Transmigrated Into the Violent Boss’ Little Mermaid

"No kiss." Fu Yuanchuan curled his fingertips and rubbed Xiaoyu's cheek, and said, "I can hold you to sleep."

"Um... don't." Jun Qingyu closed the quilt and hit Hatch and whispered: "I will feel sleepy when you are by my side. I didn't feel anything if I didn't sleep all night when you went out for a meeting last time. "

"Hasn't slept all night?"

"..."

A trace of clarity flashed through the sleepy brain, and Jun Qingyu was stunned for an instant. He quietly raised his head and glanced at Fu Yuanchuan, then quickly retracted his gaze, and hugged himself with his hands around his knees.

Fu Yuanchuan looked down, only to see Jun Qingyu curled up into a ball, with a weak and pitiful feeling.

When I saw such a small fish in the past, this incident may have passed.

But Fu Yuanchuan has always been strict with Xiaoyu's physical condition. When he went out for a meeting, he thought Xiaoyu was asleep, and he didn't expect to stay up all night.

"You will hurt your body a lot like this."

Jun Qingyu nodded honestly.

"Stay up late is also a waste of energy."

Jun Qingyu continued to nod her head obediently.

"I try to go out as little as possible in the future and hold video conferences."

Jun Qingyu nodded... After a pause, he looked at Fu Yuanchuan in surprise, "You..."

Fu Yuanchuan straightened out Xiaoyu's hair, tied it behind him with a hair rope, and said, "I'll stay with you, so I won't stay up late."

Through the present Fu Yuanchuan, Jun Qingyu seemed to be unable to see the person who had to approve documents and indulge in work before holding the sick body.

He got down from the chair, the thinness on his body was slid to the ground and piled up at his feet. Jun Qingyu didn't care, and threw himself into Fu Yuanchuan's arms, urging, "Are you sure you won't stay up late?"

Fu Yuanchuan stabilized the little fish and said with certainty: "Yes."

Jun Qingyu leaned close to his ear and breathed softly: "Really?"

"..."

Perceiving Fu Yuanchuan's stature, Jun Qingyu chuckled and let go, "Well, then I will go to bed on time. Today is the last day to stay up all night, I'm going to stare at the account news."

As soon as the voice fell, Jun Qingyu felt his wrist being held, and Fu Yuanchuan's eyes were facing each other. He asked innocently, "What's the matter?"

"It's still early." Fu Yuanchuan casually brushed away the decorations on the table, picked up the little fish on it, and gently kissed his lips, "Stay up late on the last day and celebrate."

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The air circulation inside the house is turned on, and the sound from the lowest wind speed is so small that you can hardly hear it if you don't listen carefully.

Fu Yuanchuan sat in a chair with a small fish wrapped in a thin quilt, and quietly waited for feedback from the comment area after the news was released.

The message was sent out on time. Jun Qingyu's fingers were sour that he couldn't hold the mouse. Fu Yuanchuan held his hand to manipulate the mouse, which was considered to be sent by the two together.

Jun Qingyu leaned in front of him, closed his eyes but didn't sleep. He now wants to be sleepy and wants to read the comments above, but after waiting so long, isn't it just to read the latest comments.

The comment was deleted too quickly. If he noticed that he deleted the comments that he hadn't had time to read, he couldn't be restored.

It is obvious that those people who have been deleted have not noticed this side, and they just happened to go to bed after reading it for the first time.

After the long text was sent out, Jun Qingyu leaned in Fu Yuanchuan's arms and briefly checked the long text on the screen. He checked it several times before sending it out, and now he only reads it through.

"About Mental Illness in DC5 Residential Area"

[Interstellar fruits and vegetables cannot be grown in large areas. I once asked someone to set up a professional laboratory to study how to increase the output of fruits and vegetables. Not long ago, I accidentally obtained experimental varieties. The fruits and vegetables grown are rich in spiritual energy and can be used to treat mental illnesses, but the yield is low. Temporarily unable to supply in large quantities...]

[After internal consultation, it was decided to open a dessert shop that uses aura-rich fruits and vegetables to make diet, and give priority to patients with mental illness in DC5 residential areas. 】

Finally, attach the address and opening time, each word is typed by Jun Qingyu himself.

When the fruits and vegetables were first supplied to the Fu Yuanchuan Corps, Fu Yuanchuan once bought the planet to grow ordinary fruits and vegetables in order to cover up the existence of fruits and vegetables in space.

It's just that the output is very small and of little use.

The source of the fruits and vegetables can now be explained directly by the new varieties that Fu Yuanchuan experimented with.

Jun Qingyu wrote very rigorously, every detail was added, and there was almost no chance of questioning.

Fu Yuanchuan refreshed the interface and said, "Someone commented."

Jun Qingyu hurriedly sat up straight and looked over. Whenever he moved, the thin quilt on his body would inevitably slip off his shoulders.

Fu Yuanchuan's expression darkened, Xiaoyu's complexion was very white, and the traces were very clear. He raised his hand to grasp the thin quilt and covered it again, "Be careful."

"Yeah." Jun Qingyu nodded indifferently. He quickly glanced at the comment area and said, "The response is pretty good."

The first time I found out that Fu Yuanchuan had made public remarks on an account that Fu Yuanchuan hadn't used for a long time, it must have been a long time to follow Fu Yuanchuan.

Fu Yuanchuan's reputation among the people far surpasses other marshals, and it may also be related to his origin.

He was a civilian walking out, so he would have a more favorable impression of Fu Yuanchuan.

[Unexpectedly, it was the Marshal who tried to save people in the end. What did those high-ranking empires do? ! 】

[Hey, I’m busy deleting comments, I have been banned for three numbers, and I’ve been deleting since the mermaid egg and Zerg issues, I really don’t know who is disgusting. 】

[Are there really fruits and vegetables that can treat mental illness? Is this the reason why the Empire’s fruits and vegetables are supplied in quantity? 】

[I don’t know... I’ve never seen fruits and vegetables when I’ve grown up. Those things are only for the nobles, just like the mermaid. I want to say that this empire has problems! 】

[Stop talking, the number for a while has been blocked again. 】

...

Everyone knows whether or not they will be banned or why they will be banned.

Sending this long article facing the wind, basically slapped the face of the leader of the empire.

After all, the other party had contacted Fu Yuanchuan before and wanted to buy fruits and vegetables with aura, but he was rejected by Fu Yuanchuan. When he turned his head, he saw that Fu Yuanchuan opened his own shop and sold related things. It was inevitable that he would be angry.

But Jun Qingyu didn't care whether he was angry or not.

Fu Yuanchuan said: "Okay, after reading the comments, it's time to go to bed."

"Um... my hands are sore." Jun Qingyu leaned back in front of Fu Yuanchuan, staring at him eagerly.

"I'll rub it for you."

"Legs hurt too."

"I'll put some medicine on you, the kind of ointment last time?"

"Ok."

Fu Yuanchuan coaxed, turned off the computer and carried Xiaoyu back.

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The next day, Jun Qingyu woke up very early and opened his eyes just after six o'clock.

I was thinking about opening the shop the next day, and I woke up naturally at some point.

When he was in a daze, he noticed the movement of people around him, and Jun Qingyu hit a Hache, turned his head to see Fu Yuanchuan holding the light brain to deal with the news, "Um...what are you up to?"

Fu Yuanchuan said: "It's about the dessert shop."

Apart from him and Xiaoyu, no third person knew about the opening of the store. Now that the news is released, there will naturally be many unknown people asking.

Several marshals also sent a message, and Fu Yuanchuan chose to reply.

Jun Qingyu nodded. Seeing that he was busy, he didn't bother him. Instead, he touched the light brain on the bedside and read the comments.

After opening it, I found that the trumpet that was blocked yesterday was cancelled today, but he could only use the ID account to view it.

There was no **** storm in the comment area, and most of them were expressing happiness.

In the morning time was tight, Jun Qingyu simply took a look and got out of bed to wash.

Fu Yuanchuan woke up earlier than Xiaoyu, and after washing up, he went back to bed with Xiaoyu, and when he woke up, he would reply to Guangbrain news.

Jun Qingyu intends to go to the store in advance to make preparations. There will be more people coming today. Although patients with illness are given priority, there will also be other people who want to buy desserts for prevention.

Going late may delay the closing time.

Originally, Fu Yuanchuan was afraid that it would be very busy and tiring to get Xiaoyu like this, but after thinking about it, Xiaoyu has his own job, which seems to be a good thing.

You can better integrate Xiaoyu into the empire.

"Let's go there after breakfast." Fu Yuanchuan prepared a simple meat porridge, "I may not have time to cook for myself when I go to the dessert shop."

This time is too early, before Jun Qingyu is hungry, he thought for a while and said, "Let's eat on the way."

"also."

There is always a packaged insulation box at home, which is also convenient to store.

Sitting in the car, Jun Qingyu held the warm porridge and drank slowly.

Fu Yuanchuan added some side dishes to him from time to time, peeled an egg or something.

Small fish must ensure a balanced nutrition.

Jun Qingyu ate slowly. After breakfast, he almost arrived at the place. He just looked at the crowds on both sides of the road. He almost didn't recognize that this place was the place he used to visit before.

He expected that there would be many people, but he didn't expect that there would be so many.

If it weren't for passing cars from time to time on the road, I'm afraid the road would be full of people.

With so many people driving in, there is no traffic jam on the way in, which is a bit strange.

Jun Qingyu leaned against the window and looked outside carefully, and found that...people in interstellar military uniforms were organizing order outside, as well as security checks, and many people had already been stopped.

You don't need to ask to know that these people must have been arranged by Fu Yuanchuan.

Thanks to the presence of these people, their car was not surrounded and settled to the door.

There was already a long line in front of the dessert shop.

Fu Yuanchuan thought for a while, adjusted the landing place of the suspended vehicle, and turned to the back door. It was empty here because it was not allowed to enter.

Entering from the back door, Fu Yuanchuan said, "I'll cut it for you in a while, and you can just process the cut fruits and vegetables."

Jun Qingyu was taking out the fruits and vegetables in the space and putting them in the table and the basket beside him, and said, "Okay."

As far as the conditions of the people outside are concerned, he can't be too busy himself.

The price is just as it was printed when the shop was opened. The original price is still reasonable, unlike Star Pirates who increase the price indiscriminately.

Patients from residential areas will be free of charge until they are cured.

After everything was ready, Fu Yuanchuan helped him tidy up the mask, "I'll open the door."

"Ok."

Opening the door, everyone didn't rush in and push in, but only three people came in in an orderly manner.

The first boy said: "Fu, Fu, Fu..."

A mouth, a single word stuck for a long time, and he blushed.

"Order here." Fu Yuanchuan handed over the menu.

"Okay." The boy suppressed the nervousness in his heart and couldn't help asking, "Marshal Fu, is what you said on the Internet is true? Is this really your store?"

Fu Yuanchuan said lightly: "No."

Upon hearing this, Jun Qingyu couldn't help raising his eyes and looking at Fu Yuanchuan, as if he was curious about why he denied it.

The boy was taken aback, "That..."

Fu Yuanchuan looked at Jun Qingyu next to him, with a gentle smile in his eyes and said, "Marshal Fu and his wife opened the shop together."