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Chapter 52 "I'm Afraid You'll Cuckold Me"

Throughout the whole day, Duan Chengcheng and Pei Yanli felt the pink bubbles lingering on Mr. Fu's body, and their happiness overflowed the screen.

At this moment, Duan Chengcheng seemed to smell a little bit of gossip, and it was the kind of good thing that was about to happen.

Duan Chengcheng leaned over: "Master!"

Fu Zhi raised her eyebrows slowly, and said softly, "If you have anything to say, just say it."

Fu Zhi rubbed her calf, then rubbed her back, but she didn't hear her response, so she turned her little head to look over.

Unexpectedly, she ran into the man's clean and gentle eyes.

His jaw line was clear and smooth, his brow bones were high, his eye sockets were slightly sunken, and his double eyelids were clearly folded. Looking at him from her angle, he was simply amazing.

Fu Zhi was stunned for a moment, and asked softly, "Why are you here?"

Duan Zheng stretched out his hand, and with a little force, lifted Fu Zhi up from the ground.

"I come--"

"Pick up my girlfriend."

Fu Zhi hummed lightly, rubbed her lower back, and then went to the changing room to change her clothes.

As soon as Fu Zhi came out of the changing room, Duan Chengcheng came over, blinked and asked, "Master, are you in a relationship?"

Fu Zhi thought for a while and hummed softly: "This man is my brother's good brother..."

Fu Zhi gave Duan Chengcheng a "you know what I mean" look.

Duan Chengcheng said meaningfully: "I will also go to my brother and ask him to arrange a boyfriend for me, and I want that handsome one!"

In the next second, Duan Chengcheng vaguely felt a chill on his back.

She turned her head slightly, and met the slightly dark eyes of a young man.

Duan Chengcheng: "..."

Fu Zhi patted her on the shoulder: "If you really like it, you should agree to it."

"Don't wait to miss it, you will regret it later."

Fu Zhi gathered the coat on her body, and walked towards Duan Zheng's side.

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Unhindered all the way.

Fu Zhi supported her small head with one hand, and her gaze fell out of the window.

Then, for some reason, he took out two tickets for the New Year's Eve performance from his handbag and put them in Duan Zheng's wallet blatantly.

"Duan Zheng."

"I have a show, do you want to come?"

Duan Zheng raised his eyebrows lightly, "Fu Jiujiu, I must go, I want to watch you—"

"I'm afraid you'll cuckold me."

Fu Zhi: "..."

In the next second, Fu Zhi's cell phone rang:
"The green hat is put on your head like this..."

Fu Zhi smiled awkwardly but politely, and couldn't help but whispered:
"It was an accident."

"It was definitely an accident."

Duan Zheng snorted softly: "Fu Jiujiu, let's settle this account at home."

Fu Zhi: "...QAQ"

In less than ten minutes, we arrived at No. 21, Chuyu Bieyuan, and Fu Zhi hadn't figured out a countermeasure yet.

She got out of the car, and while waiting for Duan Zheng to park the car, Fu Zhi also received a call.

"Senior Tan..."

And at this time, Zheng walked over, just in time to hear her words clearly.

His eyes trembled, and the fingers hanging by his side paused slightly.

In ten seconds, he raised his legs and walked over, put the black coat on her shoulders over her shoulders, put his big hands on her waist, and carried her upstairs.

Along the way, Duan Zheng was exceptionally silent, just quietly staying aside, occasionally gently rubbing Fu Zhi's little head.

Fu Zhi faintly felt that something was wrong, she lightly pursed her lower lip, just about to ask something.

In the next second, the elevator door opened.

He also kept all the words Fu Zhi wanted to ask in his mouth.

Fu Zhi's slender and clean fingertips rested on the combination lock.

drop--

After the lock was unlocked, she rested her fingers on the doorknob, slightly sideways her eyes, and looked at Duan Zheng.

She asked softly, "Tomato beef brisket, or sweet and sour pork?"

"Well, everything is fine." Duan Zheng reached out and rubbed the back of her neck, and responded lightly.

The next second, Duan Zheng gently grabbed her waist and entered the room.

The two changed their slippers at the entrance, and Fu Zhi just took off the black coat on her shoulders.

Suddenly, Duan Zheng gently pulled her wrist, pulling Fu Zhi into his embrace.

And the hand around Fu Zhi's waist tightened slightly, and he whispered:

"Fu Jiujiu."

"I'm not happy, and you don't coax me!"

Fu Zhi: "..."

She has no experience in coaxing her crush, so she can only stretch out her little hand and hug her back.

Then he whispered: "I know you were unhappy just now, are you happy now?"

Duan Zheng's head was buried in Fu Zhi's neck, and Fu Zhi's body trembled slightly as his warm breath sprayed against her ears.

And the faint pink spread quickly from the tip of the ear to the cheek and neck at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Not yet." Duan Zheng said in a low voice, "Not yet."

"Then... what else is there?"

Fu Zhi grabbed Duan Zheng's clothes corner with her little hand, and she asked in a low voice.

"Fu Jiujiu."

"I miss you for the rest of my life."

Fu Zhi reached out and patted his chest, "I won't talk to you anymore, I'm going to cook."

"do not."

"You haven't answered me yet."

Duan Zheng's deep and sexy voice seemed to be smiling, and it sounded particularly clear and pleasant.

Fu Zhi walked halfway, went back to the room, changed a set of clothes, and then went to the kitchen.

Duan Zheng kept pestering her, just wanting to hear her answer.

Fu Zhi responded perfunctorily, and directly drove him out of the kitchen.

While Fu Zhi was cooking, Duan Zheng took out his mobile phone and took a picture, and Duan Zheng got caught by accident.

Opened WeChat and sent a message to Fu Yueshen.

[Fu Yueshen: The picture P is pretty good. 】

Probably because Fu Yuechen was not busy at this time, he replied to him soon.

When Duan Zheng saw the news, his brows raised slightly, and his lips curved slightly.

He rubbed his brow bone with one hand, and he didn't know what he thought of, and the arc of his lips became deeper and deeper.

Duan Zheng raised his eyes slightly, and his eyes fell on the busy figure in the kitchen.

He walked over and handed the chat record to Fu Zhi for a look.

Fu Zhi was busy cooking, so she just glanced at it perfunctorily, "Well, okay."

As soon as the words fell, Fu Zhi's little head came closer again.

The fruity aroma of strawberry and peach lingers in Duan Zheng's nostrils, sweet and sweet.

The little girl's soft hair also ran across the back of his hand from time to time.

She lowered her eyes, and her slender fingers landed on the phone screen.

She swiped lightly, and Duan Zheng quickly pressed the lock screen button on the phone.

Fu Zhi: "..."

She asked softly, "Can't I see?"

"No." Duan Zheng's big hand landed on Fu Zhi's shoulder, gently embracing it, "Your brother doesn't want me to chase you, it's one thing for him to agree to my pursuit, but it's another thing whether I can chase you or not." thing……"

Fu Zhi glanced at him meaningfully, "So that's the case! I should have known—"

"I should have listened to my brother."

Fu Zhi clearly felt that Duan Zheng's hand on her shoulder tightened slightly.

He lowered his eyes slightly, lowered his head, and bit Fu Zhi's lips lightly.

"Fu Jiujiu—"

"Want to regret? It's too late!"

　babies! !Happy New Year's Eve, safe and sound all year round! !

　　
　
(End of this chapter)