The two of them stood in a stalemate through a door.
The servant was in cold sweat all over, but fortunately, the husband was not angry, but his face was not good-looking, and he didn't embarrass her and motioned her to go down.
"Nuannuan, open the door."
"Don't open! I'm disabled with my hands and feet, I can't get up!"
Knowing that she was angry, she had to say that she was so vivid and lovely, and his tone couldn't help being softened.
"Angry?"
"No." Fu Nuan chose to deny without hesitation, "I don't dare to know who is angry."
"Open the door, let's talk."
"There is nothing to talk about, I also want to have a good talk with you two days ago."
The implication is that when I want to have a good conversation with you, you don't want to. Now that you want to, I have to be with me
It was so obvious that he was angry, so Rong You couldn't hear it, a smile on his lips.
He leaned against the door, carelessly putting his hands in his pockets.
"Jealous?"
Fu Nuan frowned slightly when she heard this, still silent.
Don't he tell her that what he has done for so many days and today is to make her jealous
"Leaving the job without approval today, deducting wages."
what? Dare to say that she deducts wages after leaving the post!
Fu Wenji, jumped up from his wife and walked to the door, and shouted at Rong Yu outside through a door panel: "Jealous? Why am I jealous? You think too much! And your company, starting today , I will never go again. As for your secretary, whoever loves to do it, what Fu Siro, Lin Siro, Zhang Siro... Whoever, love whoever!"
Rong Yu was not angry after being "angry" by Fu Nuan. On the contrary, he felt a lot more happy, and his tone rose slightly, with an undisguised smile.
"Let you taste the taste, how about it, isn't it uncomfortable?"
Fu Nuan was at a loss, looking at the door between each other, and asked him, "What do you mean?"
"Now can you understand how I felt when I saw those photos?"
Now she understood it, it turned out to be like this...
The anger in his heart gradually dissipated, and the confidence of the whole person was not so full.
The reason why Rong Yu transferred Fu Siro to a high-level job was to let Fu Nuan experience that his mood when he saw those photos was the same as her feeling when she saw him in close contact with other women.
Fu Nuan pondered for a while, and finally chose to open the door for him.
Seeing the man's angular facial features, all her previous "reasonable and strong" have disappeared. At this moment, it seems that she has done something wrong, and she has no confidence.
"I... Rong Yu, that's my brother."
"That's also a man."
Rong Yu couldn't help but said, the big palm clasped the back of her head and slowly approached, touching her forehead.
"you only belong to me."
An overbearing and possessive declaration, coupled with his unquestionable tone and determined gaze, made her heart miss a moment.
He attached to her ear with a low voice: "Nuannuan, don't underestimate a man's possessiveness, it's like... a woman's jealousy."
Jealous.
"Who is jealous? You should be less passionate!"
Fu Huan punched the man's chest in annoyance, but her soft fist was tickling to Rongyu, but he grabbed the fist and moved it into his arms.
Surrounded by the familiar breath, her heart settled down, her nose slightly sour.
Thinking of his "what he did" in the past few days, she still couldn't be mad, and she finally made no results after earning a few times.
"Don't think that the things that left me hanging out these few days passed so easily."
Fu Nuan leaned in his arms, her voice muffled: "I can't coax it so easily."
"How do you want me to coax, eh?"
Perceiving the change in the man's tone, Fu Nuan raised his head to look at his expression. Seeing that the dark black pupils were dyed with a different color, he suddenly felt bad.
This man thinks about those...
She quickly pushed him away and said seriously: "I'm hungry, I want to eat."
"Okay." The man stroked her hair, a smile curled up around his lips.
Since getting up in the morning, Fu Nuan hasn't eaten anything. He started to go downstairs. He felt dizzy and almost fell down because of his instability.
Rong Yu frowned, and hugged her sideways, with a dark color between her eyebrows, "No matter what happens in the future, you are not allowed to starve yourself."
"Huh? You let me down... I'm fine."
Rong Yu turned a deaf ear to what the woman said, and hugged her downstairs.
In his words-
"I'm in my own home, holding a legal wife. Have a problem?"
Fu Nuan couldn't argue with him, so she had to admit it, and hugged his neck tightly, worrying about falling down.
Rong Yu hugged her to the dining room, gently placing her on the chair.
"What to eat?"
Fu Nuan thought for a while and replied, "Steak."
"Steward..."
"I want to eat what you made."
The housekeeper was about to order the kitchen to do it. Hearing this sentence from his wife, he looked back at the husband in surprise and asked him what he meant.
After all, I have never seen my husband cook dinner for anyone himself.
"Me?" Rong Yu raised her eyebrows slightly, and the corners of her lips smiled lightly.
"Yeah, Chief Executive, is there a problem?" Fu Nuan asked him, taking it for granted.
Is her request unreasonable? If someone makes her so angry, forgiving him after dinner is already very forgiving, okay
"Is President Rong so reluctant?"
He looked at Fu Nuan, and when she said this, her tone was a little bit irritable, which made him quite useful.
Yes, there are joys and angers who will be jealous, and knowing that he is demanding, is a lot more lively.
"Wait."
After the words fell, Yung Yu got up and let all the servants in the kitchen go out.
Fu Nuan followed him to the kitchen. The man was tall and strong, standing in front of the cabinet, without any sense of disharmony.
"Come here and help me put it on."
Rong Yu handed her the waistband, eyebrows raised slightly.
"Can you not wear it yourself?"
"help me."
Regarding Mr. Rong's'stubborn' request, Fu Nuan was speechless and helpless, and walked up to him to take the waistband, put him on tiptoes, and tied the belt for him.
"Okay, uh..."
Someone caught her lips caught off guard, gave a light kiss, and then let go.
Seeing the smug smile in his eyes, she couldn't help blushing, but she still pretended to be serious, saying: "Don't move around, concentrate on it. If it tastes bad, I won't accept it."
"I made it myself, can it not taste good?"
"Then you do it quickly, I'm hungry."
Before Fu Nuan walked away, Rong Yu pulled her into his arms, wrapped her arms around her, and placed her between him and the cupboard.
"What are you doing, let go..."
"It feels better this way." He circled her a bit tighter, and the arc of laughter on his lips deepened.
"How can I do this for dinner..." the person in his arms mumbled helplessly.
If he couldn't make it, Fu Nuan deliberately spoiled him, moving around in his arms to make him more difficult.
But the man was still frying the steak leisurely, patted her head with a warm palm, "Stop making trouble, be careful of it."
Fu Nuan snorted, she was so noisy and his hands could be so steady, it seemed that President Rongda could not be underestimated.
"The steak should not be too old or bloody. The sauce should be black pepper. The taste should not be too strong or too weak. The side dishes should not be too raw or too ripe, and..."
Before she finished speaking, her chattering mouth was again sealed with a kiss by the man.
After kissing for a long time, he let go of her and said with a smile: "I know, wait obediently."
After a while, the aroma of the steak was overflowing, and it smelled very good, she was greedy.
It tastes good...
She deliberately embarrassed her, but she didn't expect that he could really make a delicious dinner.
Well, she won't praise him!
But I was still a little proud. It turned out that her husband could not only go to the hall, but also the kitchen.