Transmigrated Into the Violent Boss’ Little Mermaid

"Huh?" Jun Qingyu raised his eyebrows, how many days?

Fu Yuanchuan didn't elaborate. Jun Qingyu only felt that his waist was tight, and a slight smile appeared in his eyes, "Then... if you have a few days, don't you have to clean up in advance?"

If you can’t finish the food, you should cover it and put it in the refrigerator, otherwise it will be wasted if you come back in a few days.

Seeing that Fu Yuanchuan didn't speak, Jun Qingyu tidied the table, put the refrigerator in the refrigerator, and the dishwasher in the dishwasher.

The sanitation robot at the door stood blankly.

Jun Qingyu cleaned very carefully, not even letting go of the corner details, and Fu Yuanchuan also helped clean up.

After setting it up, Jun Qingyu thought for a while and said: "Clean up the living room, as well as the study room upstairs. Robots don't get in much, and...ah!"

Before he finished speaking, Jun Qingyu only felt that everything in front of him had turned around, and when he recovered, he had been carried on his shoulders by Fu Yuanchuan.

Jun Qingyu couldn't help laughing, and reached out his hand to poke Fu Yuanchuan's waist, "Didn't you say take a bath first?"

Fu Yuanchuan raised his hand and patted, "Well, take a shower."

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The curtain has never been opened, and the slightest gap has not blocked all the possibility of sunlight infiltration.

Jun Qingyu opened his eyes in a daze, and for a while, he couldn't tell whether it was day or night.

I raised my hand to take the head of the bed and look at the time. However, the chain reaction caused the whole body to sore as soon as the hand moved, "Um..."

Jun Qingyu frowned, and put his slightly raised hand back again, as if he had been training in the fighting room for several days, coming back to sleep and waking up.

Not only was it sore, but the eyes were also a little dry, it might be because of crying too hard, and there was also some tingling in the throat, and the whole person seemed to be stripped of consciousness, not like himself.

As he was thinking, the hand lying on his waist tightened, Jun Qingyu subconsciously said: "No more..."

The voice is low and somewhat hoarse.

"Well, is it uncomfortable?" Fu Yuanchuan touched the ointment on the bedside, "Let me see."

"..." Jun Qingyu looked at the tube of ointment, vaguely remembering to do it again after taking the medicine before.

However, the ointment has swelling-reducing ingredients, and no matter what happens afterwards, it works well when applied.

After taking the medicine, Jun Qingyu lay in Fu Yuanchuan's arms and whimpered, "It hurts."

"Where does it hurt?"

Jun Qingyu shook his head, feeling uncomfortable all over, but he didn't say anything. He leaned forward and said, "Hug."

Fu Yuanchuan hugged Xiaoyu, patted his back and coaxed: "If it is really uncomfortable, go to the medical cabin to lie down for a while?"

The medical cabin is generally used to treat diseases, and it should be available now.

Jun Qingyu has never used that thing and didn't want to use it, and because of this kind of thing, he went to use the medical cabin...

"Don't go." Jun Qingyu thinks about it and forgets it, "You can lie down with me for a while."

Just lie down for a while, it's not a big problem.

"Okay." Fu Yuanchuan didn't have much to do for a few days before and after the new year. He just lay down with Xiaoyu, which is natural.

But I didn't just lie down and massage Xiaoyu to relieve the uncomfortable stiffness.

He was very tired. After staying quietly for a while, Jun Qingyu felt that he was about to fall asleep, and vaguely listened to someone talking in his ear, "Hungry?"

Jun Qingyu shook his head, lazily without answering.

When Fu Yuanchuan saw this, he didn't bother him again, stroking Xiaoyu's long hair to make him fall asleep.

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When Jun Qingyu woke up again, the soreness in his body was much lighter than last time. At least he would not feel uncomfortable when raising his hand or making other movements.

Fu Yuanchuan maintained his previous actions, waiting for Xiaoyu to wake up.

Jun Qingyu narrowed his eyes sleepily, "What time is it?"

"It's almost nine o'clock." Fu Yuanchuan turned on the night light, and the sky was completely dark outside, and it didn't matter whether the curtains were opened or not.

Seeing the little fish nuzzling in his arms and wanting to continue to sleep, Fu Yuanchuan quickly said, "You can eat something to sleep."

Although there is a nutrient solution for the small fish in the middle, the supplement is enough, but it is still a bit different from eating seriously.

"I don't want to eat." Jun Qingyu closed his eyes and whispered, "Are you hungry? If you are hungry, go down and eat something."

"I'm not hungry, but you eat something before going to sleep." Fu Yuanchuan handed Guangnao to him, "Playing with Guangnao, don't sleep first, I'll be back soon."

"Um... kiss." Jun Qingyu opened his eyes with difficulty after hearing this. Although he was sleepy, he would choose to listen to Fu Yuanchuan's words.

Seeing a touch of warmth on the soft fish Fu Yuanchuan's face, he leaned over and gently dropped a kiss on his cheek, "Goodbye."

Jun Qingyu hugged the pillow and let out a long sigh of relief, "You come back quickly."

"it is good."

Seeing Fu Yuanchuan leave, Jun Qingyu fumbled and picked up the light brain. After opening it, he subconsciously looked up at the date on it.

...Has it been two days since they registered? No, it's night now. If you count it carefully, it should be more than two and a half days.

Jun Qingyu blinked, no wonder he was so tired.

The optical brain is Fu Yuanchuan's optical brain. Jun Qingyu's own is still on the bedside, but he is too lazy to take it, and there is no news that he is interested in, so he didn't get his own.

The top searches are all New Year greetings. Jun Qingyu has browsed around and then went down. Below are the real hot searches.

Then he saw Fu Yuanchuan's name on the first hot search, and Jun Qingyu's heart jumped immediately.

Why is Fu Yuanchuan's name on the hot search at this time? Related person: Fu Yuanchuan, these words are clearly placed first.

I hurriedly clicked in and found that it was not a major event, but a message of congratulations to the registration.

The time is also on the day of their registration. It is not the latest hot search. It should have been since the hot search.

It shouldn't be the news released by the staff. Jun Qingyu thought that they were coming and going very low-key, and did not arouse any ideas. Unexpectedly, they went on a hot search that day.

Blogger: [A CP fan met Marshal Fu at the registration office, and the Marshal took his wife to register in person, blessings! 】

The picture attached is the number plate of the registration office, not the photos of Fu Yuanchuan and Jun Qingyu.

[Haha good guys, does the marketing account hit performance at the end of the year? How dare to gossip on the marshal? 】

[Peeking into the screen in the CP Super Talk, I really have you. 】

[Is it really registered? I can't believe that the Marshal can get out of the order in his lifetime. 】

[Mrs. Marshal admitted by the Marshal personally, registration is only a matter of time, the identity has already been determined. 】

...

Many comments are very mixed, and there are many people who participated in the discussion, otherwise it is impossible to post on the hot search for so many days and have not been down.

There are all kinds of comments for people who are curious about whether this matter is true or not.

There are also some marketing accounts that have been in rhythm. Recently, Fu Yuanchuan has a relatively high probability of appearing on hot searches, including when he was fighting with Fu Chengyu in public opinion, and later when the dessert shop opened, all in the name of Fu Yuanchuan.

The Imperial Military Department did not give an exact answer, and none of them said what was wrong.

However, CP fans are very happy and write fanarts with great interest.

Jun Qingyu read a few and cut it out. The private chat message also contains a lot of content. Jun Qingyu asked the person who asked about the dessert shop to return a few, then opened his personal homepage and modified the opening time.

I have been tired recently, and I have to extend my vacation. At the same time, I have proposed to increase the amount of fruit and vegetable juice online, which can be regarded as a little compensation for the extended vacation.

Everyone is fine at home during the Spring Festival. It's still early, and not many people go to bed so early.

As soon as Jun Qingyu posted on Weibo, there were comments soon, and the comment area was wailing.

[Wow... my happiness is gone. 】

[When I saw this Weibo and held back tears for the Chinese New Year, I almost forgot what the fruits and vegetables in the dessert shop are like. 】

[You only care about eating, I am not the same, I want to ask whether the lady or the marshal is online now? ? ? 】

[I knock! The sister’s angle is so strange that I also became curious. The lady should be in charge of the dessert shop, right? Well, no matter who is online, you have to say: Congratulations on registering! 】

Jun Qingyu thought for a while, and returned a little cat expression under his comment.

【! ! ! Really registered! 】

[Are you stamping the seal? ! Ahhhhhhhh! This dog food for the New Year is very full. 】

[Hey, say it earlier, I eat less before New Year’s Eve, this will support me. 】

Let’s comment on the refreshing one by one. Jun Qingyu was pushed down before he could look at it, and it was too troublesome to turn down. It happened to be that when he heard the sound of opening the door at this time, he closed his brain and didn’t look again, and got up to the bed The table pulled over.

Just sit on the side of the bed and do it. There are wheels underneath, so it's very convenient and effortless to pull.

When Fu Yuanchuan came in and saw Xiaoyu set up the table, he directly put the supper in the tray on the table, "Just make it simple, and I'll make something delicious for you tomorrow."

Time was tight at night, and I was afraid that Xiaoyu was waiting on it in a hurry, so Fu Yuanchuan hurried up after he got it right.

Jun Qingyu looked at the dishes on the table. They didn't look like leftovers from last time. They should be freshly made. The dessert after the meal was a small ball of ice cream.

During the meal, Jun Qingyu thought for a while and said: "There are many people on the Internet asking whether the registration is true or not. I replied with a congratulatory comment on the registration."

Fu Yuanchuan nodded when he heard the words, "It's okay, it's the same for your announcement."

The public relations department of the Imperial Military Department is open all year round. Generally, such news is announced by them, but Fu Yuanchuan did not tell them the registration news. Therefore, now the public relations department does not know whether the uproarious registrations posted on the Internet are true or false.

"Yeah." Jun Qingyu ate a small bowl of rice, and then ate with ice cream.

Upon seeing this, Fu Yuanchuan took Xiaoyu's rice and put it in his bowl, and poured him another bowl of soup.

After eating, Jun Qingyu lay back on the bed and planned to rest. Yu Guang caught a glimpse of something, and he was shocked. Is there this box there before?

There is no such thing in his impression.

Jun Qingyu took the bedside box suspiciously and placed it under his bare head.

Without rashly opening the lid, Jun Qingyu raised his voice and asked, "Yuanchuan, what is this?"

Fu Yuanchuan packed up the bowls and chopsticks and handed them to the robot. He turned around and took a look.

"Pearls?" Jun Qingyu repeated Fu Yuanchuan's words, and opened the box. It was filled with small pearls, some of which were rounder and some of abnormal shapes. "Bought it?"

"No."

When Fu Yuanchuan said these two words, Jun Qingyu was stunned for a moment, and felt that something was wrong for no reason.

The next moment, I only heard Fu Yuanchuan say: "You cried out."