Chapter 1768

Song Xiaoyu has some understanding of Fu Weichen's living habits. Fu Weichen is not too picky about food and is not very picky about eating. Although it can be seen that he lives in a good family, he is not a very difficult person to serve. After Song Xiaoyu sent him a message, he never received her reply, so she went to the market to buy vegetables.

What she thinks is that she is willing to make food for him. In fact, sometimes she just thinks that this love is really interesting. It can always make people more willing to go home and take their own clothes. Chen Bo and Chen's aunt heard that he went to Fu Weichen's place and thought that he would give her a supplementary lesson. She didn't say anything more, just when she asked her to go, Pay attention to the safety class.

She didn't have a lot of things, so she carried a backpack. There were always toiletries there. After putting down her things, she went to the market to buy vegetables and some fresh vegetables.

Song Xiaoyu feel very happy, because like, so willing to be so busy.

When Fu Weichen came home, he opened the door and thought she hadn't come back. She was busy working in the kitchen and humming in a minor tone. He frowned gently, thinking that she was really good and unpromising. How big is this? In the end, what's so happy? Have never been confessed by boys?

Singing when you cook?

Fu Weichen changed his shoes at the door. He went to the kitchen and took a look at several dishes. He was silent. Then he sat on the sofa. Song Xiaoyu felt that he had entered the kitchen for a while, and then came out again. She took the spatula and went to the living room and said to him, "you are back."

"Well." He responded in a deep tone, no different from usual.

Song Xiaoyu smile, "I stew the soup, and then give you knead waist, and so on can eat."

Song Xiaoyu said that in fact, she felt that he came back half an hour earlier than he had to come back a few days ago.

Stewed with fish soup, she washed her hands, and then went to the sofa.

"Why don't you get down?" Song Xiaoyu saw that he didn't lie down, and then asked some puzzled questions. Then he felt that Fu Weichen's eyes were wrong today. Fu Weichen's deep eyes were staring at her, which made her feel a little embarrassed for a while. She reached out and touched her face, thinking that there should be nothing on her face, nothing on it. But why did he always look at it? And it doesn't blink.

"I don't want you to rub it." Fu Wei Chen leans on the sofa, the tone is extremely cold.

"Ah? You don't want me to rub it. Why? No more pain? "

"It hurts." Fu Wei sank to see him, "but I can bear it."

When song Xiaoyu heard this, he thought that he was so strange. "So, will your assistant come here?"

"No

"What's the matter with you?" Song Xiaoyu thinks he is strange. His tone is cold and his face is handsome. He has no expression. In her opinion, his expression is really stinky and even a little unhappy.

"I have a stomachache." He said, took a deep breath, and went straight down.

"Why do you have stomachache again? You are so young. How come your waist is broken and your stomach is not good." Song Xiaoyu is a little worried. He is not 30 years old and his health is so bad. How frightening it is.

"My waist is very good. Why is my waist pregnant?" Fu Wei said in a dull voice, as if to say that his waist is broken is really very, very sensitive.

"It's not bad, it's not bad. You have to do the same with stomachache. I'll rub your waist first." Song Xiaoyu said, and then pushed, motioning for him to lift up his clothes. Although he liked him in his heart, he did not dare to lift his clothes openly. Today, he was dressed in black trousers and white shirt, and his shirt was tied in his trousers.

Fu Weichen sat up and untied her belt in front of him. Her face turned red. She immediately felt that it was quite embarrassing. She quickly lowered her head, but she felt that it was a waist rub for him. She forced herself not to think about it. Waiting for Fu Weichen to lie down, she warmed the wine in her hands and gently applied it to his waist.

She gently pressed, in fact, secretly checked some massage techniques on the Internet today. Song Xiaoyu felt that today should be more comfortable than yesterday.

"Down a little." The man lying on his stomach suddenly said.

Song Xiaoyu obediently put his finger down two inches. Before he could exert himself, he said, "go down again!"

Song Xiaoyu stays, then If you go down, you'll meet him It's buttocks!

"It didn't go down like this yesterday..."

"Where do I hurt? Can I not know? Press down! " The man's voice was cold and cold. Song Xiaoyu pursed his lips and couldn't help but read: "down again, down again. Is this the waist?"

Only feel such a low murmur, she really dare not so blatantly challenge him.

In a word, song Xiaoyu felt that he kneaded his waist today, which was a little strange. Looking at him lying there, motionless, he felt that he thought too much.

When it was about time, she immediately went to wash her hands. She didn't want to stay here for a minute. She trotted to wash her hands. She didn't know how. She felt her hands were hot. Song Xiaoyu pursed her lips, and then she couldn't help laughing, because Fu Weishen's figure was really wonderful.Fu Weichen went to his room to change his clothes, and then went to the dining room. He looked at Song Xiaoyu, a small fish, busy in the kitchen. "I was confessed today, very happy?"

"No Song Xiaoyu picked up the dishes and chopsticks and told him.

"It's normal for a girl to be confessed happy by a boy. I think you are very happy today. When I come back, I'm singing!" Fu Weichen said, the tone is light, the expression is light.

Song Xiaoyu immediately explained: "I'm not very happy. I don't like my classmate. In fact, he is not my classmate. He met me when I went to summer camp. He was from No.2 Middle School. When he confessed to me today, I was quite surprised. I didn't expect that he would like me, but I didn't like him. I really don't like me, i..." Song Xiaoyu suddenly shut up and didn't understand why he was so nervous, but also told him about it.

Fu Weichen raised his eyebrows to look at her, but did not speak.

Song Xiaoyu said: "I don't want to fall in love, I want to go to school well, and I don't want to fall in love so early." She said, and then went to carry a meal, feeling that she was really special and uninteresting. She didn't know why she was so nervous. Was she afraid that he would misunderstand her?

Besides, Fu Weichen doesn't like her. She really doesn't know why she has to explain so much to him. It's true.

When she sat down to eat, song Xiaoyu felt that her good mood was not so good, because she had made clear her mind. What she liked was Fu Weichen. She felt very happy when she thought that she could cook for him and live with him. Although she did not dare to tell him and tell him, she felt happy, but she really said it, When he had no expression, she was not so happy. She could not help thinking, if he also liked her, how happy it would be, but there were not so many ifs in the world.

She lowered her head and ate silently. Fu Weishen looked at her, "don't you drink today?"

"There's nothing to celebrate today."

Fu Wei Chen scooped soup with a spoon to himself, "the red wine should be finished as soon as possible. If you don't finish it, the taste will become bad. It's a pity to waste it."

"Drink it, then." Song Xiaoyu said.

"I have a low back pain, and I have a stomachache tonight. I'm so angry."

Why does song's eyebrow sound so heavy?

Song Xiaoyu was a little angry, and then took his own glass, and then drank for himself. In fact, it was good to drink wine. She could dream. She secretly thought, and then poured herself wine. In fact She likes Fu Weishen in her dream. Although it's a little embarrassing in her dream, when she likes a person, she will think wildly.

Fu Weichen watched her drinking. This bottle of wine is quite suitable for ladies to drink, with good taste and good quality.

Watching her drink one cup after another, she was a bit greedy. She couldn't drink enough, and she still loved drinking so much.

Song Xiaoyu wine cup under the belly, a bit drunk, she slightly narrowed her eyes and asked Fu Weichen: "do you want to drink?"

Fu Weichen looked at her and put down her chopsticks. "Come here, feed me and I'll drink it!" 7

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