At the beginning, he thought that he had an ambiguous relationship with Mingling, and he once questioned her, how did she answer him at that time, she remembered that she seemed to say that she liked this type, gentle and elegant, and Sven had a good temper.

Later, the man seemed to be a different person.

Fu Yixing was finally satisfied, grabbed Lu Wanchu's hand and walked towards the villa.

Lan Tingsheng and the others had already left, and her body was also put into an ice coffin by Mo Qing, waiting for their arrangement.

"Tomorrow, burn it."

Lu Wanchu said softly, her body can no longer be used, and it is useless to keep it, it is better to return to dust.

"Well, I'll arrange it tomorrow."

Fu Yixing said lightly, Lu Wanchu nodded, and touched his flat stomach, "I'm hungry." ”

Counting it, she has not eaten for several days, relying on the spiritual power input of Yueyue, and there are still some nutrient solutions to live.

"I'll have people make your favorite food right away."

"Fu Yixing, I want to eat what you made."

Lu Wanchu misses what Fu Yixing made very much, she wants to eat it a second time after eating it once, and she wants to eat more in the future.

"Okay, I'll do it for you."

Fu Yixing took off his coat and handed it to Lu Wanchu, elegantly rolled up his cuffs, asked Lu Wanchu to wait for a while, and the slender figure walked towards the kitchen.

"Sir?!"

Several top chefs in the kitchen were shocked and surprised.

"Get out, I'll do it myself."

Fu Yixing said indifferently, a few chefs, you look at me, I look at you, don't dare to say anything, go out immediately.

They are all Fu Yixing's people, so they naturally know what happened to Dijing Villa recently, and they also know what to say and what not to say.

"Miss Lu!"

When Lu Wanchu passed, several chefs shouted respectfully towards Lu Wanchu, and Lu Wanchu smiled and nodded at several people.

Several people lowered their heads in panic and hurriedly left.

Lu Wanchu lowered his footsteps and walked towards the kitchen.

The kitchen of Dijing Villa is very large, and Fu Yixing's slender and majestic figure still looks very empty when standing inside.

In front of the delicate and bright kitchen counter, Fu Yixing was carefully handling the shrimp in his hand.

Lu Wanchu stood at the door of the kitchen, watching quietly, without saying a word, as if he was afraid of disturbing Fu Yixing.

Fu Yixing's slender fingers put the processed shrimp in the glass bowl, his narrow phoenix eyes fell on the cutting board, and he was still holding a kitchen knife in his other hand, cutting the ingredients.

"Why don't you go to rest, I'll be here for a while."

Sensing that she was at the door, Fu Yixing raised his head, with seven points of tenderness on his handsome face.

With his mellow and magnetic voice in his ears, Lu Wanchu slowly stepped forward, "Fu Yixing, you turn around." ”

Fu Yixing raised his eyebrows slightly, "What to do?" ”

"Turn around!"

Lu Wanchu muttered dissatisfied, Fu Yixing smiled sexily, and turned his back to her according to Lu Wanchu's instructions.

Lu Wanchu looked at Fu Yixing's tall and generous back, stepped forward and stood behind him, stretched out his hand to wrap around Fu Yixing's waist.

Fu Yixing's body stiffened, "What's wrong?" ”

Lu Wanchu leaned on his back, the tip of his nose was full of Fu Yixing's breath, "It's nothing, I just want to hug you." ”

Leaning into his arms, she would feel safe.

"If you like it, you can hug it, I belong to you."

Lu Wanchu raised her lips and smiled, "Well, you all belong to me." ”

She liked this sentence, and she liked it so much.

Fu Yixing's phoenix eyes softened, and he let Lu Wanchu lean on his back.