Young Master Li spoils his wife

"..." Xia Zhi stared at the hot milk in Fu Shuo's hand, silently calculating the chances of snatching it and splashing it on his face!

No, she needs to calm down!Never argue with a drunk, especially when the drunk is her immediate boss!

After Xia Zhi silently recited the heart-cleaning mantra several times in her heart, she said: "Sir, we live under the same roof, so naturally we don't see each other when we look up, and don't you think that whenever you find me looking at you, in fact Are you looking at me too?"

"You mean, I'm paying attention to you?" Fu Shuo was amused by her words, and then he looked at her, and said, "Maybe, you are a bit pretty, and it happens that Wanwan and I are also married. See, why don't you come and accompany me? Maybe if I'm happy, I can give you an identity other than nanny?"

After finishing her speech, she couldn't help getting back the hot milk, so she turned around and walked towards the servant's room.

Seeing that his temptation failed, Fu Shuo couldn't help squinting his eyes.

What identity?Mistress or mistress?

Xia Zhi recited the heart-cleaning mantra in her heart again, and finally couldn't help but yelled: "Sir, I'm sure you're crazy! This hysteria should be cured as soon as possible! So as not to worry the young mistress and the young master!"

While thinking about it, Fu Shuo raised his hand and took a sip of the still warm milk.

Sooner or later, he will catch Xia Zhi's fox tail, so that he can justifiably drive her out of Fu's house in front of Wanwan.

If Xia Zhi had shaken the morale of the army just now and chose to trust him, then the abyss was waiting for her.

Or, this woman is hiding too deeply.

When Li Jingchen returned home, when he opened the door of the bedroom on the second floor, he heard a milky cat meowing from the corner: "Meow~"

Li Jingchen's expression froze, and he immediately turned on the switch by the door, and the next second, the lights came on suddenly.

……

At the same time, Li Zhai.

What if Wanwan's old things are damaged by biting?

Especially since the cat came out from under the closet, Li Jingchen was even more worried.

A little orange cat came out from under the closet, raised its fluffy tail and rubbed against his trouser legs.

Li Jingchen frowned, didn't he tell Qingling not to let this little orange cat come into his room with Wanwan?

Day after day, year after year, it has become a horrible habit.

The servants had no doubt that if they accidentally threw away the old clothes of the young mistress, the young master would immediately skin them!

After stepping over the little orange cat, Li Jingchen came to the wardrobe, opened the door and checked Wanwan's old clothes.

It has been six years, no matter how much the servants at home take care of Lu Wanwan's clothes and skirts, they are still a bit old, and the designs that were popular on Taobao should have been eliminated early in the morning, but Li Jingchen is still changing into suits at work every day , will hang around for a while.

In his late life, he never lived a life of extravagance and obscenity.

At this time, after seeing that Wanwan's old clothes had no signs of being bitten, Li Jingchen slowly closed the cabinet door and looked at the little orange cat lying beside the door.

And at nights that no one knew, Li Jingchen would still sleep sickly holding the clothes he wore in the past year, but when the smell of the night on these old clothes disappeared, he would fall into nothingness again.

Fortunately, Wanwan's perfume from that year is still there, so every time the smell disappears, he will spray some perfume on these old clothes and in the bedroom to create the illusion that she is still there, and buy it again when the perfume is used up, anyway, it is very cheap.

At this time, a maid passed by and saw Li Jingchen coming out of the room with a cat in his hand, she couldn't help but nervously said: "Eldest, young master, how could Miss San's cat..."

Li Jingchen said seriously: "It broke into my bedroom, and I didn't find it until I came back."

Its six beards drooped downward, a little listless.

After Li Jingchen walked over, he picked it up and found that its belly was flat. He couldn't help thinking, did Qingling forget to feed it?

While taking the cat, the maid was glad that her job was saved.

At this time, Li Jingchen noticed that the little orange cat's body curled up, so he asked one more question: "Why is this Qingling cat half dead?"

The maid immediately lowered her head, and said tremblingly, "I'm sorry, young master! It must have sneaked in by me when I was cleaning the room. Didn't the young lady's old things be damaged by it?"

"Fortunately not." Li Jingchen finished speaking expressionlessly, and stuffed the little orange cat into the maid's hand: "There will be no next time."

Even if the master is like this, how can he control the life and death of a cat?

After Li Jingchen pursed his thin lips, he asked, "Where's the cat food?"

After stroking the little orange cat, the maid said, "Back to the young master, the third lady didn't eat at night, so she probably didn't feed it."

Now the whole city of S is saying that the man whom Miss San has been chasing for many years is going to get engaged to another woman, and she has completely become a big joke in City of S. Those boys and buddies who wanted to chase her in the past were all vengeful Laugh at her, saying that she didn't grasp these golden bachelors, regret it now?Should!

The maid was about to do it, but Li Jingchen suddenly changed her attention and said, "Wait."

Two 10 minutes later—

The maid said: "In Miss San's room, she told us not to disturb her. The kitten doesn't like the food we made ourselves, and I don't know if it's to accompany Miss San to starve."

Li Jingchen nodded: "I see, you go to the kitchen to make some food for Qingling."

He immediately walked over, put the bowls and chopsticks on her bedside table, and said, "Get up and eat."

Li Qingling rolled his eyeballs, glanced at him, then retracted them: "Brother, I'm not hungry."

Li Jingchen brought a bowl of tomato beef noodles into Li Qingling's room.

Li Qingling was lying on the bed, watching the popcorn movies on the ipad with a numb expression. He suspected that the plot of those movies hadn't entered her mind at all.

The age difference made Li Jingchen unable to understand what she was doing: "What are you doing?"

Li Qingling turned around and said: "I'm looking to see if the moon will rise from the east tonight, and my eldest brother will actually cook for me himself."

Li Jingchen folded his arms around his chest and asked, "You don't want to eat the noodles that brother personally cooks for you?"

Hearing this, Li Qingling suddenly got up, reached out and opened the window not far away, and looked up at the starry sky.

Seeing that she was still in the mood to joke, Li Jingchen secretly heaved a sigh of relief, then stretched out his hand and said, "Come down."

"Brother, are you afraid that I won't be able to stand still because of hunger?"

As Li Qingling said, she looked at the hand that Li Jingchen stretched out, and found that——

"Brother, why is there blood on your cuff?"

Li Jingchen looked down and saw a drop of blood on the white cuff, which should have been accidentally splashed by him when he manipulated the female secretary's hand to scratch Mr. Kaiming's mouth.