Bigoted Mr. Fu Lets Me Do Whatever I Want

Fu Tingyu walked over, raised his hand and pushed open the door of the small study room, and saw the girl sitting in front of the desk, wearing a headset, with a serious look.

He didn't go in to disturb her either, but turned to open the closet, and when he reached for the nightgown, he caught a glimpse of the red scarf hanging on the hanger beside him, and stopped.

The color of surprise flashed in the dark eyes.

The hand that used to take the nightgown, moved to the scarf, and removed it from the hanger.

The scarf made of pure wool is particularly soft and comfortable.

He looked at the top of the scarf embroidered with the word "Yu". The word "Yu" next to the word "Fire" was deliberately elongated, and a small treasure word was embroidered on it, as if being held by the word "Yu".

Stroke your slender fingers, embroider large and small characters with golden silk thread, and feel the touch on them.

As if you can imagine, the girl is serious in embroidering.

There is his name on the scarf and his nickname for her.

Even more pleasantly surprised than the last time I saw the word Yu alone.

He took the scarf and walked into the small study next door.

At this time, Qin Shu had just finished class, she took off the headset and closed the laptop.

Suddenly he was hugged from behind, and the familiar masculine breath surrounded him.

Who else but Fu Tingyu?

Fu Tingyu hugged the girl into his arms and handed the scarf in his hand to her, with excitement in his voice: "Boer, I like this scarf very much."

Qin Shu tilted his head and smiled at the man who looked happy: "If you like it, I am also very happy."

Fu Tingyu lowered his eyes, looking at the girl's white cheeks and star-bright eyes. He moved his eyes down and fell on his lips. The man whispered, "Boer."

Qin Shu blinked: "Huh?"

Fu Tingyu's eyes darkened, lowering his figure...

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After taking a shower, Fu Tingyu leaned back on the bed, still holding the scarf in his hand and fell asleep, looking at the embroidered words on it, the brows raised slightly.

This is the second best gift he has received.

The first is to be able to marry Bo'er as a wife.

He tilted his head and looked at the sleeping person next to him. Under the light, the girl closed her eyes and her cheeks were rosy. After falling asleep, she looked like a well-behaved cat, arousing love.

Fu Tingyu looked at it for a long time, then took his gaze back, looked at the scarf in his hand, folded it, put it on the bed, turned off the light, and fell asleep with the girl in his arms.

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Next day

Qin Shu, who was in Mengxiang, always felt that her chest was stuffy and out of breath. She frowned and subconsciously raised her hand.

Hearing a "pop", President Tyrant was suddenly slapped and rolled directly from Qin Shu's chest. Fortunately, it reacted quickly and the posture of the fall was not embarrassed.

Mr. "Meow" snorted dissatisfiedly.

Qin Shu also woke up leisurely at this time, and when he opened his eyes, he saw the wronged look in the eyes of General Ba, which reflected that he subconsciously photographed General Ba just now.

"Why did you crawl on my bed early in the morning?"

Usually the tyrant stays in his own nest, does not come out and dangle, let alone dangle in front of Fu Tingyu.

The reason was that on the first day I bought it home, I was scared by Fu Tingyu's powerful coercion, and I fought with Fu Xiaocao.

President Ba "meow", jumped onto Qin Shu again, and stretched out his paw towards her.

Qin Shu suspiciously looked at the paws stretched out by President Tyrant. The fleshy white paws looked like fine white jade and were crystal clear.

The sharp claws are dripping with transparent liquid at this time, a bit like milk, with a hint of stickiness.

Qin Shu stared at him, his paw dripping with liquid, a little messy for a while.