grandpa is not sick

Chapter 77
When Fu Yixun came back, she saw Fu Qingliu was busy in his kitchen wearing his T-shirt. She seemed to be in a hurry preparing fried eggs, and she also had to take care of the bread in the toaster behind. While walking, she had to pull back the collar that had fallen below her shoulders from time to time, and put the slightly wet long hair that was in the way behind her ears. The exposed legs were slender and white. It looms behind the counter.

This scene made Fu Yixun stop and watch intently.There was suddenly someone new in the family where he was the only one. That person was busy in the kitchen, wearing his clothes, looking so casual and natural, as if this person belonged here and belonged to him. Not obnoxious.Even if she touched the bread with unwashed hands that touched her hair, even if her fried eggs stink, he didn't mind at all.

As soon as Fu Qingliu looked up, she saw Fu Yixun standing outside the kitchen looking at her. She was anxious and at a loss. She never knew that frying an egg was so difficult. When she saw Fu Yixun, she felt that she saw a savior , hurriedly ran over and dragged the person over, "Come on, come on, what to do? Why is your pot so sticky? The eggs will get mushy as soon as you put them in..."

"You didn't even pour the oil and you expect to cook the eggs well?" Fu Yixun was dragged to the pot and saw the scenery in the pot, the corner of his mouth twitched, and he turned off the fire without a word.

Fu Qing showed a look of sudden realization, so she forgot to pour the oil down, no wonder!She thought it would be okay to remember to put the oil in next time, and she wanted to continue coming, but Fu Yixun pushed her away, "You should go out and sit and wait for food."

"Oh." Fu Qingliu scratched his cheek and was about to go out, but he came back when he remembered something, and under Fu Yixun's slightly contemptuous and funny eyes, he took a piece of burnt bread that he had baked himself, and gnawed on it. go outside.

The scoured clean heat gradually rose again. Fu Qingliu walked to the yard of the villa with a piece of bread in his mouth. A small handful of yellow, green, purple, unknown but seemingly particularly tenacious florets entered the house.

Fu Yixun was bringing out fried eggs and bacon to the dining room. When he saw Fu Qingliu idling with things in his yard, his expression stiffened slightly, his ears turned slightly red, and then he thought of something and his eyes turned a little Shame and anger, this vile, shameless, half-hearted liar!She even regarded his house as her own, yet she still had an affair with that wild man surnamed Xia!Do you understand shame?Do you understand what loyalty is?What are you talking about who likes perseverance like him, you liar!

Fu Qingliu didn't know where he had provoked Fu Yixun again, so he put the flowers in his hand in the middle of the dining table, sat down to eat, and was so angry after hours of chaos last night, he didn't feel very hungry at first. Only after smelling it did she realize that her stomach was aching from hunger.

Compared with Fu Qingliu's eating appearance, which is not too ugly even if he eats quickly, Fu Yixun's elegant and soothing posture with a knife and fork straightened, is really stunning, every move is like him The appearance is also full of artistic sense, and he doesn't think that Fu Qingliu's food is not elegant enough. Although he thinks of Xia Junning, he is a little angry with Fu Qingliu, but he puts down the knife and fork and pours Fu Qingliu a glass of milk. Disgusted: "Eat slowly, is a starved ghost reincarnated? You are not afraid of choking."

How could it be that exaggerated?It's because you are asking too much of yourself, okay?Fu Qingliu gave Fu Yixun a silent reproach, took the milk and drank it slowly.

(End of this chapter)