President Fu's new wife

Chapter 883 Mr. Fu is carrying me into the room (4)
"Well, the three of us will play together in the future. If anyone bullies you, we will bully him for you. If you do something wrong, we will accompany you to apologize." Xiaozhi also said.

Fu Zhi stood at the door and watched quietly. Seeing that the children were so sensible and he didn't go in again, there was more tenderness in his sharp eyes.

Xiao Xing was surprised when he couldn't find him when he came out of the kitchen. When he went to the living room and looked up, he saw him standing leisurely upstairs looking at her downstairs.

The tip of his heart trembled fiercely, and he was caught by the eagle eyes upstairs who saw the details.

The huge space seemed much quieter, but not indifferent.

Later, Xiao Xing turned around and went to the kitchen, as if she just came out by accident, saw him by accident, then remembered what she was going to do and went into the kitchen.

"I can do it myself, you'd better go talk to the president."

Xiao Xing smiled: "I don't know what to say!" It's better to be comfortable in the kitchen.

Sister Zhang glanced at her: "Are you quarreling again?"

"Aren't you helpless? You've been arguing all day long." Xiao Xing wanted to cry but had no tears.

"Hey, do you both have knots in your heart?" Sister Zhang guessed.

Xiao Xing didn't speak any more, and looked down at the vegetables he was choosing in his hands, the green and oily vegetables were so refreshing.

Heart knots still need heart medicine, where is their heart medicine?
Sister Zhang didn't say anything more, and concentrated on making food with Xiaoxing.

During dinner at night, the little cute guys were still a little playful, and Xiao Xing originally wanted to say something, but seeing the nervousness of the children, she didn't say anything.

On the children's birthday the next day, they received many blessings early in the morning, but they still went to school on time.

As soon as the children entered the classroom in the school, the teacher took the lead in singing happy birthday to them.

Xiao Xing stood at the door watching that scene and was very moved.

The teacher held Rongtian's hand and said to her: "The principal of the kindergarten told me that you pleaded for me about what happened yesterday. Thank you for not being fussy. I will definitely take good care of the children in the future."

Xiao Xing thinks that being a teacher is actually not easy, especially being a teacher of a rich kid.

After school, the two of them drove to the house by the sea, where they will spend the whole day today.

The two of them checked what should be checked again.

Although all friends come to gather, I still hope that there will be no mistakes.

When she was fiddling with the vase on the table, he stood by and watched without going forward.

Xiao Xing looked at the positions of the two vases, afraid that something might be wrong.

She has always been very careful about some things, so he is naturally relieved of what she does.

The servants were already busy, the freshest dishes were delivered early in the morning, and several maids were busy in another kitchen.

He built a few more kitchens just because he didn't want too many people messing with the kitchen in the house they lived in.

If there are guests or something, they will use the larger kitchen, which they don't usually use.

Some people are also managing the fresh bonsai that came, and some people are watering the lawn.

When it was almost noon, she felt that she was going to be terribly tired, but in fact it was just a little tired from too many circles, not anything else.

"I'm cooking for lunch today!"

He took the teacup and finished drinking the tea, put it gently on the coffee table and said to her.

Xiao Xing looked at him in shock.

He laughed: "Rice and tomato egg soup."

Xiao Xing was still shocked, almost didn't ask for it at all, he could make tomato egg soup, steamed rice, and his image in her heart suddenly became taller.

It's kind of like that when he's in the kitchen.

In fact, he was tired of the kitchen for a while.

So while he was cooking, she curiously got up from the sofa and went to the kitchen to look at him. She saw his tall and straight figure standing in the kitchen, with a white shirt and black trousers, and his attitude was completely fascinating.

She felt a little itchy in her heart, but she just leaned against the door and quietly watched him busy inside.

He seems to be in a hurry, tomatoes are also difficult for him to cut.

Xiao Xing almost thought that the tomato was broken, he frowned slightly, looking at the tomato juice in his hands: "How big should this be cut?"

"As you like!" Xiao Xing said in a low voice, and then continued to watch.

This kind of life is life.

"Sometimes it's hard not to ask!" He had to continue to operate with a frown.

She finally couldn't help it: "Tie up the apron!"

But she just went forward to put on the apron hanging next to him.

When the slender arms passed from his waist to the front and then to the back, he lowered his eyes slightly, watching her beautiful catkins pass by his eyes, at that moment he actually stood upright.

And Xiao Xing quietly tied the belt on him.

It's nothing special to her, anyway, they have hugged and loved countless times.

It's just that this kind of life at this time seems a little too pale.

Feeling so uncomfortable in her heart, she couldn't help taking a breath, and then withdrew her hand: "Go on!"

He laughed and looked sideways: I thought you wanted to help.

"It's hard for Boss Fu to cook himself. Why should I help? I'm just waiting to eat the rice cooked by Boss Fu."

She went to the door again, grabbed the door frame with both hands and looked inside.

So quietly, a little bit of pampering and pride, looking inside arrogantly.

Fu Zhi glanced at her, and then said, "Is this a feng shui turn?"

"If you're the one who cooks after moving here, I'll hate you for not bringing me here sooner." She had to dream a dream to match his thoughts.

He shrugged: "It's beautiful when you think about it."

Of course Xiaoxing knew that he helped her cook because he saw that she was tired, it was very simple.

She walked out of the kitchen and sat on a chair in the dining room lying on the table, looking a little bored.

He cooks in the kitchen.

No matter where he is, he still likes to keep a quiet place of his own.

She thinks this is very good, and she doesn't want many people to disturb her.

When eating, Xiao Xing couldn't help laughing, holding the chopsticks and the bowl with both hands, looking at the dishes in front of him, the tomato and egg soup, at least they were cooked.

So she didn't have any temper at all, and she started to eat without being picky at all.

No salt added, a little sweet, a little sour.

Fortunately, it wasn't too much salt, otherwise she really didn't want to drink a sip.

Sweet, she can bear it.

But the slight frown between his brows and eyes still made Mr. Fu feel a little sad.

"It's hard to drink?" he asked.

A little lonely in the quiet space.

(End of this chapter)