Mrs Fu is so sweet

Chapter 148 Don't Dislike You
If it is said that Lin Ziyu when smiling is like a spring breeze in the mountains, blowing money into his heart, then Lin Ziyu when he is serious is like a bright moon in the night sky, cool and fascinating.

Fu Zichen turned the pages of the book, his eyes turned to her from time to time, and stopped on her body.

I saw her fingers flying, clacking and typing on the keyboard, her movements were neat and elegant.

In the state of high work, her luminous little face is slightly tense, and the usual cute and naive expressions have all disappeared, replaced by capable ones.

Fu Zichen closed the book, walked out quietly without disturbing her, and came back a few minutes later, holding a drink in one hand and dessert in the other. At first glance, he thought it was some high-end restaurant. The handsome waiter in the restaurant.

"Longan ginger red date tea?"

Before Fu Zichen approached, Lin Ziyu had already smelled the familiar sweetness, and wrinkled her delicate nose.

Longan, ginger and jujube tea is a must-have during menstruation!

"Ah."

"And coffee."

Without raising his eyes, Lin Ziyu caught the coffee smell mixed with the aroma of longan, ginger and red dates.

"Yes." Fu Zichen nodded, thinking sourly in his heart, he might as well just eat, and she would ignore him when he was by the side, and it would be different if he ate.

"I want to drink coffee." Lin Ziyu automatically skipped her longan ginger red date tea.

She is a very strange person. She craves things that she doesn't usually like to eat during menstruation, such as chocolate and milk tea.

Fu Zichen didn't know that he couldn't drink coffee during the special period, thinking that it would be fine to drink a hot drink, so he handed the coffee to Lin Ziyu without a trace.

"Thanks husband."

Lin Ziyu took it with both hands and took a big sip, her big black and white eyes were bent.

And Fu Zichen put the steaming longan, ginger and red date tea on her right hand.

"this is yours."

"Well, then this is...?" Lin Ziyu raised the coffee in his hand.

"En." Fu Zichen responded.

Uh, it's really his, which is embarrassing, Lin Ziyu glanced at the coffee in his hand, then glanced at the longan, ginger and red date tea on the table, his eyes flashed, and he suggested with a smile: "Why don't you let Xiao Cui make you another cup?"

"No need." Fu Zichen firmly refused, paused, and then said slowly: "I don't despise you."

The corner of Lin Ziyu's lips twitched fiercely, and she looked at Fu Zichen from the corner of her eye, what do you mean he doesn't dislike her?
Zaba Zaba took another big sip with his small mouth, and the coffee that was not much in the first place was reduced by one-third in an instant.

Handed him the cup, "Here, the rest is up to you."

Anyway, you said you didn't dislike it.

Everything that begins with a precedent will become a wild horse running wild, constantly setting new records, and so is Fu Zichen.

At the beginning, I just drank the leftover coffee, milk tea, and drinks from Lin Ziyu, and then there were countless pastries, potato chips, and spicy sticks...

Of course, this is a story.

"How many thousand per hour is your hand speed?"

Hearing the crisp pattering sound, Fu Zichen also forgot the promise (threat) not to speak for a moment.

"One thousand." Lin Ziyu answered smoothly.

"One thousand is not so fast."

There are three or four thousand at least if you listen to the voice.

"The impromptu speed is three thousand six per hour, and the average speed is one thousand two per hour."

Recently she has picked up a little bit of speed.

Three thousand six per hour...the standard for the company's front desk clerk.

Fu Zichen unconsciously tapped the chair handle with his fingertips, and made a very pertinent evaluation: "Listen to the voice, your speed is not slow, but you like to write, delete, and delete."

(End of this chapter)