Mr. Fu, your wife is hanging up again

Chapter 69 The Prodigal Man

Fu Linjun wiped his hands regretfully, then turned Shi Yan's head coldly.

Shi Yan was forced to face the river, pretending to be chewing seriously, but her whole body was shaking like chaff, she couldn't stop at all, and it was very hard to hold back her laughter.

Fu Linjun glared at her fiercely.

"Pfft, haha..." Shi Yan simply laughed out loud. Although she was quite afraid of him, what could she do if she couldn't hold back?
Fu Linjun stared at her without a trace of expression on his face. For one second, two seconds, three seconds, he suddenly lowered his head, ate the bamboo rice in her hand in one bite, and bit her hand in retaliation.

Shi Yan hurriedly protected the Ruoye in her hand, but it didn't matter whether she protected it or not, there was only one grain of rice left on the leaf.

"Well, it's really fragrant." He swallowed gracefully, praised, turned and walked down the bridge.

Shi Yan raised her eyebrows, originally she could only eat half of the amount, but now it's just right.

She brought the Ruoye close to her lips, ate the grain of rice without wasting a bit, then broke the wide Ruoye into the smallest pieces and threw them into the root-shaped trash can.

That way it doesn't take up too much space and doesn't attract bugs.

Fu Linjun looked back and looked at her silently.

She didn't know how beautiful her actions were in his eyes, like the brightest moonlight at night.

"Selling flowers, fragrant yellow horned orchid, gardenia, white orchid, five cents a flower, five yuan a bunch~"

Whenever the white orchids are in full bloom, there will be an old lady selling bamboo baskets. Wu Nong's soft voice is the most fragrant memory of the people in this city.

Girls and sisters-in-law will buy a few flowers to put next to their skin, which are much more fragrant than perfume.

Shi Yan has been to many cities and countries, but only her hometown can sell white orchids.

Of course she would not miss it. She bought two strings of flower bones, one to wear on her wrist, and the other to be stuffed into Fu Linjun’s pocket. Blackmailer!"

Fu Linjun readily accepted it because his mother also liked to buy this kind of flowers.

...

When she got home, Shi Yan rolled up her sleeves and cooked, her hands and feet were very agile.

Fu Linjun is not proficient in cooking, he only helps to peel the onions and wash the vegetables.

Shi Yan occasionally instructed him, "Study hard, or your wife won't like you in the future."

"You don't even look at my identity!" Fu Linjun threw the lotus root into the basin angrily. Does a man like him still rely on cooking skills to conquer women?

"What's the matter with your status?" Shi Yan picked up the crab and put it in the pot, "What if you marry a princess? She has a higher status than you, so you can't kneel down?"

Kneel your head.

Are you a princess?
Fu Linjun picked up the lotus root again, and scraped it with a peeling blade in depression. The lotus root peeled like boundless fallen leaves, and the scene was very spectacular.

"what?"

When Shi Yan turned her face again, she saw that Fu Linjun had peeled all ten catties of lotus root.She came over angrily, "You prodigal man! These lotus vegetables were enough to last for ten days and half a month, why did you scrape them all!"

It can't be stored after scraping the skin, even if it is put in the refrigerator, it will not keep fresh.

"I'm... happy..." Fu Linjun said word by word, his beautiful black eyes were cold and domineering, "If you have the ability, bite me!"

Shi Yan: "..."

I have never seen such an unreasonable man.

"Why don't you shave yourself off." She muttered angrily, and turned to get busy.

Is she so active in cooking for Xie Jun?Burning with jealousy, Fu Linjun threw the peeling knife into the water, stood up like a cheetah, grabbed her arm from behind, and pressed it against the sink.

"Ah!" Shi Yan exclaimed, and subconsciously grabbed the back of his neck.

(End of this chapter)