"Ji Qingling, you should have more confidence in me." Fu Zijun put his hands on her shoulders and said seriously.

He said he should have faith in him, could she really do that?

Her whole body stiffened, staring at him for a long time and speechless, her eyes were dazed and tangled, but her face was flushed red because of the close contact between the two.

As the saying goes, looking at a beauty under the lamp, under the dim light, she is lined with skin as smooth as jade, and the blush on her face makes even the righteous gentleman Fu Zijun can't help but lower his head to steal incense and jade.

This is not stealing, the one in front of him is the wife he is marrying, and the moment he lowered his head, this thought flashed in his mind, but it was a lot more reasonable.

Ji Qingling was stunned for a moment, she was taken advantage of by him, and when she reacted, she had already been attacked by his lips and tongue, but unfortunately this time she didn't indulge, she struggled hard, and left his arms under his shock.

"The taste of shredded chicken noodles with scallion oil mixed with barley tea is a bit strange." Her appearance seemed to be disgusted, but her heartbeat was like a drum, and she tilted her head slightly to hide the panic in her eyes.

Fu Zijun's face turned red, he had never been in love before, today is the first kiss of the child, no one wants his first kiss to be the smell of scallion oil and shredded chicken, right?

Ji Qingling watched his face turn from red to pig's liver color, his expression was stunned and annoyed, and he couldn't help but feel happy in his heart, because of his unexpected actions, his messy and tangled mood became much better, and while he was not paying attention, he quickly went back to the room and closed the door.

He was still annoyed outside the door, but inside the door, she hooked the corners of her lips, even if he had a noble temperament, he couldn't really eat pine nuts and drink morning dew every day, thinking that from now on he walked down from the altar and was with the down-to-earth scallion oil chicken shreds, the corners of her eyes and eyebrows were dyed with a smile.

It turns out that he is not so unattainable.

The next morning, Fu Zijun was awakened by the aroma of fragrant chocolate mixed with coffee, and walked out of the room sleepily, and saw Ji Qingling taking a cake out of the oven, and the coffee machine on the table was gurgling.

He watched this scene in a trance, returning from the deceitful negotiation in the shopping mall, and the fatigue of that body seemed to have been cured by a good night's sleep, sunshine, food, and Ji Qingling.

"Morning, scallion oil chicken shredded gentleman." Ji Qingling looked up at him, his eyes full of a playful smile.

She thought she would have insomnia last night, but she didn't expect that the messy mood had not been sorted out by her, and she fell into a deep sleep, and the corners of her lips were still hooked in her sleep because of the kiss of shredded onion oil.

When she woke up early in the morning, she had an urge to have a good breakfast, so she went into the kitchen by surprise, and on such a sunny morning, she subconsciously left those gloomy pasts behind, and those painful ones were temporarily sealed away.

He was embarrassed, it seemed that last night's troubles were going to be caught by her, but Fu Zijun was Fu Zijun after all, his face was only slightly stiff, and then he looked back calmly, "Morning, Mrs. Fu." ”

This time, Ji Qingling was beaten up, and she still rejected this title a little, but she was definitely not able to compare to him in terms of lip service, and she didn't want to argue with him at this time, ruining the good mood in the morning, so she simply closed her mouth and didn't speak.

By the time he finished washing, she had already prepared breakfast, coffee with chocolate cake, and a small bowl of fruit.

"What's that cup of coffee yours? Why are there still flowers? He stared curiously at her coffee.

"Rose coffee, I'm not used to your black coffee." Fu Zijun has a sweet tooth, but she will always only drink black coffee, she can't stand the simple bitterness, not only does she want more milk and sugar, but also likes latte art.

"I'll taste it." He actually picked up her cup and put it to his lips.

Ji Qingling was dumbfounded, "This is my cup." ”

"I know, it's just a taste, it's very special." He took a sip and handed the cup back to her casually, "I'll do this in the future." ”

"This, this is," she said, pointing to her cup and then to him, unable to utter a complete sentence, "this is what a woman drinks, and besides, you never drink a cappuccino?" ”

"Now it's changed," he said, taking a nonchalantly bite into the cake, "and you'll bring me the same one for whatever you eat in the future." ”

I didn't expect him to be so arrogant when he was a scoundrel, she bit her lip, forget it, she couldn't fight him horizontally, so she simply didn't plan with him, so she could only bite the cake hard to vent her anger.

"Won't you drink it while it's hot?" He looked at her very innocently, as if he was really coveting her coffee.

"I'm going to make pesto bread tomorrow morning." She finally came up with a good idea, let him go to work with the smell of garlic to smoke people, and see how long he could maintain the appearance of that handsome nobleman.

He was unmoved, but looked at her with a smile, "I didn't expect you to like pesto." ”

"I don't care, anyway, I won't go out tomorrow without class." She shook her head triumphantly.

"Then do you prefer shredded chicken with scallion oil or pesto?" His expression was still calm and relaxed, but there was some ill-will in his eyes.

Only then did she understand what he meant, thinking of the kiss last night, her face turned red instantly, but her heart was itching with hatred, she just decided to forget what happened last night, he just wanted to mention this stubble again, when did this Fu Zijun learn to play hooligan?

She was so embarrassed that she simply lowered her head to eat, and had no intention of paying attention to him at all.

"Are you going to invest in websites?" He looked at Ji Qingling, who was about to bury his head on the plate, and suddenly spoke.

She raised her head suddenly, but her expression was guarded, Qi Li and Lin Chu's website must have no future in their businessmen, he saw the contract yesterday, and now he must be here to stop her from investing, and his identity is much more than Fang Zhongnan's, but the money is hers, no matter what he says, she will never compromise.

But the expression on her face changed a few times in an instant, Fu Zijun couldn't help but feel funny, even if he wasn't optimistic about that small website, but it was only 200,000 yuan, those noble ladies just a bag was the price, as long as she was happy, would he still care about this little money.

He felt amused and a little sad, anyway, her defensive expression stabbed him, in her heart he could not be trusted? He has always felt that he doesn't care about other people's opinions and moods, even if it is the person closest to him, he didn't expect that her expression can make him feel sad.

"There are several places in that contract where the rights and obligations are not clear enough, and it is easy to dispute in the future, so you had better change it again." He spoke lightly, his voice tinged with the coldness of his past. R1152