Mrs Fu is so sweet

Chapter 163 Dating? (1)

"Hmph, attracting bees and butterflies."

After the waiter went out, Lin Ziyu carried the kettle to refill the cup in front of her. She stared at the water line slowly rising without blinking. The joy of going out gradually sank with the infusion of tea.

Hearing the grotesque humming, Fu Zichen raised his eyes and glanced at her, brushed his fingertips over the warm cup, and replied solemnly: "No tricks, no temptations."

"I didn't mention you." Lin Ziyu pouted, and glanced at the green plants on the window sill from the corner of her eye.

Flies don't bite seamless eggs, and you don't exude an aura that can be seduced or seduced, who will keep staring at you?

snort!
Fu Zichen didn't believe this, so he took a deep look at her.

Is this jealous?
But in the end nothing was said.

Based on his understanding of her, he would only get her to say once again, "Whatever you say is what you say, and you can answer as you please."

When she got angry, he wanted to spank her.

……

The most obvious manifestation of Lin Ziyu's anger was that she didn't speak. Fu Zichen brought her food, and she ate in silence. The table was so quiet that there were only the sound of the hot pot tumbling, and the "slap" of the bowls and chopsticks colliding. Voice.

"Just had dinner, let's go for a while?"

After leaving the hot pot restaurant, Fu Zichen deliberately asked Lin Ziyu for advice.

After drinking and eating, Lin Ziyu was also angry, so she nodded slightly, "Yeah."

It is also good for digestion after meals.

The summer night mixed with the salty sea breeze was hot and unbearable. Lin Ziyu wore a T-shirt and hot pants, and Fu Zichen walked side by side in a shirt and trousers. The handsome men and women aroused the attention of passers-by, and even the bold and unrestrained ones went straight to them. She stopped Lin Ziyu and asked for her phone number.

"Hey, beauty, you look like my next girlfriend, can you give me a call? Otherwise, you may lose contact with your boyfriend."

The yellow-haired, trendy former man stroked his short hair at the temples, licked the corners of his lips with the tip of his tongue, and winked at Lin Ziyu ambiguously.

Lin Ziyu glanced at the man lightly, uh, this...

Did he misunderstand something?
His pose...isn't handsome at all, okay? !
Spicy eyes.

Talk to his wife in front of him?

Fu Zichen narrowed his eyes dangerously, glanced at the man coldly, took Lin Ziyu's hand with his big palm, and interlocked Lin Ziyu's fingers.

Domineering declaration of sovereignty, "She is my wife."

The man's playful face "clicked", his face was full of cracks, the corners of his lips twitched stiffly, and he fled in embarrassment.

"Hot." After walking a few steps, Lin Ziyu withdrew his hand from Fu Zichen's in disgust, and was dragged by him in a blink of an eye.

"My hands are cold, holding me can dissipate heat." Looking at the night in the city, Fu Zichen's voice became a little softer.

Lin Ziyu: "..."

"If you want to hold my hand, just say it." She muttered, mixed with the hustle and bustle of the night, even she couldn't hear clearly.

"Well, I want to hold your hand." Fu Zichen lowered his head and whispered in her ear, a smile appeared in his eyes, under the flickering street lights, his indifferent face and clear lines became gentle.

"You can hear this?" Lin Ziyu was startled, and looked at him with his small mouth slightly open in surprise.

Does he have dog ears?
It can be heard so quietly.

Fu Zichen rubbed the back of her tender hand with his fingertips, his black pupils reflected her little one, and he could only hold her in his eyes.

The corner of her lips hooked, "You can say it again."

"What are you talking about? You still have to find a reason to hold hands?" Lin Ziyu gave him a blank look.

(End of this chapter)