"Without credit, there is no hard work? My legs are sore." Fu Yue retorted.
"Give you one point."
"Then you still failed." Fu Yue was also a little disappointed and looked at him with watery eyes.
What was reflected in those eyes was his appearance.
This is his girl and his wife.
His wife is meant to be loved, and she will be the mother of his future children.
My mind softened.
"I'll give you ninety-nine points for your emotional score, and now you have full marks." Zhou Qianyu said, and continued emotionally...
After they had rested, Fu Yue picked up her phone and saw that it was almost eight o'clock in the evening.
Fu Yue picked up the phone and took a look.
As soon as she moved, Zhou Qianyu opened his eyes.
"Zhou Qianyu, are you hungry?" Fu Yue asked.
Zhou Qianyu suddenly felt funny, raised a smile, and thought she was very cute like this, so he said dotingly: "I don't know how to cook, but I get hungry quickly."
"You seem to know how to cook. With Murong Ziyu gone, there will be no one to cook for us. We need to get up quickly, otherwise many restaurant chefs will be off work."
"I own the restaurant. Even if you want to eat at 1 a.m., someone will still cook it for you." Zhou Qianyu stood up.
"It's so troublesome. They will complain about you as the boss, no, they will complain about me as the boss's wife, hehe."
Zhou Qianyu liked that she called herself the boss lady, "Don't worry, you will be paid for overtime work. Besides, the meal should be ready now. Get up and go down to eat."
"Who made it?" Fu Yue followed, "It can't be Scar, can it be eaten?"
"You still think you can't eat food made by others?" Zhou Qianyu complained.
Master Fu knew that he was being looked down upon, "The noodles I made are delicious. Didn't you eat two bowls of them yesterday?"
"Yeah." Zhou Qianyu responded solemnly.
Fu Yue quickly got dressed.
He glanced at the clothes she was wearing. They were still the same ones she wore during the day, exposing her shoulders and collarbones.
Zhou Qianyu frowned slightly, "I bought some clothes for you. They are in the cabinet. You can change into another set."
"Oh." Fu Yue opened the closet. There were many clothes in it, all of better brands.
"Zhou Qianyu." Fu Yue turned around and looked at Zhou Qianyu, "Don't you think that the clothes inside are all Fu Yue's style? If I wear these out, it will easily reveal my temperament. A smart person like Fu Tinghe will find out
Yes, besides, I still have a lot of things to do, so I deliberately wear different styles of clothes just to differentiate."
Zhou Qianyu frowned even more as he listened, "Don't you think your previous clothes were a bit revealing?"
"Where is that? All the girls on the street are wearing this now. I've done some research."
"You are either showing your back or shoulders. Those little girls don't have boyfriends to care about. You are a married woman now. Can you be like those little girls? Pay attention to your identity."
Fu Yue scratched his head and said softly: "Some of those people also have boyfriends, and some are also married."
"How do you know? Have you asked?" Zhou Qianyu was unhappy.
"What I saw was holding a man's arm. Isn't he a boyfriend? Could it be that he is a buddy?" Fu Yue retorted.
"Fu Yue." Zhou Qianyu raised the decibel level, "Emotionally, do you think it's right for you to wear less clothes?"
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She didn't expect that Zhou Qianyu was so old-fashioned and had such old-fashioned ideas. Did he travel from ancient times?
"Tomorrow I will accompany you to buy a few more sets of clothes and choose carefully. Let's go." Zhou Qianyu said, walking in front.
Fu Yue followed him downstairs.
She smelled the spicy crayfish, sniffed her nose, looked at Zhou Qianyu, and said happily: "Crayfish?"
Zhou Qianyu looked at her smiling face, "Don't you have a long memory? What did I say just now?"
"Wear more clothes, what a big deal, let's go, let's go, let's go eat lobster." Fu Yue happily pulled Zhou Qianyu away.
Zhou Qianyu was a little depressed. He felt that losing his temper was useless.
"I don't care what you were like before, but now that you are my wife, you have to be someone else's wife. What do you mean by showing so much to other men? One Hai Ruinan, one Kyle, one
Jin Xuanning, haven’t you provoked many men?”
"Jin Xuanning is your friend. I can count the number of times I have met him on one hand. Kyle met him twice, once on the plane and once at Murong Ziyu's home. Hai Ruinan
You know, he and I are classmates."
"Jin Xuanning has seen you a few times. Why did she say she wanted to get married?" Zhou Qianyu began to settle old scores.
"Speaking of this, it was you who introduced Jin Xuanning to me. No, it was you who asked Jin Xuanning to come to me. You won't forget what tempted me to fall in love with him, right?"
Zhou Qianyu paused.
It seemed that there was such a thing and he had really forgotten it if she didn't remind him.
"Where's Kyle?"
"I don't even have Kyle's contact information. I haven't spoken more than ten sentences. You talk about me like hot cakes. If I'm so popular, do I need to be single for more than 20 years?"
"Where's Hai Ruinan? Don't tell me that there is no friendship at all between you and Hai Ruinan?"
Fu Yue took a deep breath and said, "According to what you said, where is your Jin Baihui? Murong Ziyu is still your fiancée. You and Murong Ziyu are in the same company and face each other day and night. If you don't do anything to her, why would she like you?"
"If I have anything to do with her, what does it have to do with you?" Zhou Qianyu asked.
"If I hadn't come back in time, you might have already received the certificate. If you haven't received the certificate with her now, of course it's what you said. If you asked her to cook something, you must have eaten what she cooked, and you also asked her to clean the housework.
, Oh, she helped you clean the house, right? Did she touch your bed? Your quilt? Your clothes?" Fu Yue pretended to be angry and raised the decibel level.
Zhou Qianyu looked at her blushing face and realized a possibility, but his eyes softened, "Are you jealous?"
"Yes, I don't care. I have to follow you to work tomorrow. I have to watch her and prevent her from doing anything wrong." Fu Yue said deliberately.
Zhou Qianyu secretly raised the corners of his mouth, "Jealous woman."
Fu Yue observed that his complexion improved a lot, and she breathed a sigh of relief.
Does Zhou Qianyu like jealous women?
His taste is really unique.
Fu Yue sat at the dining table. Aunt Zhang brought the dishes. Fu Yue looked at a lot of lobsters.
Just as she was about to grab it, Zhou Qianyu grabbed her hand and said in a deep voice: "You really don't have a long memory. You forgot when you were burned yesterday? Eat the other things first."
"Oh, oh." Fu Yue responded.
Zhou Qianyu's cell phone rang. He glanced at the caller ID and answered the call. He was stunned for a moment and looked at Fu Yue, "Your brother is awake."