The mystery husband is a little bad

Mu Shenrong is cleaning the table in the living room. Hearing Fu Ran's scream, he walks towards the bathroom. As a result, they collide at the door.

The towel on Fu Ran's hand slipped carelessly.

Mu Shenrong's eyes opened, Fu ran looked down, and then his eyes widened: "ah --"

she didn't have time to pick up the towel on the ground, so she poked two fingers deep into Mu Shenrong's eyes.

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Afterwards, they sat in the living room.

Mu Shenrong kept dropping eyedrops into his eyes. Fu ran sat on one side like a needle. She didn't think so much at that time, just instinctively stretched out her hand. How could she know that it would be so serious? His eyes were full of tears. But if it wasn't for him to stare at himself, she wouldn't have such a cruel hand.

Now listening to Mu Shenrong's complaints and reproaches, she is more or less uneasy, but he has been nagging for so long, his mouth is not tired, and she has to cocoon her ears.

"Well, you've had enough. I'm not the only one to blame for this. Who asked you? Cough, even if I was wrong, I'm sorry to you. Can you stop talking?"

"What if I'm blind? Can you take care of me all my life? Do you think that's what I read voluntarily? I didn't come to see you because I was worried about you. You didn't take the bath towel well. Can you blame me? You're really a good Samaritan and don't know the heart of good people. " Mu Shenrong's eyes are closed. You are welcome to speak.

Fu ran raised his hands and surrendered: "yes, it's my fault. I thank you. Thank you for your concern. Sit down and rest. I'll do it for dinner today."

Fu Ran has a headache to death. Obviously, she has suffered a great loss and he has seen all of it. But this man is good. He has put all the mistakes on her. If you get a typical price, you can still sell your baby. But there is no way. It seems that he can't be blamed for this.

In a word, Fu ran can only admit his misfortune.

I can only blame this house for its time. Some parts really need to be replaced, but how can she be unlucky? She knew that she should wash them first, so there was not so much to do.

Fu ran walked into the kitchen gloomily. Mu Shenrong, who was leaning his head on the sofa, suddenly raised his head and looked at me in the direction of the kitchen. He saw that Fu ran was busy in the kitchen. His mouth was smiling like a sly fox.

If Fu ran saw him like this, he had to pick his fox skin.

"Dinner." Vegetable Mu Shenrong was ready, so fu ran quickly brought out the food.

Mu Shenrong's eyes were much better. He sat at the table, looked at some simple and clean dishes on the table, and nodded: "it's not bad to sell, but it seems to be worse than me."

Fu ran rolled his eyes and put the chopsticks in front of him: "you are right. How can I compare with Professor mu in terms of craftsmanship? So I think Professor Mu is better at cooking."

"Yes, so you agree to let me stay. I'll have breakfast and dinner after that."

Fu ran was shocked. He didn't expect to give himself such a big set. He didn't expect Mu Shenrong to be so mean and shameless. He put gold on his face.

But the water splashed out by the words they said could not meet each other. Let's live here. Lin's house was originally lent to her for a temporary stay. It seems that Mu Shenrong can also borrow it.

Seeing that Fu ran no longer spoke, Mu Shenrong smiled contentedly: "well, the taste is not bad, and it's not much worse than me."

Fu ran regretted that there was no room, so he had to give up his life: "you'll have to wait and repair the water pipe."

"No problem. I'll not only have a water pipe, but also a toilet. Don't worry, live with me and make sure you're comfortable."

Fu Ran's words went around his mouth, and finally he swallowed them all. He nodded, "I'm full. I'll go back to my room first."

The rest of the work was done by Mu Shenrong.

In the past, only a piece of paper and a pot of cooked porridge were left to Fu ran in the morning. But this morning, Fu ran was not used to seeing Mu Shenrong, the living Buddha, sitting at the table smiling and serving himself.

"Why are you still at home? You usually go out."

"I just transferred last week, night shift. This week we start day shift. We can meet every day later. But don't worry, I will prepare your breakfast and dinner for you. It won't make you hungry."

"Every day in the future?" Fu ran can swallow a big bun with his mouth open, which is different from what she expected.

Mu Shenrong raised a handsome smile: "what's the matter? How happy to see me? Yes, my face is really pleasant to watch. I should have a good meal. Come on, have breakfast. "

Fu ran felt ten thousand heads of grass and mud galloping through her heart. It was totally different from what she expected. If she knew that she would face to face every day, she could not agree.

"Although I know you can't close your happy mouth, I'd better hurry to breakfast, or you'll be late. Let's wait for you to come back in the evening. OK, I have to go first, and you should hurry up."Fu ran had a stiff breakfast. He was almost late. Fortunately, he came in a little bit stuck. However, as soon as he entered the door, Fu ran felt that the atmosphere was strange. He felt that everyone looked at her differently today.

Zhao Ting, however, was still joking. Fu ran would think that he had two horns on his head.

Fu Ran's heart was different. At noon, he asked Zhao Ting, "what's the matter? I'm weird."

Zhao Ting whistled, "because you are famous."

"What makes me famous? Make it clear. What did I do?"

Without waiting for Zhao ting to reply, Xia Yi appeared behind Fu ran and said to her, "Fu ran, the minister will go to see you."

"The minister wants me?" Fu ran was surprised. She must not have met the minister at this time.

Wang Yang and Hou Jun on one side were all shocked when they heard Xia Yi's words. Wang Yang was worried. Hou Jun was worried and expected. This really shocked the minister. If the minister also thought that Fu Ran's personal behavior was improper, he would probably be removed from the list, so that their competitors would be one less.

"OK, I'll go now."

Fu ran came to the door of the minister's office, took a deep breath, and knocked on the door of the minister's office.

Although Mr. Lin has mentioned it many times, the current minister is one of his favorite students, but Fu Ran is still the first time to see the real person, which inevitably makes him nervous, so he is also a little restrained when standing in front of the Minister: "minister Zhao, Hello, I'm Fu ran, you come to me."