Chapter 45 Getting Better

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

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

In Fan Wubing's view, investing in a glass factory can play this role, and it is worth it! So what if it cost more than 20 million U.S. dollars? Even if the benefits of the glass factory can't meet the expected goals, that's no big deal, and it's worth the fare if the Pomeranians smile.

Therefore, Fan Wubing's face has always been filled with happiness in the past few days.

In the evening, Fan Wubing deliberately bought a lot of ingredients and came back. He used his skillful hands and went to the kitchen to prepare five or six exquisite dishes. He also opened a bottle of authentic red wine bought from his elder sister Fan Ting.

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

"What are you doing?" Zhang Mei suspected that her son had been stimulated by something. Usually, he didn't like to play with these things. He often said that life lies in leisure, time is money and other nonsense. Why did he change his sex today? up?

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

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

Originally, she was planning to cook with Fan Wubing, but Fan Wubing said that he could simply get some food, and sent her upstairs to read the information. She was a little surprised to make such a large amount of food and drink without illness.

Fan Heng is well aware of his son's concerns, but this matter always makes him feel that something is wrong, but seeing his son's face is excited. But he couldn't bear to say anything more.

Son, son, you are a person with a "marriage contract"! When Fan Heng thought about the events of that year, although he didn't know whether it would make a difference in the end, he also felt a little headache. After all, Director Zhang has become Director Zhang. According to his tone, his sister's in-law's family is also quite powerful and wealthy. If it really matters, as a father, how should I choose?

However, Fan Heng would not disappoint at this moment. He glanced at Zhang Mei, then raised his glass and suggested, "Come on! Let's have a drink first!"

"Cheers for what?" Zhang Mei and Fan Heng were in the same mind. They both felt that Ouyang Xiaowei was impeccable and were entangled in what happened back then. Seeing Fan Heng raised his wine glass, he took advantage of the situation and asked.

Fan Wubing looked at Ouyang Xiaowei who was shaking the wine glass with three fingers, and said with a smile, "Is there any other reason, of course it's for money and beautiful women!"

"Look for a fight!" The three people sitting at the same table unanimously smashed Fan Wubing wildly.

"Uh, don't slap your face!" Fan Wubing retracted his head, and waited until the three of them finished venting. Only then did he get out from under the table, and said somewhat resentfully, "Okay, okay! Then let's toast to career and love!"

"Well, that's about the same." The four of them clinked their wine glasses together.

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

What a treat! Well, there is a feeling of electric shock! Fan Wubing exclaimed in his heart that it was enjoyable!

Ouyang Xiaowei quietly picked up a piece of fish for Fan Wubing, which made him feel that the arrival of happiness was so inadvertent. But as soon as he put the fish piece into his mouth, he felt that the tenderest meat on his inner thigh was twisted hard.

"Uh----" Fan Wubing's mouth was blocked by fish pieces, so he couldn't yell out, but Ouyang Xiaowei's attack was so cruel that he almost broke out in a cold sweat due to the pain.

"What's wrong?" Fan Heng, who was eating braised pork ribs, heard his son's muffled groan, and asked curiously.

Fan Wubing waited for a while before swallowing the fish piece, and said with a wry smile, "It's nothing, it's just being stuck by a fishbone."

"Then are you okay?" Zhang Mei asked nervously, her son was her heart and soul. Naturally, I am very concerned.

Ouyang Xiaowei immediately scooped up some vinegar with a spoon, brought it to Fan Wubing's mouth, and gently persuaded, "It's dangerous to be stuck by a fishbone, drink some vinegar quickly! It can soften the fishbone to the ground. Our hometown They do that all over there!"

Without any explanation, he poured a tablespoon of vinegar into Fan Wubing.

Fan Wubing naturally knew that Ouyang Xiaowei was retaliating against him. Don't look at her concerned face as if taking care of the child, in fact, she must be full of joy in her heart!

But Fan Wubing still pinched his nose and poured the six-degree aged vinegar into it. Because he knew very well that if he didn't compromise with Ouyang Xiaowei at this time, maybe she would come up with some more terrifying tricks!

After seeing Fan Wubing drink the vinegar, Ouyang Xiaowei asked with a smile, "How does it taste?"

"Shanxi Old Mature Vinegar----" Fan Wubing frowned sourly, then forced a smile on his face, stretched out a thumb and praised, "The taste is a bit sweet!"

Fan Heng and Zhang Mei also saw the clues at this time, they understood that it was Fan Wubing and Ouyang Xiaowei who were playing tricks, and there was nothing wrong with it at the moment, they laughed it off, and everyone continued to enjoy the candlelight dinner prepared by Fan Wubing himself.

In the end, Fan Heng commented, "The food is okay, and the atmosphere is not bad, but your candle is too unprofessional, it's a bit smoky."

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

Fan Wubing really encouraged himself in his heart, to make persistent efforts, to be more courageous, to step faster, to stretch his hands further, to try to get more sweetness from Ouyang Xiaowei !

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

"You? With me?" Ouyang Xiaowei smiled, and then whispered with her eyebrows upside down, "It's a good idea! Go wash the dishes! I think this job is more suitable for you now!"

Five minutes later. While washing the dishes, Fan Wubing sighed with self-pity, "Oh, it's still a little short after all! If you want to break into Ouyang Xiaowei's heart, you have to keep working hard!"

Although Ouyang Xiaowei categorically rejected the direct request, Fan Wubing's evil intentions were not dead. After washing the dishes, he ran to the downstairs bathroom to tidy up for a while, then got out again, took a peek and saw his parents were watching TV in the living room, so he slipped upstairs.

After Fan Heng's family settled in Panshi, they lived in a compound provided by the government. Several 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 hall, so it is more convenient to do everything.

The only thing that makes people feel a little bit regretful is that it is too troublesome to get in and out. Those black-faced armed policemen always check the passing vehicles meticulously, which makes Fan Wubing, who is used to freedom, feel a little depressed. Beyond that, though. There is nothing else to pick at.

Fan Wubing went up to take a look, hey, Ouyang Xiaowei's door was half open and not locked, he couldn't help thinking excitedly, "There is a door!"

So he knocked lightly twice, and entered without invitation, huh? How could there be no one?

"Xiaowei?" Fan Wubing called out twice.

"Why did you come up?" Ouyang Xiaowei came out from the bathroom, she didn't look surprised when she saw Fan Wubing coming in.

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

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

Although it is covered by a silk bathrobe, one can still see Ouyang Xiaowei's good figure and part of her white and tender skin exposed outside. In particular, a faint fragrance drifted over from Ouyang Xiaowei's body, which made Fan Wubing feel refreshed.

"Isn't it the smell of perfume?" Fan Wubing couldn't help asking.

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

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

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

"How could it be?! Am I such a stingy person?!" Fan Wubing immediately called Qu Qu. "There's a reason for it. But I'm not going to say it, it'll make your stomach sick!"

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

Fan Wubing was forced to have no choice but to say to Ouyang Xiaowei, "No one else knows about this. I also met a designer of French perfumes when I was in the United States. At that time, he was chased and killed. He was rescued by me, so he told me some things."

"Really a perfume designer? How could it be such a coincidence that you met him?!" Ouyang Xiaowei expressed some doubts.

When Fan Wubing was suspected by Ouyang Xiaowei, he immediately complained very aggrieved, "Why don't you even believe me? Do you ignore my sincerity for you? Oh, this is really frustrating! "

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

"You know, for many years, French perfume has been very mysterious, especially the formula is highly confidential. It is said that there is a special substance in the perfume, which is similar to the mysterious substance of Coca-Cola, which is only controlled by a few people. In my hand. But the perfume designer I rescued told me that he had conducted research on animal oil extracts based on the special smell source in the perfume, and found a very surprising conclusion, a very special kind of French perfume The source of the smell is actually extracted from human corpse oil!" Fan Wubing spoke with emotion, and when he said the word "corpse oil", Ouyang Xiaowei was really taken aback.

"You're going to die! You told me this at night! Are you trying to scare me on purpose!?" Ouyang Xiaowei was a little frightened by Fan Wubing.

Originally, girls always have a strong curiosity about those mysterious and terrifying things, but also have a very sensitive and excessive emotion, and Ouyang Xiaowei is no exception, listening to Fan Wubing tell herself about these things at night Naturally, he was a little scared, and immediately there were many small grains of sand on his smooth skin.

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

Although Ouyang Xiaowei doesn't use perfume herself, she can't accept the idea of ​​corpse oil anyway.

However, Fan Wubing said convincingly, "Although what the designer said may not be true, there is a certain possibility! In ancient Egypt, fragrances were only prepared for the gods, but these spices balm, and it's also used in embalming corpses. So, you know, it's possible, you know, to find out that corpse oils can make a perfume more unique, not totally bullshit. And it seems like it could Explain why those French perfumes that always exude unique and unknown fragrances can always give people a poisonous temptation."

But when Fan Wubing was boasting, he suddenly felt a little pain in his thigh. Looking down, Ouyang Xiaowei had already put down the hair dryer, and was tightly grasping her thigh muscles with both hands.

Uh, this is self-inflicted. ?Climbing-book-net-text first station, registered members can download