Chapter Seventy-Seven: Returning to Beijing: Second Master Fu, the Demon King
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The joyful and relaxing honeymoon is over.
After returning to China, the relationship between the two not only rose rapidly, but even the intimacy also made a qualitative leap.
Since opening the meat, the noble and cold Fu Er Ye has never returned on the way to drive.
Rao is Ruan Mianmian, who is an old driver, and he can't resist Fu Erye's serious driving.
On the day he went back, Allen led a large number of people to see off the plane, and he thought it was a big leader visiting Switzerland.
Fu Ting pressed Ruan Mianmian in his arms and didn't let her show her whole face.
"You're done?" Fu Ting asked in English with a cold face.
"Do we dare to come if we don't get it? Hehe, boss, if you have the ability, you have been pressing Mrs. like this and not letting us see it. A female employee replied.
Fu Ting hooked his lips, and sure enough, he kept pressing Ruan Mianmian into the airport.
Numerous:...
Ruan Mianmian looked at the serious, cold and noble man at this time through the crack, and complained in her heart.
It's all pretended~~ Your boss is actually a demon king, a demon king!
Entering the waiting hall, no one was following behind, and Ruan Mianmian came out of Fu Tingze's arms with a red face.
"I'm sorry, for your protection." Fu Ting couldn't bear to look directly at the current Ruan Mianmian.
He has messy hair, a red face, and a little tanned during this time, so it's black and red now. Ruan Mianmian originally belonged to the type that didn't look very good at first glance, and now, it is the type that looks a little spicy at first glance.
Ruan Mianmian glared at Fu Tingze angrily and pulled at her hair.
"I don't think you've protected me yet, and you've been solved by mistake." Ruan Mianmian sat on a chair in the departure hall.
Fu Ting's eyes wandered blindly, with a look that I didn't understand what you were saying.
Ruan Mianmian was speechless for a while, Second Master, what was the noble and cold in front of your subordinates just now?
"Soft, are you hungry?" Fu Ting sat next to Ruan Mianmian and hugged her.
A smile flashed in Ruan Mianmian's eyes, and she continued to pretend to be cold, and said, "I'm not hungry." โ
"But I'm hungry." Fu Ting leaned close to Ruan Mianmian's ear and blew evilly.
Ruan Mianmian: ...
Second Master Fu, can you please control how many you remember?
Although Ruan Mianmian didn't want to think about Fu Tingze's words crookedly, Fu Erye kissed Ruan Mianmian's earlobe directly in the next second.
Ruan Mianmian frowned forward, covered her ears, and glared back at Fu Tingze fiercely.
I looked around cautiously and found that no one had noticed.
"You're going to die!" Ruan Mianmian gritted her teeth.
Fu Ting smiled handsomely, put his hand on Ruan Mianmian's shoulder, and said softly: "I want to die if I want to be immortal." โ
Ruan Mianmian: ...
Feed the demon spirits? There's a fowl/beast here that is always racing for no reason!
...
In the waiting hall, the sweet announcement prompted that the time for boarding had arrived, Ruan Mianmian got up quickly, and ran directly to the ticket gate without waiting for Fu Tingze.
Fu Ting grabbed Ruan Mianmian quickly, frowning slightly: "What are you running?" There are so many people, dangerous. โ
Ruan Mianmian blinked her eyes and said, "The time has come for me to ascend the throne, and I won't wait for anyone, Xiao Zezi." โ
Fu Tingze: ...
Ruan Mianmian, are you sick?
"Listening to your tone, I seem to be a eunuch." Fu Ting asked lightly while pulling Ruan Mianmian inside.
Since the two of them spoke Chinese, they didn't care about the content.
Ruan Mianmian subconsciously wanted to say yes, but when she came into contact with Fu Tingze's wolf-like gaze, she suddenly changed her words: "How can you be a eunuch!" You're a traitor! โ
Who knows, Fu Ting heard this, hooked his lips handsomely, approached Ruan Mianmian, and said, "I want to be the emperor's favorite minister." โ
After speaking, he deliberately blew a breath.
Ruan Mianmian: ...
Is it okay to die?
...
What is travel?
It's almost the rhythm of getting in the car to sleep, getting out of the car to pee, and taking pictures along the way.
The same goes for air travel.
got on the plane, the two of them were in first class, and after not flying for long, Ruan Mianmian fell asleep.
Fu Ting, on the other hand, has been playing with his wife for a week, so he has accumulated a lot of important work and has been dealing with it on the plane.
More than ten hours, speeding by.
They were on a plane in Switzerland in the afternoon and arrived at Kyoto Airport the next evening.
Fu Tingze's car was taken back to the factory for repair, so the one who came to pick up the two was special assistant Wen Ziqing.
got into the car, Wen Ziqing looked excited: "Boss, you're back!" โ
Fu Ting's face did not change, and he sighed.
Ruan Mianmian flattened her mouth beside her and looked at Wen Ziqing: "Wen Tezhu misses your boss very much?" โ
Wen Ziqing just wanted to say yes, but suddenly remembered something, and immediately shut up and drove.
Fu Ting frowned slightly and asked, "Is there anything I don't know about here?" โ
Wen Ziqing, who was driving in front, stiffened, and the car bent a little.
Ruan Mianmian held her forehead speechlessly, and looked at Fu Tingze: "Don't you all say that the special assistant is very smart and capable?" โ
Fu Ting raised his eyebrows: "So? โ
"Your special assistant is stupid!" Ruan Mianmian hit mercilessly.
Wen Ziqing, who was driving in front, said that he was very aggrieved, but he didn't dare to refute it.
"That's because my wife is so smart!" Fu Ting naturally patted his ass.
Wen Ziqing: ...
Ruan Mianmian laughed, leaned on Fu Tingze and yawned.
"Haven't slept well?"
Ruan Mianmian casually thanked him a few times, leaned on him and pretended to sleep.
The carriage returned to quiet, Wen Ziqing quietly breathed a sigh of relief, and just looked at the situation in the back seat through the rearview mirror, but crashed into the boss's eyes with a glance.
Wen Ziqing was stunned, and the car almost bent again.
Fu Ting hurriedly hugged Ruan Mianmian, his eyebrows frowning slightly.
"Winter Help, drive well, don't get distracted." Ruan Mianmian closed her eyes and said lightly.
"Okay." Wen Ziqing hurriedly agreed.
Fu Ting patted Ruan Mianmian's head and lowered his head and chuckled. I feel that my wife is very general!
...
Finally arrived at the fence courtyard.
After a few days of absence, Ruan Mianmian missed it very much. Sure enough, the gold and silver nests are not as good as their own kennels!
"It's finally back!" Ruan Mianmian got out of the car and went straight to her home.
There were a lot of things in the back seat, and Fu Tingze and Wen Ziqing could only get them.
Large and small bags, suitcases, cardboard boxes for goods, etc., all took up a large area after they were unloaded.
"Boss, did Madame move Switzerland back?" Wen Ziqing asked with some surprise.
For the first time, I got a taste of a woman's ability to shop.
Fu Tingze's handsome face flashed a trace of helpless pampering, and he was still carrying a few bags in his hands.
"Take it in, it's your wife's handpick." Fu Ting said, and then walked in.
Wen Ziqing heard that it was carefully selected, and he didn't dare to be ambiguous, so he picked up the largest cardboard box and walked inside.
Inside the house, Ruan Mianmian was preparing to eat.
"Do you eat noodles?" Ruan Mianmian asked.
"Well, I'll eat everything you make." Fu Ting buried himself in moving things and roads.
"I'm not a picky eater, ma'am." Wen Ziqing didn't dare to pick either.
"Okay." Ruan Mianmian nodded and continued to order noodles.
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What is Home? What is Household Cooking?
It may not be as beautiful as the hotel, but it has a sense of belonging and a unique flavor.
A bowl of noodles can not only fill your stomach, but also have a kitchen light that never goes out.