Qin Qi pursed his lips.

"I slept four hours a day for the past two days."

Every time she goes to the lab, she has a bad habit of staying all day.

"Call me the next time you go to the lab." Fu Mochen frowned.

The child has stomach problems

He had to keep an eye on her to eat on time.

"You're going upstairs for a while?" Fu Mochen proposed.

"Okay."

Qin Qi yawned.

Fu Mochen's eyebrows were slightly bent, and he led her upstairs.

He took Qin Qi to his bedroom, which was decorated in black and white simplicity.

As soon as she came in, the girl sat on the bed in a daze, and she could see that she was really tired.

Fu Mochen sighed secretly, walked over to take off her shoes, asked her to lie down, and covered the quilt for her.

He turned to adjust the temperature of the air conditioner and closed the curtains.

The whole process is meticulous and considerate, as if taking care of a child.

After Fu Mochen finished doing this, he leaned on the side of the bed and looked at the girl who only showed a pair of eyes:

"You have a good rest, I'll go to the study to work, and come to me when I wake up."

Qin Qi didn't blink, staring straight at him.

At the head of the bed, the man's delicate handsome face was very close to her, and his dark eyes were extremely gentle.

She reached out from the bed and tickled the man's finely shredded hair.

"Prickly hands." Qin Qixiu's eyebrows frowned slightly.

"Huh."

The girl's childish side made Fu Mochen's lips slightly hooked.

He took her hand and squeezed it gently.

Soft, very tender and smooth.

Fu Mochen suddenly smiled evilly:

"Child, touching a man's hair is responsible."

Qin Qi blinked, and her bold scene a year ago sounded in her mind.

I didn't feel shy before. But when he thought about these things, a touch of ruddy quickly rose in her ears.

Qin Qi withdrew his hand and turned his back to him.

Fu Mochen got up, walked out lightly, and closed the door for her intimately.

For a long, long time, when Qin Qi woke up, it was already dark.

When she went downstairs, Fu Mochen was in the living room, watching the financial channel.

"Awake?"

Qin Qi rubbed his eyes, a little confused:

"What time is it?"

Fu Mochen pointed to the clock on the wall, and Qin Qi looked at it.

Eight forty p.m.

She had always slept very lightly, but she didn't expect to sleep in his bed for more than four hours.

"Send me back, I have class tomorrow."

Mama Li on the side was slightly stunned when she heard this.

Miss Qin is actually a student.

Sir, is this an old cow eating tender grass?

"It's so late, make up for a night with me tonight?" Fu Mochen's dark eyes flashed slightly:

"I'll send you to school tomorrow morning, so that you won't be able to toss back and forth."

Qin Qi narrowed his eyes.

She thought for a few seconds and called Shen Mei.

Shen Mei was an enlightened person, she answered and told Qin Qi to remember to take care of herself.

Fu Mochen saw her hang up the phone, and the smile on the corner of her lips became bigger and bigger:

"Whatever you want to eat tonight, I'll cook."

Mama Li, who was wiping the table on the side, shook her hand and stared at her in surprise again.

Just now, Mr. asked people to stock up urgently, emphasizing the preparation of fish, which turned out to be preparing for Miss Qin himself.

However, does Miss Qin order fish?

Qin Qi's whole body was nestled on the sofa, she hugged the pillow and looked at him lazily:

"If you want to eat steamed fish, you can eat any fish, as long as it is fresh."

Li's mother: "......"

Those who know Miss Qin, Mr. also.

Fu Mochen hooked his lips.

The children are quite single-minded and like to eat fish.

Good to feed.

Fu Mochen gave her the TV remote control and tablet, and asked Li's mother to make her a cup of flower tea.

Seeing her sitting and watching TV with a well-behaved face, the man's heart is happy.

"Play by yourself."

With that, he turned and went into the kitchen and put on his apron.

The servants on the side looked at Qin Qi, who was leisurely, and then at the gentleman who was busy in the kitchen, with a shocked expression.

"This seems to be the first time that Mr. has been cooking in recent years, and the back of Mr. cooking is too beautiful."

"Don't be a nymphomaniac, that's not something you can covet."

"Help, Mr. is so gentle, serving Miss Qin in all kinds of ways, Miss Qin is so happy!"

"Well, that's not something we can fantasize about."

An hour later, Fu Mochen brought out the dishes.

Four dishes and one soup.

Color, flavor, and flavor.

Qin Qi threw the tablet onto the sofa and sat on the dining chair.

Fu Mochen picked up the chopsticks and sandwiched a piece of fish meat for her.

Qin Qi took a bite, and his eyes lit up.

"How does it taste?"

Fu Mochen raised his eyebrows.

The day before yesterday, he learned how to steam fish from the chef of Cui Yi Villa.

Qin Qi stared at his eyes, and his chopsticks tapped in the bowl:

"Good craft, you cook a lot?"

The temptation in the girl's words is very strong.

Fu Mochen smiled faintly.

The laughter is hearty and crisp.

"Kid, I've only cooked for you."

"Oh."

Qin Qi replied lightly, and the curvature of the corners of his mouth became louder and louder silently.

Qin Qi has an excellent appetite today, Fu Mochen silently sandwiched fish for her, and from time to time with a few green vegetables.

Seeing that she had eaten about the same amount, he brought her another bowl of soup.

After a while, Qin Qi touched his stomach.

"Full?" Fu Mochen raised his eyebrows.

"Hold on."

Qin Qi nodded.

When the words fell, Fu Mochen ate slowly and methodically.

Qin Qi tilted his head and stared straight at him.

The man holds the bowl in one hand and sits upright when eating.

The slender right hand holds chopsticks to pick up vegetables from time to time, showing education in every gesture.

This is the etiquette taught by the extended family.

Noble and elegant.

No wonder, people on the Internet say it's a pleasure to watch handsome guys eat.

She watched quietly, in an inexplicably good mood.

The man ate quickly, and after ten minutes, he picked up a warm towel and wiped his mouth gently.

Seeing that he finished eating, Qin Qishui's eyes narrowed slightly, and then he asked lightly:

"Seriously, what do you like about me?"

Fu Mochen tilted his head, and his gaze fell on Qin Qi.

The dim light sprinkled on Qin Qi's body, and the girl's face was white and delicate.

"Only one point, you are Qin Qi."

Something moved somewhere in my heart.

Qin Qi's face was slightly red:

"Other girls can't do it?"

"Nope."

Fu Mochen cut the railway.

It's not her, it's like everything has changed.

Qin Qi blinked.

The man her mother chose for her seems to be really good.

Also, my mother's vision has always been very good.

Suddenly, a bell broke the silence.

Fu Mochen directly pressed the amplification.

On the other side of the phone, Xu Yi's voice was a little anxious:

"Master Fu, there is gossip over there in Kyoto, Q has been in Lincheng recently."

Lin?

Fu Mochen's dark eyes narrowed slightly.

"Okay, I'll check her out later."

When Qin Qi heard this, a hint of cunning flashed in his eyes:

"Q Who is it? You seem to be checking on her all the time. ”

Fu Mochen's dark eyes narrowed slightly, and he was a little weak for the first time.

These days, after contact, the child is quite jealous.

If you knew that he had been touched and kissed before, wouldn't you be angry?

"The hacker is also a female hooligan, and her style is very bad, and she offended me before."

The man's voice was full of disgust and disgust.

The smile on the corner of Qin Qi's lips grew bigger and bigger.

It turned out that in his eyes, she was a female hooligan.

"Oh? A hacker will have a bad style? Can't you? ”

Fu Mochen thought she was angry, his dark eyes rolled, and he began to count in a deep voice.