It's durian and keyboard!
A big durian in the left hand and a mechanical keyboard in the right hand are particularly eye-catching!
There was a subtle rigor in Fu Yi's expression. He walked to the bed and asked seriously:
"Qiao'er, choose which one."
Quan Qiao was originally careless, but when she saw the two things, she instantly became interested, and her eyes lit up like a 1000-watt light bulb.
"Fu Yi, you've even prepared this?"
It’s so exciting to play!
Fu Yi frowned. Why did she seem so excited and expectant? Could she have guessed something?
But if you think about it carefully, it's unlikely.
He said calmly, "If you do something wrong, you will be punished. Choose one."
Quan Qiao frowned, and after a while, she asked:
"Can I choose both?"
I really want to see Fu Yi kneeling on the keyboard with her left knee and on the durian with her right knee!
Fu Yi...
Is this your fiancée?
Are you sure it’s not from Mr. Wang next door?
He stared directly at Quan Qiao with his dark eyes: "Are you sure you want to choose both?"
Quan Qiao thought about it and suddenly said, "Wait a minute!"
As he spoke, he strode out and ran into the kitchen to rummage through the drawers.
Fu Yi was waiting in the bedroom, and a hint of warmth finally appeared on his lips.
He knew she wouldn't be that cruel.
She went to the kitchen probably to find something else, something less punitive.
But I didn’t think——
Quan Qiao came back with a small plate in her hand.
And the green thing in the plate is mustard!
mustard!
Quan Qiao sat at the head of the bed, her red lips slightly curled as she said to him:
"You both need to kneel down and take a big mouthful of mustard, and that's it for today."
Fu Yi: ???
Both of them kneel down, and still want to eat mustard?
Instead of wanting to reduce his sentence, Quan Qiao is adding fuel to the fire and making matters worse, adding salt to the fire?
Fortunately, he was prepared...
Seeing that he didn't move, Quan Qiao stared at him calmly and said:
"What? You don't want to? You don't even want to listen to your grandma?
Actually, your grandma is right. What she said is exactly what I think.
I grew up alone, with no one to rely on even if the sky fell.
When it was freezing cold and snowy, I could only go to the river barefoot to break the ice and catch fish, so that I could have meat to eat once a year..."
Quan Qiao frowned as she spoke, her voice sounding low and pitiful.
Fu Yi knew she was acting, but he couldn't stand it.
He interrupted her: "Okay, it's my fault, I take it all."
After he finished speaking, he placed the durian and the keyboard on the ground in front of the bed and pretended to kneel down.
Fu Yi is a grown man and the designated head of the Fu family. From childhood to adulthood, his family has raised him like a noble prince.
He has never knelt before the sky, the earth, or his elders in the family.
But at this moment, I am willing to kneel on the durian and the keyboard...
Because of Quan Qiao...
Quan Qiao was still staring at him without blinking, her face full of anticipation.
At once……
Heartless little thing!
Fu Yi sighed in his heart. There was nothing he could do. He had to pamper his fiancée even if he had to kneel down.
Besides...
Thinking of his plan, under Quan Qiao's gaze, he finally knelt down slowly and knelt on one knee on Durian.
He was tall and straight, but he didn't look embarrassed at all. Instead, he looked like a prince proposing marriage, with dignity and solemnity all over his body.
And because he was kneeling on one knee, his white shirt was torn tightly, and his muscle lines were very obvious.
Quan Qiao swallowed her saliva when she saw this.
sky!
This is the first time I see someone kneeling on a durian, and kneeling so beautifully.
People who don’t know the situation might think he is proposing!
Just as I was thinking this, suddenly...
Fu Yizhen took out a brocade box from his trouser pocket and slowly handed it to her.
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