No woman likes to hear others say that she is fat, of course, Tong Qianxi is no exception.

Tong Qianxi raised her head, and just as she wanted to tell Fu Zhoucheng, the door of her bedroom was opened again.

"Young master, the porridge has been boiled." Usually at night, Liu's mother is used to boiling some porridge. When Fu Zhoucheng ordered, the kitchen had already been boiled. That's why it's so fast.

"Come in." Seeing Tong Qianxi's appearance of wanting to speak and stop talking, Fu Zhoucheng took the porridge in Liu's mother's hand and let Liu's mother go down.

"What do you want to say?" Fu Zhoucheng was digging and blowing porridge with a spoon while waiting for Tong Qianxi's next words.

"This porridge is for me?" Tong Qianxi looked at Fu Zhoucheng, who was blowing seriously, and couldn't help but ask.

I didn't eat anything at night, and now Tong Qianxi is really hungry. At this time, smelling the fragrance of porridge, Tong Qianxi's stomach was about to growl with hunger.

"Or else? Could it be feeding pigs? ”

The emotion that just came to my heart, because of Fu Zhoucheng's words, instantly broke the work.

Couldn't Fu Zhoucheng say something nice? Aren't the male protagonists in other TV series particularly affectionate? How did he get to Fu Zhoucheng here, and it completely changed its taste.

However, Tong Qianxi did think of a reason for Fu Zhoucheng.

Because she is not the heroine of the TV series, Fu Zhoucheng will not be affectionate to her as the hero of the TV series.

However, for the sake of Fu Zhoucheng still knowing how to prepare dinner for her, Tong Qianxi decided that she would not care about Fu Zhoucheng, and he would call her disrespectfully twice this time.

Taking a few deep breaths, Tong Qianxi calmed himself down.

"Fu Zhoucheng, you give me the porridge, you go out."

Tong Qianxi felt that what he said was not wrong at all. However, why did Fu Zhoucheng look at himself with such a murderous gaze? Tong Qianxi looked at Fu Zhoucheng suspiciously.

It is said that you don't have to guess the girl's thoughts, you can't guess if you guess and guess! However, why is it that when you come to Fu Zhoucheng, it is a man's mind, don't you guess, you can't guess it?

"Tong Qianxi, are you unloading the mill and killing the donkey?" Fu Zhoucheng gritted his teeth a little.

However, Tong Qianxi is a girl who has no eyesight and has a particularly low emotional intelligence. If it was an ordinary woman, she would definitely reflect on where she had provoked Fu Zhoucheng to be angry at this time.

However, Tong Qianxi is different.

She stared at Fu Zhoucheng for a long time, and finally came to a particularly important conclusion.

"Fu Zhoucheng, are you saying that you are a donkey?"

"Ahem...... cough cough ...... "Fu Zhoucheng was really almost choked to death by his own saliva!" If it weren't for seeing Tong Qianxi's innocent expression, Fu Zhoucheng would definitely have reason to believe that Tong Qianxi would have said this on purpose.

However, after hearing Fu Zhoucheng's cough, Tong Qianxi still looked at Fu Zhoucheng with her big innocent eyes.

Looking at Tong Qianxi's appearance, Fu Zhou Chengdu almost had a feeling that he was wrong.

"Tong Qianxi!" Fu Zhoucheng called Tong Qianxi's name fiercely again, almost squeezing it out from between his teeth.

"What's wrong?" Seeing Fu Zhoucheng's terrifying appearance, Tong Qianxi remembered what she had just said. It is said that misfortune comes from the mouth, and this is really the case!

Why did she just say that Fu Zhou was a "donkey" with a twitch of her brain? It is no wonder that Fu Zhoucheng will show such a terrifying appearance at this time. Tong Qianxi was complaining in his heart, and at the same time thinking about how to make up for it.

"That's how you treat a guy who has worked so hard to bring you back?"

Fu Zhoucheng really wanted to open Tong Qianxi's little head to see what was inside. Sometimes, let's say she's shrewd, she's also very shrewd. However, sometimes, when you are confused, you are definitely the kind of master who can sell himself and count the money to others.

"Fu Zhoucheng, I'm sorry!" Tong Qianxi apologized seriously. In fact, she was mainly afraid that Fu Zhoucheng would be angry and throw her out directly.

On this big night, she is a lone woman, if she is thrown out by Fu Zhoucheng, where can she go?

Seeing Tong Qianxi bowing his head pitifully, all the qi that Fu Zhoucheng had just now instantly disappeared.

It was really eaten to death by her! Looking at Tong Qianxi with his head down, Fu Zhoucheng shook his head helplessly.

"Let's eat!" When he was in the Fu family's old house, Fu Zhoucheng noticed that in order to maintain his image, Tong Qianxi ate carefully and slowly, and after eating a meal, he didn't eat much at all.

It's no wonder that she was sitting in the car just now.

Fu Zhoucheng, who dotes on his wife like his life, is thinking about whether to take Tong Qianxi to the next family banquet at this time.

"Yes." Hearing Fu Zhoucheng's calm tone, Tong Qianxi guessed that Fu Zhoucheng should not be angry. Raising his head, he carefully took the porridge from Fu Zhoucheng's hand, and Tong Qianxi drank it in small sips.

A whole small bowl of porridge, and after a while, it was drunk by Tong Qianxi.

"Do you want to drink it?" Fu Zhoucheng took the empty bowl in Tong Qianxi's hand and asked Tong Qianxi.

Tong Qianxi's eyes stared at Fu Zhoucheng and nodded honestly.

Don't look at Tong Qianxi's slender figure and think that her meal is small, in fact, Tong Qianxi is actually a very edible master.

Looking at Tong Qianxi's well-behaved little appearance, Fu Zhoucheng showed a rare smile, and then walked out of Tong Qianxi's room with an empty bowl.

It wasn't until the door of Tong Qianxi's bedroom was closed by Fu Zhoucheng that Tong Qianxi woke up from Fu Zhoucheng's smile just now.

Thinking about everything that happened between her and Fu Zhoucheng just now, Tong Qianxi suddenly felt that the behavior between them was a little ambiguous.

But, it seems, she is not at all repulsive.

When Fu Zhoucheng came back with porridge again, what he saw was Tong Qianxi sitting on the big bed and contemplating. The jet-black hair hung low on the big bed, reflecting Tong Qianxi's little face even whiter.

"What do you think?" Fu Zhoucheng saw that he didn't make the contemplative Tong Qianxi react when he came back, and his expression was a little unhappy. When did he become so non-existent?

"Nope." Hearing Fu Zhoucheng's voice, Tong Qianxi suddenly came back to his senses.

"Give." Fu Zhoucheng sat on the edge of the big bed very naturally, and handed the porridge in his hand to Tong Qianxi.

Taking over the porridge in Fu Zhoucheng's hand, Tong Qianxi was a little dazed. What are she and Fu Zhoucheng now?

"What do you think? It's cold for a while. "In order to make Tong Qianxi just eat, Fu Zhoucheng had already cooled the porridge downstairs just now.

Tong Qianxi was drinking porridge, while Fu Zhoucheng was watching from the sidelines. It's obviously a particularly bland picture, but it reveals warmth.

In fact, what Tong Qianxi wants is just such a plain little life.

Looking at Fu Zhoucheng's handsome face, Tong Qianxi didn't feel a little lost.

After drinking about half a bowl, Tong Qianxi felt that he really couldn't drink it.