"..." Xia Zhi stared at the hot milk in Fu Shuo's hand, and silently calculated how likely it would be to snatch it and splash it on his face!

No, she must be calm! Never mind a drunk, especially when the drunk is still her immediate boss!

After Xia Zhi silently recited the mantra in her heart several times, she said: "Sir, we live under the same roof, so we naturally look down and see each other. You don't think so. Whenever you find that I'm looking at you,

Are you watching me too?"

"You mean, am I paying attention to you?" Fu Shuo was amused by her words, then looked at her and said, "Maybe, you are a bit beautiful, and you are just as good as Wanwan and I have a marriage status.

If you see it, why don’t you come and accompany me? Maybe I’m happy and can give you an identity other than a nanny?”

What is the identity? Missy or mistress?

Xia Zhi recited the Qingxin Mantra in her heart again, and finally couldn't help but scold her: "Sir, I'm sure you're crazy! You'd better treat this hysteria early! Don't worry about the young grandma and the young master!"

After speaking, she couldn't control the hot milk, so she turned around and walked towards the servant's room.

Seeing that his temptation failed, Fu Shuo couldn't help but squint.

If Xia Zhi had shaken the morale of the army just now and chose to believe him, then what awaited her was the abyss.

Or maybe, this woman is hiding too deeply.

While thinking, Fu Shuo raised his hand and drank the still warm milk.

Sooner or later, he would catch Xia Zhi's fox tail, so as to drive her out of the Fu family in front of Wanwan.

......

At the same time, Li Zui.

When Li Jingchen returned home, when he opened the door of the second floor bedroom, he heard a humble cat cry sounding from the corner: "Meow~"

Li Jingchen's expression frightened and he immediately turned on the switch beside the door. The next second, the light suddenly turned on.

I saw a little orange cat crawling out from under the closet, erecting its furry tail to rub against his pants.

Li Jingchen frowned in his eyebrows. Didn’t he tell Qingling not to let the little orange cat come to his and Wanwan’s room?

What if I bite Wanwan’s old thing into pieces?

Especially since this cat came out from under the closet, Li Jingchen was even more worried.

After stepping over the little orange cat, Li Jingchen came to the closet, opened the door and checked Wanwan's old clothes.

It has been six years since the servants at home, and even if they take care of Lu Wanwan's clothes and skirts, they still become a little old. The design of Taobao's popular products was eliminated early in the morning, but Li Jingchen is still working every day to change suits.

Whenever, I will linger.

Day after day, year after year, has become a terrible habit.

The servants had no doubt that if they accidentally threw away the eldest young grandmother's old clothes, the eldest young master would immediately peel them off!

And in a night when no one knows, Li Jingchen would fall asleep sickly with the clothes that Wanwan had worn back then, but when the breath of Wanwan on these old clothes disappeared, he would fall into nothingness again.

Fortunately, Wanwan's perfume was there, so whenever the smell disappeared, he would spray some perfume in these old clothes and bedrooms to create the illusion that she was still there. If the perfume was used up, buy it again, anyway, it was very cheap.

His Wanwan didn't live a luxurious and lewd life.

At this time, after seeing that Wanwan's old clothes were not bitten, Li Jingchen slowly closed the cabinet door and looked at the little orange cat lying beside the door.

Its six beards drooped downward, a little listless.
Chapter completed!