Chapter 113

"I don't like snacks." Zhao Qiqing pushed away the snacks in a temper and didn't go to see Fu xishen.

"Really don't eat?" Looking at the angry little woman in front of him, Fu xishen directly took out a packet of tomato flavored potato chips and opened them in front of her.

The crisp voice came from Fu xishen's mouth. Zhao Qiqing swallowed her saliva, and her nose was full of her favorite tomato flavor.

Seeing Zhao Qiqing's reaction, Fu xishen's indifferent eyes flashed a smile and raised his voice: "what's the taste? It's terrible."

Then he threw the potato chips aside and wiped his fingers with a paper towel, as if potato chips were his most disgusting thing.

Zhao Qiqing can not eat Fu xishen's potato chips. She can't stand Fu xishen insulting her favorite potato chips.

Zhao Qiqing took a handful of potato chips and looked at Fu xishen unhappily. "It's your own problem. It has nothing to do with it."

The little white rabbit took the bait. Fu xishen's cold mouth made a radian and said carelessly, "it's just snacks. There's no need to worry about it."

"What snack? It's not important to you, it's the most important to me."

Listening to Zhao Qiqing's words, Fu xishen nodded approvingly and stared at Zhao Qiqing with deep eyes: "would you like to talk to me?"

It seems that assistant Wei's tricks are very useful. Zhao Qiqing has an obsession with snacks and does not allow anyone to insult it.

Zhao Qiqing was slightly stunned and realized her behavior just now. She lowered her head again and didn't speak.

The landlady just brought food to Fu xishen and whispered to Zhao Qiqing, "Qiqing, what's the matter? Your husband came with a gift and didn't know how to take him to choose some dishes."

"He doesn't like eating." Zhao Qiqing said sullenly, holding noodles with chopsticks.

"What's the matter with you child? Don't come next time you don't bring him."

Zhao Qiqing instantly felt excluded and looked at the landlady in shock: "aunt, don't you like me? He's only come twice. You're so towards him."

"Why don't you like you? Forgive your husband for being so kind to you."

The landlady saw at a glance that the two were making contradictions and wanted them to communicate more, so as not to leave misunderstandings.

Seeing the landlady leave, Zhao Qiqing blushed and didn't speak. The landlady really took Fu xishen as her husband.

"The Bento was sent by Anning. After you left, it was thrown into the dustbin. The restaurant came across by chance. Anning asked me to find something for her, but I refused."

Fu xishen said what Zhao Qiqing saw today. His cold words didn't have any nostalgia for peace.

"Then why did you let her hold your arm?" Zhao Qiqing asked tentatively.

"Got rid of it." Fu xishen answered Zhao Qiqing's question truthfully.

"Can you keep her away from you next time?" Zhao Qiqing made a small request.

The person she likes must not be coveted by other women.

"OK." Fu xishen answered Zhao Qiqing without hesitation. "Why didn't you explain her husband's affairs?"

"Ah?" Zhao Qiqing suddenly looked up and smiled, "I thought you wouldn't come."

Zhao Qiqing still regards Fu xishen as her husband and doesn't want to face the cold reality.

"Can husband and wife sit so far?" Fu Xi took a deep look at the distance between them. They looked more like friends. No wonder the landlady saw the clue of them.

Zhao Qiqing looked at her position, then looked in the direction of the kitchen and said softly, "you sit here."

To reach his goal, Fu xishen put the snacks aside and pushed the bowl directly in front of Zhao Qiqing.

Looking at the tall figure sitting next to her, Zhao Qiqing only felt a pressure coming on him.

"Can you not sit too close?"

Zhao Qiqing wanted to stay away from Fu xishen, only to find that she was already in the corner and had no way to retreat.

Looking up, the boss and his wife are laughing secretly. Zhao Qiqing's face is red.

"Eat quickly. The noodles are going to lump." Fu xishen picked up chopsticks, picked up noodles and put them on Zhao Qiqing's mouth, waiting for her to open her mouth.

"Fu xishen, I can eat by myself." Zhao Qiqing wants Fu xishen to put down her hand.

"I won't say it again." Fu xishen looked at Zhao Qiqing with threatening eyes, "they are all looking at us."

Yu Guang saw their gossip eyes. Zhao Qiqing suddenly regretted coming here for dinner.

Opening her mouth obediently, Zhao Qiqing felt the delicious food in her mouth and subconsciously closed her mouth to chew.

The chopsticks in Fu xishen's hand had not been pulled out in time, and Zhao Qiqing bit it directly.

"So hungry?" Looking at Zhao Qiqing's lovely little appearance, Fu xishen moved his chopsticks.

With her mouth slightly open, Zhao Qiqing felt that the chopsticks in her mouth were removed. She immediately swallowed the face in her mouth and pointed to the face in front of Fu xishen: "eat it, too. It will be cold soon."

Seeing the two become intimate, the landlady looked at the man around her unhappily: "look at them, you don't know romance at all."

"Wife, aren't I busy? I'll have dinner with you when I have time."

At the end of a meal, Zhao Qiqing blushed, and Fu xishen's words were still around her ears.

The first time I heard Fu xishen coax the girl, Zhao Qiqing was full of joy, and the noodles in her mouth were much better than before.

"Take you home?" After saying goodbye to the boss and his wife, Fu xishen looked at Zhao Qiqing.

"No, I drove here." Zhao Qiqing pointed to her car not far away and didn't find Fu xishen's car.

Aware of Zhao Qiqing's confusion, Fu xishen said faintly, "I didn't drive.

Zhao Qiqing looked at Fu xishen in surprise: "then how do you go back?"

The hotel is far from the city. If Fu xishen wants to walk back, he may have to walk until dawn.

"If you are not here, I can only walk back."

Fu xishen is very sure that Zhao Qiqing is here.

"Who knows if you will take a taxi secretly."

Zhao Qiqing snorted coldly. Society is so developed that she doesn't believe Fu xishen will really go back.

"I can't take a taxi."

Zhao Qiqing widened her eyes and asked incredulously, "won't you?"

"Every time the driver drives me, or I drive myself." Fu xishen suddenly approached Zhao Qiqing, and his low voice was attached to Zhao Qiqing's ear, "but tonight, I can be your driver."

His ears turned red because of Fu Xi's deep hot breath. He stepped back and said unnaturally, "here's the key."

Looking at Zhao Qiqing's shy and eager to escape, Fu xishen smiled softly and played with the key in his hand: "I can be your driver for a lifetime."

Zhao Qiqing has been waiting for him in the co pilot. Fu xishen found the starter and left the hotel.

Looking at the car driving towards Fu xishen's apartment, Zhao Qiqing clenched her hands tightly together and stopped talking.

After Fu xishen stopped the car, Zhao Qiqing summoned up the courage to say, "Fu xishen, I think it's better to go home."

Fu xishen turned to Zhao Qiqing and said faintly, "well, you go home."

After a pause, he said, "it's OK to live here. I don't mind."