Good Morning, Mr. President!

He grabbed her by the shoulder and protected her in his arms.

No, she is not pitiful, let alone ...

He didn't even think about the word "dead". Just bowed her head and kissed gently on top of her head, "Okay, you can go. Sorry, I've left you here for so long."

He bowed his head and spoke softly to the children, telling them that she was not eroded by the evil magic, but because she was sick. But it will be fine! Sooner or later, it will be fine!

The children looked dubiously. Eventually, they went to the children's playground to play.

Fu Yichen looked at the energetic children, and his eyes were a little sour. If it hadn't happened before, he and Weiyang's child ...

Thinking of this, he forced himself to stop thinking. Just led the girl around and walked into the supermarket. However, the one around her, this time, did not move the first time as usual, but stared at a place with a blind eye. He knew that there was a children's playground.

Fu Yichen was shocked.

"Weiyang?" Did she, like herself, think about their children?

Chi Weiyang's eyes stared at the children, as if they were in focus, and as if they were not. It seemed a little bit sour, but upon closer inspection, it was empty and without a trace of emotion.

he thinks……

He is an illusion.

Now that she doesn't have any consciousness, how can she feel distressed?

I don't know if it should be disappointed that she still has no consciousness, or whether she should be thankful that she doesn't know how to feel bad now. The pain of losing a child has been difficult for him, and it took a long, long time before he could barely let himself accept this cruel reality. This pain, he really did not want her to suffer again.

"Okay, here we go."

Withdrawing his mind, Fu Yichen said patiently again. She shook her hand and held her in. This time, instead of standing there, she obediently followed him into the supermarket.

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Fu Yichen picked her shower cream.

"Do you want to smell this scent?" He opened it, sniffed her under her nose, and laughed mischievously. "Is it pretty bad? This is the papaya smell you hate most. Otherwise, I'll You buy this, okay? "

He was really looking forward to the day when she could push him as badly as before and hate such mischief like him. But this time, she still didn't.

She didn't even frown, even if she smelled the least taste.

"Okay, I know you must have beaten me two hundred times in your heart. You smell this and see how it is." Fu Yichen put the lemon flavor on her nose. "How about it, smells good?"

"Okay, then pick this."

He asked and answered, still looking happy. The customers coming and going looked at the two strange foreigners strangely, probably treating him as mentally ill. He didn't care, he didn't care about others' eyes.

After buying a bath milk, I bought some other daily necessities, as well as her favorite snacks. Although she couldn't eat, there was a saying called Aiwu and Wu, who she loved gradually fell in love. Now he eats for her.

After purchasing, Fu Yichen led her to the underwear store. Underwear shops are full of girls. As soon as he entered, it had attracted everyone's attention, which was quite awkward.

Fortunately, the clerk already knew him. So immediately enthusiastically greeted, "Mr. Fu, will you pick your underwear again?"

"Yes."

"Our model is new and comfortable."

"……is it?"

"Well. You can give your wife a try."

Fu Yichen smiled bitterly. Even if she tried it, she didn't know how comfortable it was. Fu Yichen was afraid to buy uncomfortable underwear again, so that she could get red marks on her chest like last time. That would make him upset and guilty.

"Mr. Fu?"

At this moment, a familiar voice sounded in the ear.

He looked sideways and recognized the person. "Miss Aisha."

It was quite awkward to meet an acquaintance in a woman's underwear store.

"You ... buy lingerie for your wife?" Miss Aisha gave him a glance, and then she turned her eyes to Mune. The lifeless woman was somewhat unhappy with Fu Yichen.

Seeing that she didn't seem to get better, did she let Mr. Fu guard her in this life? That was too hard for him. Moreover, a good man like Mr. Fu wastes the entire life on a vegetative body, which is worthless!

"Yes." Fu Yichen nodded.

"So ... Is something wrong?" Naturally Miss Aisha would not reveal her mind, and still asked with a smile.

Fu Yichen hasn't spoken yet, and the clerk has explained with a smile, "Mr. Fu doesn't know the comfort level, so he is hesitant."

"That's it." Miss Aisha glanced at Chi Weiyang, "So, my wife and I should be the same size, or else, I'll go and try for you?"

"Not troublesome?"

"Of course not trouble. I am honored." Miss Aisha did not hide her love for him at all.

Fu Yichen obviously felt it, but the matter of choosing underwear was still very important. If anyone is willing to give him some advice, he can't ask for it. So, nodded and asked her.

…………………………

after a little while.

Fu Yichen was pointing at one set of underwear, and asked his wife, "How is this color? You haven't tried this color yet, why not try it?"

"Look at the suit. Like the lace pajamas you showed me that night?"

He spoke very softly in every sentence, covering her ears. All ambiguous, only she can listen. She couldn't hear, and he didn't care.

Right now ...

"Mr. Fu." Miss Aisha's voice sounded.

"Yes? OK?" Fu Yichen turned his face subconsciously, and saw Miss Aisha walk out of the dressing room even wearing underwear. The entire underwear store, except for a man, is a girl. Fu Yichen never expected that this would be the case. At the moment, a face turned red, and his eyes moved away immediately.

He knew that the people around him might not know what happened, but he gave her a guilty look, like a child who did something wrong.

"Mr. Fu, what do you think, is it good-looking?" Miss Aisha was still asking. The customs of country R are much more open than those of country S. She is frank and has no blush.

"..." Of course Fu Yichen wouldn't watch it, but politely said, "It looks good and suits you well. But ... I just want to know the comfort ..."

Who cares if she looks good? Anyway, his wife looks good no matter how she wears it.