Mrs Fu is so sweet

Chapter 415 This knife is not bad

Before coming here, Lin Ziyu had threatened to challenge the restaurant in the sky and enjoy the prosperity of Toronto with delicious food, but after walking the glass path, she didn't want to do anything, and urged Fu Zichen to go back to the ground.

At a height of several hundred meters, that's no joke, she will float if she stands for a long time.

"I want to eat ice cream, I want to eat mousse, I want to eat skewers, I want to eat sausage..." As soon as she reached the ground, her legs didn't soften, her hands didn't shake, the air was fresh, and all kinds of things popped up in her mind. All kinds of food.

Fu Zichen: "..."

It seems that when I returned to the ground, I returned to normal state in seconds, and I knew I was hungry.

The big palm stroked her head, like petting a small pet.

"Let's go, Mrs. Fu."

Fu Siqi on the other side of the world woke up early in the morning and saw Lin Ziyu complaining that Fu Zichen feared her as a one-meter-tall mentally handicapped person, and made a very unkind comment: [Of course I want him to sleep on the sofa at this time. 】

【You don't think it's a big deal, classmate Fu Siqi.Sleeping on the sofa is nothing, but kneeling on durian is exciting. ] Tang Xuxiao saw it, and made another stab silently.

"Old Tang, the knife repair is not bad."

Tang Xuxiao was still the one who came to pick him up to work this morning, and Fu Siqi gave him a thumbs up without hesitation as soon as he got in the car.

"To each other, to each other." Tang Xuxiao smiled modestly, and after speaking, he took a brown paper bag and handed it to Fu Siqi.

"Fried buns?" Fu Siqi's eyes lit up, and she couldn't wait to reach out and pick one up and put it in her mouth to chew. The skin is thin and the stuffing is thick, the bottom is crispy and the top is glutinous. When she bites down, the rich soup bursts into her mouth, which is delicious. Stimulating the tip of her tongue to compose a new movement, the satisfaction of her taste buds made her stomp her feet happily.

"Yeah, it's so delicious, Comrade Tang."

"As long as you like it." Tang Xuxiao smiled indulgently.

Recently, he brought her breakfast every day. From Fu's house to the company, he drove the car while she ate breakfast. The two chatted from time to time. It was simple, but it seemed different from before.

"My little uncle and Ziyu went to walk the glass walkway of CN Tower. The little uncle said that Ziyu was going to cry from fright, and he became a ball, hahaha."

Lin Ziyu seems to be very tough, but in fact, when it comes to the key point, she will be cowardly, without any hesitation, no matter how provocative she is, it will be useless.

"Do you want to go?" Tang Xuxiao asked following her words.

Fu Siqi paused, stuffed a fried golden bun into his mouth and chewed, and replied honestly: "I want...but I dare not."

At an altitude of more than 300 meters, that's no joke.

She has done strategies before, but she has never dared to try.

Tang Xuxiao watched her every move from the corner of her eye, her eyebrows and eyes frowned, "I can lead you along, and you won't be afraid if someone leads you."

Fu Siqi's chewing action slowed down, and she muffled, "Let's talk."

She likes stimulation, but is afraid of stimulation.

Before when she and Lin Ziyu went to play in a haunted house, a ghost suddenly stretched out a hand from the foot of the wall and grabbed her ankle. It was icy cold, and she jumped up and down in fright. spent.

But in retrospect, I feel very exciting and fun.

What an ambivalence.

On Tang Xuxiao's side, his parents thought that he and Fu Siqi had been dating a lot, and asked him every now and then if he had discussed the decoration style?When will I get the certificate?
Is he procrastinating, or is Fu Siqi not wanting to get married so early?
It will take them years of the monkey to hold their grandchildren?

Now when I go home, I have these problems every day, which makes Tang Xuxiao feel dizzy, and dare not tell his family that he and Fu Siqi are not in a relationship.

(End of this chapter)