Luxury Marriage: Mr.Fu's Cold Wife

He frowned slightly and said something in her ear. His voice was not light or heavy, just enough for her and the people around her to hear. She knew what he meant, leaned against his arms, nodded slightly and answered at the mouth.

After shopping, they left straight away. She sat on the co pilot and brushed her microblog one by one. Today, she seemed in a good mood. She always had a faint smile on her mouth. She liked to come out with him and walk around the mall with him. In this way, her life with some daily necessities from time to time made her feel warm and down-to-earth.

Although there is nothing lacking in the family and she doesn't need to do anything at all. If she wants, she can lie at home all day and do whatever she wants. No one will have any opinions. She just feels that such a life is too ethereal. It's like being locked in a mirror. Nothing is untrue. She can only step in the growth rings of life step by step with him, She can seriously experience and enjoy the true meaning of life.

"Let's eat Japanese food. I want salmon and sushi." She suddenly had a whim, slightly tooted her lips, blinked her big eyes at him, like a greedy cat, waiting for her master to feed.

"OK, I'll accompany you whatever you want." He nodded and turned the car to the door of a Japanese food store. Naturally, he didn't have to say where he chose. She couldn't help eating more and didn't stop until her stomach was full.

"Don't move." He shouted, picked up the paper towel at hand, stretched it out and helped her wipe off the rice grains adhered to her mouth. Just now she was too anxious. She didn't pay much attention. Unexpectedly, a rice grain was stuck on her face.

"What should I do? If you're not with me in the future, I may not even eat." She took a sip of the drink, her words were somewhat coquettish and angry, and she frowned slightly. It seemed that she had completely returned to her youth and sprinkled coquettish in front of him. She was not like the mother of several children at all.

"Then I'll always eat with you. I'll never make you hungry." He said it solemnly, and the smile on his mouth was very warm, but the firmness and solemnity in his eyes could not be hidden.

She smiled foolishly, revealing two white tiger teeth. Although she didn't apply any powder on her face and her face was still swollen, she was still beautiful, and her sense of girlishness was not reduced at all.

"Oh, Mr. Fu, what a coincidence to meet you here." Just then, a middle-aged man passed by their table. The man suddenly stopped, leaned over slightly, grinned, and the meat on his face piled up together. His eyes narrowed into a seam. He was a little fat, shining in the middle of his head and looked very greasy.

"President Liu." Fu also stood up symbolically, nodded, reached out and shook hands with the man. His attitude was neither salty nor light, and he could not see whether he liked it or not.

"This is Mrs. Fu." The president Liu also noticed her and looked around her stomach with a very respectful attitude.

She didn't know much about business, but looking at this posture, President Liu should have cooperated with Fu or wanted to cooperate with Fu. When she wanted to stand up and say hello, Fu qiaozun stopped her.

"Mr. Liu, my wife's body is inconvenient. If you have anything else to do, go and be busy." He just said a word gently, and President Liu immediately understood what he meant. People in the business field were very smart and their brains were exquisite and transparent, so president Liu didn't continue to stand here, exchanged greetings with him and left straight away.

Fu qinzun sat down again, took out a paper towel and wiped the hand that shook hands with President Liu just now. He always has a habit of cleanliness, which is also his consistent habit. The secretaries and assistants around him know it.

"Guess how old that Liu Zong was just now?" His eyes flashed a trace of cunning, slightly hooked the corners of his mouth, and his face was full of pride.

"I'm in my forties and fifties. It looks very old." She didn't care much. She whispered with her own inference.

"He is one year younger than me." He raised his head, put one hand on the table and tapped the table with his fingers. It was light and light, but there was a sense of superiority unconsciously.

"Oh, my God! No." Mu Yansheng couldn't help being shocked. Although he was so young that people often couldn't guess his real age, she couldn't connect him with the bald fat man just now. She had to admit that sometimes time is really a pig killing knife, but some people become the pig, while others are the xuanyue of Tsinghua University.

When he looked at her, the smile on his face became stronger. He knew she couldn't guess. In fact, few men of his age can still maintain his appearance and figure. Except for those male stars on the TV screen, in real life, whether rich men or men without money, they are less than half of his fingers at this age.

After dinner, he took her straight away. Just now he was sitting at the table. Many girls around him looked at them. Although she felt it, she didn't say it. Anyway, his temperament is here. She attracts bees and butterflies everywhere. She is also common. As long as she is the only one in his eyes.

"Why don't you get old and ugly?" She raised her hand to hold her head and looked at him in a daze. She engraved every inch of the lines on his face in her heart. Her doubts became more and more serious. She couldn't help asking. A pair of narrow apricot eyes rippled with fog.

"You just want me to grow old and ugly?" He slightly lifted his thin lips, and a little pride appeared in his deep eyes. His skin was born well. In addition, he loved exercise and spent a few hours in the gym every day, so he maintained a particularly good figure and his muscles were tight. Even if he didn't take care of it, he was particularly strong and charming.

"If you were older and uglier, I would have confidence when I walked beside you, and I wouldn't have to worry about you being hooked by a young girl." Her voice was getting smaller and smaller, as if she was trying and talking. She lowered her eyes slightly and covered the tension and worry in her eyes. This was really her heart. She was still embarrassed to say it like this.

He couldn't help laughing when he listened to her words. He just liked her honesty. He could say everything in detail. He never hid it. He was particularly comfortable with her. He didn't have to guess what was in her mind all day, because he could see through her at a glance.