President Fu's new wife

Chapter 155: Xiaobie wins the wedding (2)
"Oh, then we won't bother you two, let's say goodbye!" Mama Hua said.

Hua Xin's eyes rolled around very quickly, and he hurriedly said goodbye to the two of them: "Goodbye Miss Xing, goodbye Mr. Fu!"

Xiao Xing remembered the wedding photos last time, and couldn't help but feel very lucky, but fortunately, this time she was with her real husband.

After Hua's mother walked away, she said to her daughter: "Just say don't say hello, you see Mr. Fu doesn't even look at us."

On the contrary, Huaxin didn't care much, and went shopping happily: "What do you know? I will go to their group for an internship in a while, and there will be opportunities to meet in the future. Now, it's just laying the foundation."

Hua Xin seemed to have her own little wishful thinking in her heart, Hua's mother looked up at her daughter, and couldn't help laughing: "Girl, you can't mess around."

Hua Xin smiled: "Let's go, let's go over there and have a look!"

When he arrived at the cash register, he almost automatically took out his wallet.

Now there is a group photo of their family of four in their wallet, and for some reason, they suddenly feel like they are part of his family.

His face was a little hot, but he paid the money casually.

When we went out, the rain got heavier, and he stood at the door with his things and an umbrella and said to her, "Wait here for me!"

Before she could react, he had already left with his things and an umbrella.

She could only stand there and watch, and there were people who were waiting for the rain to stop watching that scene.

People can't help but look more at those who stand out.

When he drove the car slowly to her side, she immediately pressed the bag down the steps and got in directly.

Only then did I know what it means to be considerate.

Many people are in this moment, like a dream scene.

The car wasn't driving fast on the road, Xiao Xiaoxing and Xiao Zhi were not there, and they didn't even want to go to the old house.

The familiar cell phone in the car rang, and she took out the cell phone from her bag and saw that it was Sister Zhang's call: "It's Sister Zhang!"

Said to him in a low voice and then picked up: "Hello, Miss Zhang."

"Young Mistress, do you want me to help you cook? Or do you come back to eat?" Sister Zhang was still thinking about a young couple in the old house.

Xiaoxing turned to him and asked, "Sister Zhang asked if we need help or go back to the old house to eat?"

"No, we'll do it ourselves!" He kept his eyes on the front from beginning to end, his words were very soft, but once he said them, they were very clear.

She immediately said: "No need, we went to the supermarket to buy food by ourselves, you can cook it and eat it yourself, we will cook by ourselves."

Sister Zhang didn't speak any more, but wondered if the young couple could make a complete meal.

When I got home, the scent of roses was still very strong and full of warmth. In this case, even if you want to quarrel, you can't continue to quarrel.

She went to the kitchen to cook, and he watered the shower all over the house.

The two seem to be separated, but they are extraordinarily peaceful and at ease.

Sometimes when he sees unattractive petals, he gently removes them. Thinking about it, he can throw them away tomorrow.

Zhuo Xing was cooking in the kitchen, chopping vegetables while looking at his phone, and finally stopped watching, since all the seasonings were added anyway.

But when he turned his head, he couldn't see his figure, so he went out, saw the flowers on the table in front of the French window, he was sprinkling water, and couldn't help smiling slightly.

His back is so warm.

The cooked dishes are served with a little coriander as a foil. The color matching is very beautiful, like her soft and boneless catkin.

The aroma of the rice was so refreshing, she called him after setting it up, "It's time to eat!"

He just picked up the painting in the vase, his eyes were slightly lost, thinking that there is something painted in it?
Before opening it, I heard her call for food and put it back.

After walking to the table, he sat down and nodded: "The food is not bad!" He praised it a lot.

Xiao Xing was a little proud all of a sudden: "Really? Will I become a super chef in a while?"

"Super chef...that's also my own chef!" He weighed it, although he didn't give hope, but his purpose was clear.

She glanced at him, then prepared to eat.

He picked up his chopsticks and was about to eat when he suddenly asked, "By the way, did you paint on the drawing paper in that vase?"

Xiao Xing put a mouthful of carrots in his mouth before he could swallow it, then turned his head and looked outside the restaurant, his heart fluttered, then he shook his head and said, "No!"

Then finish the carrots.

He looked at her: "Then why put it in a vase like that?"

She thought for a while: "Otherwise it won't look good when it's empty!"

He thought about it and thought so, so he didn't ask any more questions.

She ate with her head down and stopped talking.

I thought: Those paintings, it’s time to move.

After lunch, he took the initiative to go to the kitchen to cut fruit, and she nestled barefoot on the separate sofa, eating snacks and watching Li Yang's news.

No matter what, she must admit that Li Yang is definitely the most handsome and gracious male host in the world of news hosts.

He put the fruit plate on the coffee table, then bent over to pick her up from the single sofa.

Zhuo Xing was holding a piece of French fries in one hand and the bag in the other, so surprised that he didn't dare to move.

He carried her into the big sofa, sat on it himself, adjusted the position so that she was in his arms, and then changed channels with the remote control.

Zhuo Xinggang was shy and embarrassed to speak, but when he saw him changing the channel, he immediately turned his face away, swallowed a French fries and said to him: "I'm watching the news!"

"Let's watch the football game!" There will be a football game at 02:30 in the afternoon.

He whispered, without even looking at her.

Zhuo Xing stared, thinking about the time he watched the football game with him at two or three in the morning, although he was unhappy, he didn't say anything more.

After all, everyone has a little hobby, and his hobby is so thin, she is really embarrassed to take it away.

Li Yang always sends her WeChat when he returns to the city, does he want to come back with her?
He thought about something in his mind, and then he couldn't help but snorted coldly.

She couldn't get down in his arms, so he stretched out his hand and pulled her shoulders back, letting her continue lying in it.

The oversized sofa is big enough to accommodate two people.

It feels weird.

But she obediently leaned on his chest while eating snacks and didn't speak any more.

It was he who said, "Start working tomorrow?" He suddenly mentioned it to her.

She nodded: "To be precise, I started working six days ago!" Those six days should also be counted as wages.

He laughed: "Do you still remember that time I said to go to France to take wedding photos?"

"Well, I still remember!" she whispered.

She didn't know why he asked this, but she suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

"The matter of this business trip has been decided long before that, I've always wanted to tell you!" He said in a low voice, his black eyes kept looking at the TV screen, but he spoke very seriously and in detail.

(End of this chapter)