Chapter 51: Are You Teaching Me to Do Things?

Fu Qiu's house.

The atmosphere at this time was a little awkward.

Ye Qiuyi and Mary looked at each other quietly, both a little shy, and of course, they also complained about Fu Qiu.

Last night, they went to war together.

When they came back last night, Fu Qiu and Ye Qiuyi were dry firewood and caught fire, lingering all the way from the living room to the bedroom, gradually forgetting their feelings.

In the process, she encountered Mary, a good guest, with Fu Qiu controlling the field, without giving her the slightest chance to evacuate, and finally became a man and two women to build a social future.

The three of them got up in bed this morning, Fu Qiu was thick-skinned, but the two girls were twisted.

At the dining table, Fu Qiu drank porridge as usual, and glanced at the two of them: "Okay, last night, didn't I introduce it?" ”

"Qiu Yi, this is Mary, and she is also my official girlfriend, the boss of the platoon, calling my sister."

Ye Qiuyi called her sister very meekly.

Polygamy on Hong Kong Island has only been abolished for more than a decade (abolished in 1972), and their generation has grown up in a previous background.

Especially Ye Qiuyi's family is wealthy, and his father is naturally married to a wife in several rooms.

Therefore, she is very open to this kind of thing, who calls him true love for Fu Qiu?

Mary smiled at Ye Qiuyi and responded kindly.

Turning her face sideways, she was a little cold to Fu Qiu.

Fu Qiu glanced at her: "What?" Didn't I tell you before? Do you agree? ”

"This is only the second one, you just throw your face at me, seven or eight in the future, don't you want to kill me?"

Mary couldn't say anything at this time, she just thought it was a joke at the time, and she didn't think that she would meet it so soon.

Fu Qiu, this rotten person, is still so arrogant!

After beating a stick, Fu Qiu gave another sweet date and comforted him.

"Don't worry, I said, you are the boss, no matter how much you will be in the future, you will also be the boss."

"Okay, you are familiar with each other, and you were honest with each other last night, so you don't have to be so reserved."

After saying that, Fu Qiu left the dining table, walked to the living room, turned on the TV, listened to today's report, and pulled a newspaper to read.

Fu Qiu's bland attitude, Mary had nowhere to vent her anger in her heart, and Ye Qiuyi's gentle and kind appearance completely deflated her.

She even thought in her heart that men like to be gentle, and if she gets angry again, there is a contrast, but she falls behind.

"I'm leaving, there's still work at the office." Mary spoke.

Fu Qiu looked at her and nodded: "Go, by the way, I made an appointment tomorrow to go to see the house with me, you are the boss, this kind of thing, you have to check it." ”

When Mary heard this, she felt a little proud in her heart, and snorted: "Got it." ”

Ye Qiuyi sat alone at the dining table, drinking porridge in small sips.

Fu Qiu opened his arms to her: "Come here, sit on my lap." ”

"I'm going to drink porridge too, you feed me."

Ye Qiuyi's face was slightly red, satisfying Fu Qiu's little ambiguity.

"No spoons, no mouths."

"Ahh Fu Qiu has a long mouth.

Ye Qiuyi looked at the man in front of her, smiled, took a sip of porridge, and began to cross her mouth.

I drank a mouthful of porridge for seven or eight minutes.

The two of them lingered a little again, making Ye Qiuyi's face flushed, and the roots of her ears were completely soft.

Finally, the two of them tidied up their clothes.

Fu Qiu gave a key and said, "I'm going to the church, if you're tired, rest for a while before leaving." ”

Ye Qiuyi nodded, and finally she made up her mind, took out a gold card from her bag, and put it in Fu Qiu's bag.

"Fu Sheng, this is my supplementary gold card, you can use it."

Fu Qiu smiled in his heart, he hadn't eaten soft rice for many years, he pretended to be serious: "Are you teaching me to do things?" ”

Ye Qiuyi panicked instantly: "No, I'm just not too tired from work like you, and you have to support your sister and buy a house, I also want to do my best." ”

Looking at her pitiful and sensible appearance, Fu Qiu finally smiled, cupped her cheek, kissed her cheek, and gently comforted her.

"I'll accept your gold card and fulfill your heart."

"Tomorrow, look at the house, you will also go with me."

"Sister's side?" Ye Qiuyi was a little hesitant.

"It's okay, she's also very kind."

Time flashed, and it was a few days.

Fu Qiu has bought a new villa and moved with two women.

In the church, Fu Qiu sat in his office, picked up a ticket on the table, and looked at it.

This is the ticket to the Devil Muscle Man vs. the Japanese Karate Champion.

There's been a lot of hype in the newspapers these days, and they've also highlighted the Devil's Muscle Man's record.

In 1974, he won the first free fighting championship in Southeast Asia, and in 1980, he defeated the Japanese heavy gunner Lei Long, followed by the Japanese karate master for three consecutive years, and won the all-Japan free fighting championship.

The only descendant of the ancient Chinese boxing method, Ghost Wang Da, is known as the nemesis of karate, and is nicknamed "Devil's Flesh Man".

This time, the karate master came to Hong Kong Island, and he came specifically for him.

"Ghost King!"

Saying the name, looking at the face similar to Uncle Da in the newspaper, Fu Qiu once again confirmed which movie it was.

Lord of Destruction.

That's the one - the big brother of the broken water flow shouted that there was rubbish everywhere, and was finally defeated by He Jinyin, who was instructed by the ghost king, with the invincible Hot Wheels, and then hugged the beauty.

"According to this movie, the devil muscle man will break his leg and fall, and then go to open a grocery store, I don't know if it's this time?"

"At the same time, the descendants of ancient martial arts, I am a little curious." Fu Qiu's heart flickered with various thoughts.

Bell bell bell ......

Another string of phones rang.

"Hey, this is St. Franciscan's Church, and I'm Fu Qiu."

"It's me, Zhong Guoqiang, the whiteboard was caught by the gangsters, I need help."

"Okay, I'll help you contact the police, don't worry, I have acquaintances in the police force, and I will definitely send the police as soon as possible." Fu Qiu said.

His acquaintance in the police force is naturally not Zhou Xingxing, who only entered the Flying Tigers after hitting the street, and he has no connections.

He said that the acquaintance was his second wife's cousin, who had attended a church wedding and was now a superintendent of the Force.

He made a phone call to Ye Qiuyi, hid his existence, and it was okay.

Zhong Guoqiang thought about it, felt OK, and nodded: "Then you hurry up." ”

"No problem, you can report the address."

Sixi Tea House.

Zhong Guoqiang and a group of gang members are still confronting.

Before, he broke into the territory of a gang of gangsters by himself, and directly jumped the bald man.

asked him which hall he was, how many people were there, and who was the big guy?

Chung Kwok-keung replied that St. Franciscan's Church, hundreds of thousands of brothers and sisters in Hong Kong, and the direct leader is the archbishop.

The huge population size frightened the bald guy, but he didn't believe it, and when Zhong Guoqiang bragged, he asked Zhong Guoqiang to call someone.

"Hey, boy, is your brother coming? Aren't you hundreds of thousands of brothers and sisters? And your boss, the archbishop. ”

Zhong Guoqiang was speechless, and just as he was about to speak, a group of policemen rushed in directly.

"Don't move! Don't move! ”

"We are the Royal Hong Kong Police!"

Zhong Guoqiang opened his mouth slightly: "So fast?" ”