Fu Po dressed neatly and walked downstairs, and Lu Mugang's breakfast was also ready.

She spun around in front of him very narcissistically: "What?

Lu Mugang frowned, and said to Fu Po with a disgusted expression: "It's not good-looking." Not as good as the previous skirt. ”

What skirt before?

Pink?

Sure enough, gay in gay angry, alas, this poor vision.

However, so many of his suits are black, which is too inconsistent with a gay personality!

Fu Po consciously wandered again, and came back to his senses to look at the breakfast set on the table.

Nutritious, full of variety, typical western breakfast, so that Fu Po can't fault it. Even those who drink juice drink hot milk.

"Why don't you have xiao long bao?" Fu Po held his chin in one hand and turned his head sideways to look at Lu Mugang, who was eating breakfast elegantly.

"You want to eat?" he paused, looking up at Fu Po, who looked like a child coquettishly. I just feel that I can't usually see it, why is her face bulging today.

"I don't want to eat it. Fu Po pursed his lips and buried himself in breakfast. After taking a sip of milk, he stabbed again, "Why isn't it skim milk?" ”

"Don't you like sweets?" Lu Mugang didn't look up, lowered his head and ate the sandwich seriously.

"That's not going to work!" Fu Po was straight, but he still drank half of it, and his mouth was still stained with milky milk.

"Then I'll let Sister-in-law Liu buy it. Lu Mugang quickly finished eating, he put down the fork in his hand, and turned his head to look at Fu Po who was sitting next to him.

Fu Po saw that he had finished eating, and he ate quickly, and he didn't pay attention to the oil on his face.

His mouth was bulging, and he swallowed with some difficulty. Lu Mugang picked up the juice she had in hand and handed it to her: "Vitamin C." ”

"It's too sour, it's too sour. Barely swallowing a little, Fu Po complained vaguely.

Just now, I thought the milk was too sweet, and now I say that the juice is too sour. Lu Mugang sighed in his heart.

Lu Mugang looked at Fu Po's eyes, like an eagle looking at a fish swimming in the water, alert, sharp, staring at her intently.

After watching it for a long time, he finally got his hands on it.

He stretched out his right hand and gently pinched the right side of Fu Po's face.

It's soft, it's soft, it's a touch you've never felt before. With the body temperature of a little girl, the little face was held in his hand.

So he pinched it again.

It's a great feel. If you can pinch such a face when you are in a bad mood, then no matter how bad your mood is, it will be self-defeating.

He was trying to pinch it again.

Fu Po really couldn't bear it anymore.

"I rely on Lu Mugang, your uncle's makeup!" she stood up, condescendingly, and shouted to Lu Mugang with full neutrality.

At this time, Lu Mugang, who was in a dream, seemed to wake up, and realized how naïve and meaningless his actions were just now.

He covered his mouth and coughed twice to hide his embarrassment, then stood up and looked down at Fu Po at his usual angle: "Go to work." ”

"Is the driver's uncle driving today?" Fu Po asked tentatively.

"Hmm. Lu Mugang didn't lower his head, gently tugged Fu Po's elbow, and walked side by side with her to the door.

Lu Mugang didn't sleep well last night.

One is to give birth to a bed, the second is to question the authenticity of the four joys of life, and the third is to think about a very serious issue.

Fu Po is his legal wife, why can't he sleep in the same bed with her?

That bed was his, and it was big enough for two people, so why couldn't he sleep in one with her?

The sheets and quilts of his bed were the ones he had slept on, and Fu Po was in his quilt at this moment, which showed that she did not reject the fact that she existed, why couldn't he sleep in the same bed with her?

This question tormented him until midnight.

Why can't he sleep in the same bed with her?

As a result, as soon as he is idle, or as soon as his eyes are closed, this question jumps out directly and shouts at him.

Sitting in the car, Lu Mugang finally asked Fu Po this serious question: "Fu Po, why can't I sleep in the same bed with you?"

Fu Po, who was playing entertainment, almost made a mistake.

What is this man crazy about today?

In order to avoid embarrassment, Fu Po said this for a long time: "Why do we want to sleep in a bed?"

Lu Mugang answered without thinking about it, because he had been thinking about this question for a long time: "Because we are a legal husband and wife." ”

Fu Po followed his words and asked, "Why do legal couples have to sleep in the same bed?"

Lu Mugang, as an intellectual young man who graduated from THU, said without thinking: "In order to fulfill the obligations of husband and wife. ”

At this time, the driver's uncle was very clever and turned off the automatic black curtain, completely separating the front row from the back seat, and the people in front and outside couldn't see what was happening in the back row at all.

Fu Po understood.

However, she is so clever that she is called the "little prince of sophistry" in the Tao, and she improvises: "This is an obligation, not a responsibility." ”

"Responsibility refers to what should be done within one's duty, and if it is not done well, it should bear the fault, which is mandatory; obligation is premised on sacrifice, relying on voluntary consciousness, and fulfilling one's duty is a high-level moral behavior, and it is a natural act to freely choose to do good under the control of moral ideals. Lu Mugang said this paragraph without pause.

After finishing speaking, Fu Po looked at him meaningfully.

Lu Mugang understood.

There are only two possibilities.

One, Fu Po was unwilling to sacrifice for him;

Second, Fu Po has no quality and morality.

But obviously, after so many days of getting along, although she is a little crazy and has made many unusual actions, it cannot be said that she has no quality and morality, or rather, not completely absent.

Then there's the first point.

"Why don't you want to sacrifice for me?" After he said this, Fu Po almost made another wrong move.

This guy really is, he likes to drill the horns. In order not to hit his self-esteem and uphold the principle of "being a man and leaving a line, he will see each other in the future", Fu Po said very tactfully: "We only got the marriage certificate yesterday, and we haven't even had a wedding yet." ”

It has long been said that supply and demand are inconsistent, and the profession is not right. Why are you so?

However, our Mr. Lu Mugang has a different understanding of this sentence.

Oh, so she was reproaching me for not having a holy and solemn wedding for her.

The sense of ritual in life is indeed a very important point. Lu Mugang was very sure of this, and further denied the second point he had just speculated - Fu Po had no quality.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Fu Po thought that he had figured it out and gave up drilling the horns, so he played his own entertainment peacefully.

Alas, such a handsome guy, how nice it would be if it was straight!

On the side, Lu Mugang began to read endlessly, endlessly, and the documents again, and he was serious and attentive. Fu Po carefully observed his side face, and only felt that this man was too thin, and his jaw looked like it had been cut by a knife. The skin is white and transparent in the sun, the eyelashes are extremely long, the bridge of the nose is high, and the lips are thin.

It can be seen that God is partial to him, so he has given him such a delicate and beautiful face.

It wasn't until the car stopped that Fu Po realized that he had been staring at Lu Mugang for so long. Fu Po got out of the car and walked into the door of the Fu Group, only to feel that maybe the car was not breathable and a little dizzy.

Today, Fu Qian has returned to the company to work, and she is much more relaxed. It's better to be her eldest lady of the Fu family quietly.

No, now it's time to be the young lady of the Lu family quietly.