"you……"
Chu Ci interrupted Master Fu again, pulling at his clothes, crossing her legs, looking a little naughty and cute, and her smile was also naughty, "Well, don't you think so?"
She is the lucky fish that brings him good fortune. He works hard and she is responsible for being cute at home to attract good luck. She supports him. Yes, there is nothing wrong with that!
Chu Ci raised his head, and his little appearance looked very pleasing.
He really thinks of himself as a little ancestor.
De Gong.
Fu Su chuckled softly, not bothering to care about the people over there. He took Chu Ci's hand, kissed her lightly on the lips, raised his eyebrows, and responded.
"Yes, Cibao is right."
Sanjin: ...We were just chatting, but now he's giving out candy? What's going on? What's going on? What exactly is going on?
The young master really became the mistress? Huh? Am I a prophet?!?!
Ignoring Mr. Fu's angry face, Fu Su still kept bending over and raised his eyelids slightly.
It seems that he is really obedient to Chu Ci.
He chuckled softly and said, with a hint of sarcasm, "Since I have already made things clear with Master Fu, then Master Fu doesn't need to come again. Enter three times, and see you out."
A few people wanted to say something else.
Sanjin took a step forward and stood in front of several people.
Although he was screaming in his heart, wanting to find out what was going on between Chu Ci and Fu Su, he had been with Fu Su for so long and had learned some of Fu Su's ability to remain calm.
He spoke in a cold voice, motioned the people around him to come over, and chuckled softly, "Master Fu, please come this way."
Now the situation is close to breaking up. If you don't want to make things worse, it's best not to bother others when they are angry.
After all, what Mr. Fu said just now was too much.
The third concubine was very clear about it and raised her hand to pull Mr. Fu's sleeve.
Mr. Fu finally flicked his sleeves, snorted coldly, and turned away.
"You guys go down too."
After you can no longer see those people.
Fu Su spoke again.
The servants around naturally wouldn't stay long.
He considerately closed the door, leaving the two of them inside.
Chu Ci sat on the main seat and still did not stand up. She blinked her big eyes and looked at Fu Su who was bending over in front of her.
Then he spoke with a hint of a smile, "I work so hard, and in the end I have to rely on you for support?"
That's the opposite, right?
I don’t know which little fat fish wants to eat this and that all day long.
If he can't get food, he will roll around and act like a spoiled child. Several times he even ran to the pool with his little pillow to sleep, and no one wanted to pay attention to him.
The next day he didn't know what to say to the soaked pillow.
But the little girl didn't think so. Chu Ci tilted her head and said as a matter of course, "If I don't bring you wealth, how can you do business? If you don't have business to do, where will the money come from? Don't you have to rely on me to support you?"
The more he spoke, the more he felt that he was right. He raised his little chin with shining eyes: Come and visit me again, getting rich is not a dream!
There are a lot of fallacies.
Fu Su chuckled.
He directly picked up the little girl sitting in the main seat.
Then he sat down in his seat, let Chu Ci sit on his lap, and whispered in Chu Ci's ear, his breathing passing by softly.
"So, it seems to make sense?"
That must make sense.
"How about you attract wealth, work, and support me in the future?"
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