Chapter 29 29 She was wearing their wedding ring.

There is no alcohol limit for boiled water. After she said that, Fu Yu felt a hint of spiciness in his throat and every cell in his body shuddered.

He stood there frozen for a long time, torn between feeling at ease and feeling ashamed, and chose to put on airs.

"Okay, don't be so stingy, I'll pour you another glass."

After saying this, he walked out of the study, carrying the glass of secondhand boiled water. Tang Ke didn't straighten his posture until his back disappeared around the corner, and couldn't help laughing.

Steamed crabs, spring flowers, Fu Yu's neck shy him.

The glass cabinet in the kitchen reflected a frustrated face. The owner of the face was standing in front of it, daydreaming. Suddenly, he made a self-deprecating sound, opened it, and took out a new glass.

Fu Yu felt ashamed of himself for drinking from the wrong cup. He didn't want to apologize, but wondered if an indirect kiss would count as a promise of love.

He returned to the study with an apologetic look. Tang Ke had already left his chair and was measuring the width of the wall with his arms.

"I've put the water here for you."

He left the cup untouched at the crime scene, not believing he would fall into the same trap twice.

"Okay, thank you." Tang Ke didn't look up, concentrating on calculating the distance.

Fu Yu thought that since such an embarrassing thing had happened, she would more or less tease him a few times, but it seemed that he was overthinking it.

Yeah, if you think about it, it wasn't even an indirect kiss. It wasn't strictly mouth-to-mouth, just like eating from a big pot of rice and drinking from a big pot of soup. She didn't care, it was just him being clumsy, and she was upset.

"What are you measuring?" he asked as he walked forward calmly.

"Bed." After measuring the width and height, Tang Ke said, "Where will you sleep without a bed? I know a very reliable furniture store. As a thank you for leaving the master bedroom to me, I decided to buy you a bed, as well as any other furniture you might need. I'll take care of it all."

She looked at Fu Yu, pounded her chest confidently, and gave a thumbs up.

"Don't bother with that. My university dormitory is an eight-person room from the Qing Dynasty. I can sleep on a raft even if you give me one." Fu Yu covered her thumb to prevent it from straining her waist by pushing it too hard.

Tang Ke retorted, "How can it be the same? Don't you see how many years have passed since the fall of the Qing Dynasty? Anyway, listen to me. Come with me to the furniture store this weekend and pick out the bed you like, okay?"

So they were going together. Fu Yu's thumb brother was encouraged and straightened his back.

"receive."

In addition to the furniture, Tang Ke also wanted to take care of his daily life within her ability. No matter what, she had to pay this invisible rent, and pay for equal status to ensure equality. Of course, favors can never be settled, so she wanted to do her best to ensure that he would not feel that being in partnership with her was a loss-making business.

The cycle of small love promotes the cycle of big love, and the world is united. Tang Ke’s ideological awareness is quite high.

"Will we still work together in the future?" she asked, picked up the water glass, looked at him, and took a sip.

Fu Yu was stunned for a moment, then took it as an invitation and nodded, "Okay."

"Okay?" Tang Ke was puzzled by this answer and said with a half-smile, "Do you think I'm hinting at you?"

A pair of bright eyes were staring at him, and Fu Yu knew that he had misunderstood again. Fortunately, he was now able to justify himself calmly.

"I feel like you're threatening me."

Tang Ke raised the corner of his mouth, "Okay, what I mean is, if we go to work together, breakfast will still be my responsibility, how about that?"

Fu Yu clapped his hands without changing his expression, and said calmly, "Wow, that's brilliant! A husband and wife team up, and the work won't be tiring."

If you are kidnapped, just blink. Tang Ke believes that his eyes have the potential to be included in the Guinness Book of World Records.

It was getting late, and Tang Ke still had a lot of things to get rid of at home. After drinking the glass of water, she prepared to leave. She insisted on not letting Fu Yu see her off, and her methods of refusing were varied.

She deliberately left a little water in the cup, then abruptly raised her orchid finger and placed it lightly on the table. She glanced at Fu Yu with her eyelashes and said ambiguously, "I left this especially for you. Don't call me stingy anymore. Bye."

“…”

As expected, Fu Yu swallowed the words in his throat and watched her walk out the door. When she got in the online taxi, she received his reply on WeChat.

ForU: "Picture"

The picture shows his beautiful, slender and fair left hand, with his index finger extended, pointing coldly at her lost property, with a small cordon drawn around it.

ForU: "Wait until your next visit"

Tang Ke was struck by the cuteness of this little gadget and typed, "Where did this prop come from?"

ForU: "Torn from a figurine"

Tank: "I made these dumplings just for this dish of vinegar."

ForU: “It’s very sour.”

"Let me know when you get home."

Tank: "I know Jiang Wen"

ForU: "My eyesight is not good, I thought you posted a message about a beautiful woman."

Tank: "I understand, beautiful lady."

Although he said he would tell her when she got home, they had actually been chatting on the phone since she got in the car. When the online car-hailing driver reminded her to "be careful when getting off the car", she suddenly realized that time had passed so quickly.

There were a lot of miscellaneous items in the rental house. Tang Ke made a memo: the old ones had to go before the new ones came. Some of the items were sold second-hand, and some were donated, leaving only those that were valuable on the material or spiritual level.

While she was tidying up, she video-called her family. When her parents learned she was moving in with Fu Yu, they were relieved that her marriage was finally on the right track. Otherwise, if she hadn't moved in yet, they would have worried that her in-laws would come and sue them for marriage fraud.

It's on track, and there's no visible flaw from the outside. Only people on the track know how shaky the car is.

Tang Ke was not forced to get on the bus halfway. She did not resist the so-called right track to the extent that she would rather miss the last bus than even look at it. So under the atmosphere, she chose to get on the bus half asleep, find her own carriage, find her own seat, sit down and enjoy the scenery.

What she resisted was not the right path, but the smell of feet.

There can't be any smelly feet in the same carriage, otherwise it will affect her view of the scenery. You see, she doesn't hate the popular saying of right track, she hates the smelly feet from beginning to end.

Her parents didn't understand what she was talking about and told her to go to bed early, saying that moving by herself was too tiring and to ask her husband to help.

It was indeed tiring, as there was too much stuff to move all at once. So Tang Ke planned to move in small increments, moving two boxes each day after work. And because there might be Schrödinger's cockroaches lingering in the corners, she asked Fu Yu to help.

"Is that all?" Fu Yu asked, looking at the three boxes of clothes, two boxes of daily necessities and one box of books and materials on the ground.

Tang Ke squatted on the ground, searching diligently, and said, "There are still quite a few. I don't want that box of books anymore. I contacted the second-hand book dealer and they will come to pick it up another day."

She pulled out a shoebox-sized box from under her bed, which contained her house lease contract and other agreements, large and small.

She flipped through the pages to confirm, without looking coldly at the assistant beside her. "There seem to be romance novels too. Go look for them and take home any that you find interesting."

"Oh." Fu Yu was free anyway, so he squatted down and rummaged through the boxes out of boredom.

There were no romance novels, only her previous exam materials and required reading lists within the system.

After being together for such a long time, he more or less felt that she was essentially a very hardworking person. She seemed to be casual in her behavior, but upon closer inspection, she was obviously very tough.

Fu Yu picked up a book and flipped through the pages randomly, his eyes not on the book, but on her.

She muttered to herself, her mouth twisting to one side as she thought, making her cheek stick out like a steamed bun. Her hair fell loose, tucked behind her ear, a silver light flashing across it.

Fu Yu's heart skipped a beat, and his eyes followed the silver light down - she was wearing their wedding ring.

"What?" Tang Ke looked at him puzzledly, his eyes darting up and down.

It turned out that he had just unconsciously held her wrist.

Fu Yu let go of her hand and hurriedly put it behind his back, but his balance was unstable and he staggered and fell backwards.

"Hey hey hey! Watch your head!"

Tang Ke stood up suddenly, putting her hands to protect the back of his head. The papers on her knees fell to the ground. Unfortunately, she fell with him because of the terrain that prevented her from stretching her arms and legs. Fortunately, she pushed the chair behind him away at the critical moment, otherwise Conan would have had three seconds to reach the battlefield.

His palms supported themselves on the cold tile floor in time to avoid falling flat on his face, and his knees landed on the warm mollusk in time to avoid getting bruised... Wait, mollusk?

Tang Ke lowered his head and saw Fu Yu lying on the ground, holding her breath, her face flushed red, and her knees against his thighs.

"Breathe!" she commanded.

Fu Yu was like a flood with a loosened valve. He breathed in big gulps, his chest heaving. The white shadow in front of him made his pupils lose focus.

He raised his hand to hold her waist, but she pulled away first.

"Are you okay? Are you okay?" Tang Ke quickly helped him sit up and checked his head, back, waist, and legs. Fortunately, it was a false alarm. "You're okay, why are you holding your breath?"

Fu Yu was so distracted by her touch that he couldn't look her in the face for a while. He patted the dust off his clothes and said something random: "I want to eat Liuliumei..."

"I'm really impressed. Are you really okay?" Tang Ke was still a little worried and asked him to stand up to take a look. "I heard that the fall just now was quite heavy. Are you sure?"

Fu Yu raised his glasses and continued to make random remarks: "It's okay, just drink a bottle of Pulse..."

"Okay, okay, I'll buy it at the supermarket downstairs later." Tang Ke said this time that he was really fine. Except for his face and neck being a little red, there should be nothing serious. After all, he still had some muscles on his body.

After the concern came the question of accountability. She squatted down to pick up the papers on the floor and complained, "So why did you catch me? If you hadn't caught me, I wouldn't have fallen."

Fu Yu bent down and picked up the pieces one by one, saying, "Because I seemed to see you wearing our wedding ring."

“…” Tang Ke said nothing and just spent his time picking up papers.

Only my cheeks became a little hot.

Fu Yu stood up in her silence. There was nothing left on the ground to pick up, so he finally picked up her left hand and confirmed that there was really a ring there.

It's called "Encounter".