out, pushed Fan Zijing away, and ran towards where there were people.

    Fan Zijing moved her sideways and watched the person go out completely. As soon as the door was closed, she walked slowly towards Fu Chengjun, ran her fingers across the table of the desk, and stood aside after a while.

    Fu Chengjun looked at her with a smile but Fan Zijing raised her eyebrows and suddenly poked his face: “Senior, the market is pretty good.”

    He slowly grabbed her small hand with his big hand and pulled her into his arms.

    She put her chin on the top of Fan Zijing’s head, and her fingers were pinched by her backhand, tearing them apart as if to vent her anger, and arranging them into various strange shapes.

    “You have seen that I refused.” Fu Chengjun explained to her with the corners of his mouth raised.

    Fan Zijing snorted coldly, with a bit of coquettishness. She just felt that she was acting coquettishly, rather than being really angry, but then she asked: “Isn’t it too ruthless?”

    She just heard that the reason why Chen Linwei was in heat and was looking for Fu Chengjun was not because Fu Chengjun was looking for her last time she was in heat.So she took it for granted that there was no change in the relationship between the two.

    But she didn’t expect that Fu Chengjun would unilaterally reject her, leaving her trapped in lust, unable to vent, and experiencing the embarrassing scene just now.

    “Then you want me to agree?” Fu Chengjun thought more harshly than Fan Zijing, “If she can’t do it, just find another secretary.”

    It’s not hard to find a secretary who is just prepared for when she’s in heat.

    Fan Zijing just said casually, and after hearing the words, she gradually played with his fingers softly, and stopped fiddling and twisting his fingers.

    Her good mood is naturally not difficult to detect. She is duplicitous just because she wants to hear him say such things, a little girl mentality.

    “How was your exam?” Fu Chengjun asked again after making people happy.

    Fan Zijing leaned in his arms and watched him holding her while handling emails, “Well, there should be no problem when the results come out next Monday.”

    “If you pass, how many days will you have to go?” Fu Chengjun had seen the questions that Fan Zijing had done. They were very difficult. Many of them involved knowledge that could only be learned in college. He had to think for a while before he could answer. However, Fan Zijing could start writing after reading the questions.

    If she hadn’t been studying right under his nose, it would have been hard for him to believe that she was still the girl who needed his teaching more than two months ago.

    The progress is too fast and too smart.

    She is mature in every aspect, unlike a girl of her age.

    The more this happened, the more distressed he felt, because several times when he woke up at night, Fu Chengjun was woken up by Fan Zijing’s hand holding him.

    The girl lay beside him, her hands tightly wrapped around his arms, her head resting on his side, and her body pressed against his body.

    Her extremely insecure look makes people’s hearts shrink just by looking at her. Her sense of attachment makes people feel that she is strongly needed. No matter how smart she is during the day, no matter how good she is at taking care of herself, he is the only one she can rely on at night.

    Naturally, there were times when he came home late, and sometimes she would curl up on the sofa and wait for him; sometimes she would go to bed first because she had classes the next day, and she would make a hunched-over motion like a shrimp, as if the quilts piled around her could not give her any warmth.

    It was in sharp contrast to her usual coquettish and moody appearance.

    These are things she would not reveal on a daily basis, and she would only occasionally ask him if he could stay with her when he was busy for a few days and couldn’t see anyone.

    Most of the time, she would do her own homework, bake some cakes, and practice dancing at home.

    After only two months of being together, Fu Chengjun felt that he was about to be filled with Fan Zijing. During the day, she was so charming that people couldn’t take their eyes away, and at night, she was so heart-wrenching that they didn’t want to leave.

    Her excellence is more like being forced out by this empty house and empty home.

    Fu Chengjun was already a little uncomfortable with being separated for a few days.

    “You can come back in three days.” Fan Zijing inquired. The exam will take a day and a half, and she needs to rest and prepare the day before.She raised her eyes and glanced at him: “Senior, do you have time?”

    Fu Chengjun looked at the time and said, “I should be able to spend my last day with you. I’ll go there on the evening of the 3rd.”

    Fan Zijing’s eyes stopped at the time he adjusted. The exam ended on the 4th, and New Year’s Eve was on the 10th.New Year’s Day is very late this year, almost in March.

    She just hummed and listened to him, her eyes slightly lowered, feeling a little absent-minded.

    Fu Chengjun noticed that she was a little dazed and frowned slightly. He also looked at the timetable and reacted for a while before he vaguely noticed something was wrong with her.

    “How are you going to celebrate the New Year?” The person was about to slide down, so Fu Chengjun slid up and hugged him.

    Fan Zijing followed him obediently and answered vaguely: “Just live like that, maybe with my brother and the others.”

    Only then did Fu Chengjun remember Fan Zijing’s brother whom he had met before, and he could feel that the two of them were not particularly close, “I also asked you to go home with me. Do you want to live with me or with your brother?”

    The girl suddenly raised her head, her dark eyes staring straight into his: “Really? You want to celebrate the New Year with me?”

    “Otherwise, wouldn’t you like it if your girlfriend celebrates the New Year with her boyfriend?”

    Fan Zijing hurriedly agreed: “I like it, and I want to live with you.” The unpleasantness just now swept away on her face, and her expression was extremely vivid, and she could not hide her love.

    The corners of Fu Chengjun’s mouth curled up, and then he pursed his lips, as if his smile just now had never appeared.

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    Strong medicine tomorrow!

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