President's Private Spoil Rule

After Zuo Shaoqing returned to his study, ye Rui was gone. There were still neatly arranged small cakes in various colors and flavors in front of his desk. Fu Qingyu's always bright smiling face was reflected on each cake.

Zuo Shaoqing ate each small cake carefully, each of which was sweet to the height of pea yellow.

She really thinks he likes to eat pea yellow.

Today is her birthday. He is eating the cake she prepared for him. In this way, it may also be a way of celebrating together.

Zuo Shaoqing thought about Fu Qingyu's white shirt smashed like a drawing board by tomatoes and the sudden bright smile on her face. She began to have a headache again. Her happiness was very simple. It seems that it doesn't matter whether there is him or not.

In the middle of the night, when Zuo Shaoqing was spitting on the washing table, Fu Qingyu quietly lay on the window outside the study and looked at the empty cake box over the table and smiled proudly.

So she left along the way for herself.

The security guard in the guard room yawned and changed shifts. Every time sect leader Fu came, he either touched the alarm bell or hit the guard. He raced against the clock like a field mouse to turn off this and press that before the alarm bell rang. Especially when she came, it was late at night. It was too painful.

In the next two days, Zuo Shaoqing rested for two days because of severe gastroenteritis. Fu Qingyu seemed to disappear and never came to haunt him again. If not for the roses that appear in the pen holder every night, he is in a trance. Does Fu Qingyu really exist.

On the night before Princess Shirley's wedding anniversary, Zuo Shaoqing sat in her study waiting for Fu Qingyu to arrive. He always needs a girlfriend.

So when Fu Qingyu climbed into the window biting two roses, Zuo Shaoqing pointed to the already prepared chair and motioned her to sit down.

Fu Qingyu put the flowers in the pen holder in twos and threes, pointed to his nose and asked strangely, "am I here?"

This is the first time Zuo Shaoqing asked her to sit down. Did she hear right?

"Yes." Zuo Shaoqing asked, "juice or milk tea?"

Huh?

Fu Qingyu almost suspected that she had auditory hallucinations. Her brain had some reactions, but her mouth still broke through the shackles of her brain and asked, "fruit, juice."

Zuo Shaoqing took a glass of juice from the side and put it in front of her. Fu Qingyu saw that there was still a glass of milk there.

So, is he waiting for her today?

Fu Qingyu's eyes brightened. Was it that the beauty was moved by her reluctant pursuit and finally decided to accept her and live a better and happy life from then on.

Fu Qingyu rubbed to his feet, excitedly stretched out his hands to him, with affectionate eyes, "Shaoqing, you..."

Before he finished, his hand sank. Instead of holding his hand, he put a delicate box in the palm of his hand.

"Here, for me?" Fu Qingyu swallowed her saliva and her eyes glittered. Is it the legendary token of love?

"Look, do you like it or not? You can change it if you don't like it?"

"I like it. As long as it's from you, I like it." Fu Qingyu refused. How can a love token be exchanged so hastily.

As soon as she opened it, she was stunned, "skirt?"

It's a very high-grade and beautiful dress at first sight. There are faint embroidery on the snow-white similar. You can see the setting of Chinese stand collar. The collar is embroidered with black dark lines, which looks a little British.

"Do you like it?" Asked Zuo Shaoqing.

This is the first time he has officially given a girl a skirt and invited a girl to be his girlfriend. To tell the truth, he is very nervous.

When he came back to find Zuo Xiaoyou in the past, at that time, because he was pure in mind and took care of Zuo Xiaoyou was entrusted by Zoe, he asked himself frankly, so he didn't have a trace of timidity.

But now, for the first time, he had a mind for someone other than his own responsibility, and everything became unreasonable.

This is an area beyond his control, and he is a little nervous.

Do you like it or not?

Fu Qingyu was a little upset. Of course she liked the gift from Zuo Shaoqing.

Zuo Shaoqing will jump up happily even if she gives her a leaf, but the skirt is different from the leaf. Does she have to wear it?

Fu Qingyu swallowed his saliva. "Do you want me to wear it?"

"Yes!"

As soon as Fu Qingyu gritted her teeth, she threw herself out. Although she wore a skirt for the first time, it was ugly. The beauty opened her mouth. She didn't agree.

So Zuo Shaoqing saw Fu Qingyu's fingers reach out to his clothes and quickly untie the two.

When Fu Qingyu was about to reveal the exquisite arc hill, Zuo Shaoqing quickly stopped her, "what are you doing?"

Fu Qingyu's face was covered. She looked at the skirt in the box, "change your clothes?"

"No, not now." Zuo Shaoqing quickly took out the invitation letter for Princess Shirley's wedding anniversary from the drawer and put it in her palm, "wear it tomorrow night."

Fu Qingyu stared straight. "Eh, I also have this, and so does little white dragon."

"So..."

"So you don't have to give it to me."

"You can go with me." Zuo Shaoqing said.

Fu Qingyu waved his hand very naturally and said very considerately, "it's so troublesome, and our family is not on the way. And I have to go home after school and take the old lady with me. "

If you go with Zuo Shaoqing, it will certainly delay his time.

Zuo Shaoqing did not force, "OK."

For the first time, Zuo Shaoqing personally opened her study and took her to the place where she parked outside the big iron gate.

"Next time you come over, don't climb over the wall, just ring the bell, and someone will open the door for you."

"Well, I came late. Ringing the bell will disturb others' rest. "

Zuo Shaoqing sighed silently. Only in this way can you make the security guard on duty more tired.

Zuo Shaoqing put the clothes box in his hand on the car and supported the door with one hand. His voice was very weak. "In the future, don't change clothes in front of other men."

As long as he thought of staring at the shadow of her changing clothes in the alley, he was particularly uncomfortable.

Fu Qingyu smiled, licked his face and said, "you're not another man."

Zuo Shaoqing hooked her lip and touched her hair when she lowered her head into the cab. "Drive carefully."

"Well, good!" Fu Qingyu waved his hand, stepped on the accelerator and the car flew out.

Then it crunched to a stop at a kilometer.

What just happened? Zuo Shaoqing sent her downstairs, told her to drive carefully and touched her head.

What does that mean?

This is a new milestone.

Fu Qingyu jumped out of the car uncontrollably, ran desperately on the road, jumped and shouted, "I've succeeded, I'll succeed soon, Zuo Shaoqing, I love you, and you must love me!"

The open and boundless night opened her voice and kept responding "love me, love me..."

Fu Qingyu was so excited that she couldn't help herself.

She touched her head for a while and looked at herself in the mirror affectionately. She tried to learn from Zuo Shaoqing's gentle eyes, "drive carefully..."

Ah, she's going crazy. She's excited to explode. What should I do?

She must share this good thing with the world.

So, at one o'clock in the morning, everyone from Qing to Xiao Bailong received her good news call.

The quiet world is full of chickens and dogs.