First Wife of Zhu Family

Chapter 110 And kicked him out
Wild rice stems in tomato sauce, fresh vegetables from five treasures, cloud shreds with garlic, glazed tofu soup, fried lamb with scallions, crispy chicken, simmered elbows...all kinds of dishes were set up on the table.

Standing aside, Fu Jingrou served Song Zixun a bowl of Codonopsis ginseng and wolfberry beef soup.

She is wearing a light crimson red silk jacket with white butterfly patterns, a moon white cotton skirt with dark patterns, her nose is greasy and goose fat, and her eyebrows and eyes are gentle.With every move, a small piece of red coral bracelet was exposed on the slender wrist, and the crystal clear bright red made the wrist look like it was made of snow.

Seeing Song Zixun's gaze on her wrist, Fu Jingrou pursed her lips in embarrassment, and said shyly, "I like the bracelet I gave you very much, and I never leave it every day."

Song Zixun hummed dryly, "Just as long as you like it."

He didn't remember when he bought something like this... But before, because he couldn't bring up "sexual interest" to Fu, he felt a little bit ashamed of her, so he asked someone to go to Debaoxuan to choose a piece of jewelry as a gift. She... is about this.

Song Zixun took a sip of the soup handed over, "You made this too?"

"Yes." Fu Jingrou smiled sweetly, and asked expectantly, "What do you think? Is the taste okay?"

"Very good." Song Zixun nodded.

Fu Jingrou was immediately encouraged, and with a smile on her face, she picked up a piece of crispy chicken and put it on Song Zixun's plate, "Once upon a time, my family hired a cook from Shandong who was very good at cooking Lu cuisine. This crispy chicken was taught by her concubine. I made it...you can get used to it if you try it?"

Song Zixun ate slowly, "Not bad." He looked up at Fu Jingrou, "You've been busy all afternoon, and you've worked hard, let's sit down and use it together."

"Thank you, Lord." Fu Jingrou sat down beside him with a smile.

She didn't eat much, and spent most of her time serving dishes for Song Zixun.While picking up the dishes, he also talked about some embarrassing things when he was learning cooking. Fu's voice was already gentle and mellow, and his language was also humorous and vivid. Song Zixun could occasionally respond to something interesting.After eating a meal, I don't feel very boring.

After dinner, the girls came in to clean up the dishes, but Fu Jingrou still had no intention of leaving.

She asked the girl to go back to her room to get the half-made undershirt for Song Zixun. He was sitting at the desk reading a book, and she was quietly sewing beside her, looking very peaceful and leisurely.

Song Zixun occasionally raised his head from the scroll, and saw her deftly threading needles, her beautiful facial features added a bit of gentleness and charm under the light of the candle.

Song Zixun looked at it silently for a while, and then suddenly remembered: Mrs. Du, it seems that he has never made clothes for him.

Her needlework is obviously not bad - the tiger she made for Zimo, the handkerchief she taught Sister Lan to embroider, the bellyband that Guaner wears next to her body...all of them are exquisitely crafted and lifelike.

She always cares about those she loves and cares about.

All but him.

She didn't even embroider a purse for him.

The irritability that had been suppressed with great difficulty before surged up again for no reason.

He also knew that it was inexplicable that he couldn't find happiness for some things that had no shadow: Mrs. Du became pregnant within a few months after entering the house, and later because she wanted to preserve her pregnancy, she didn't bother much. It was she who embroidered on and off for a few months before finishing it... But knowing it is knowing, and it doesn't stop him from getting angry.

She's even throwing him out now!

The moment she told him to move to the wing, he could hardly help asking her: Is he so unworthy of her trust? !

When she was wronged and felt sad, the first thing she thought of was not to confide in him and seek comfort from him, but to turn around and send him away with his bed and bed?

Is this the way she thinks she is a virtuous wife? !
He would rather she fight with him!
Even if you say something to complain about...it's better than what you're doing now.

Too quiet, too resigned.

It made him uncomfortable.

Sad and angry...and distressed.

Fu Jingrou also noticed Song Zixun's gaze, her face became slightly hot, she glanced at him quickly, and said coquettishly, "What are you looking at..."

Song Zixun came back to his senses, then lowered his head and turned the pages of the book again, and said calmly, "Doing this at night hurts the eyes, let's talk about it tomorrow." He just wants to be alone now.

Fu Jingrou's face turned even redder, and she said shyly, "It's okay, the concubine's body was almost ready..."

Seeing Fu's expression, Song Zixun knew that she didn't know what to do, so he couldn't wait to say more, so he hummed lightly and let her go.

There was a moment of silence in the house.

After about two cups of tea.

Fu Jingrou held the finished underwear and walked forward with a smile, "Master, try the size and it still fits? If there is something inappropriate, I can change my body again."

Song Zixun glanced casually, "You don't need to try, you did very well in the past."

"You should give it a try." Fu Jingrou frowned slightly, and said sweetly, "Look at me, you have lost some weight in the past few days... I don't know if the previous size still fits you well. "

Song Zixun pursed his lips in displeasure, but he didn't touch her face after all. He just said calmly, "Then let's put it here first, and wait until I try it later."

"Just try it." Fu Jingrou said coquettishly, "It won't take up too much of your time anyway, just—" She was about to continue lobbying, but her feet suddenly softened—"Ah!"

The next moment, he was supported by Song Zixun.

She fell into Song Zixun's arms.Holding his neck with one hand, stroking his chest with the other, he said in shock, "I was scared to death just now... Fortunately, you..."

The two of them were very close, and Fu Shi would rub against his chest seemingly without a trace. Even though he was separated by thick clothes, he could still make people feel the softness that was different from any other place...

That's why Du Rongzhi drove him here!
She thought he didn't touch Fu Shi because he didn't have a chance?

Is that how she sees him? !
Song Zixun's heart was filled with anger, he couldn't tell if he hated Du Rongzhi's virtuousness, or hated Fu Jingrou's tricks, he just said calmly, "It's fine."

Fu Jingrou didn't notice it, and said delicately, "I remember when I was eight years old, I learned how to climb trees, but ended up holding the tree trunk and dared not come down... You were the one who followed me under the tree at the beginning." Her eyes looked at him affectionately, "No matter when, you always protect Rou'er very much."

"I'm your cousin, and I should take care of you." Seeing that Fu Jingrou wanted to say more, Song Zixun suddenly put his index finger to his lips.

He listened quietly for a while, "It seems that Guan'er is crying." He stood up while frowning.

Fu Jingrou couldn't rely on him anymore, so she had to follow suit.

"I'll go and see Guan'er." Song Zixun said calmly, "You've been busy all day today, so you should go back earlier and have a rest."

(End of this chapter)