"No kiss." Fu Yuanchuan rubbed his fingertips against Xiaoyu's cheek, and said, "I can hold you to sleep."
"Hmm... don't." Jun Qingyu rolled up the thin quilt, hiccupped and said in a low voice, "I only feel sleepy when you are by my side. Last time you went out for a meeting, I didn't sleep all night and didn't feel anything."
"Didn't sleep all night?"
"..."
A flash of clarity flashed through the sleepy brain, and Jun Qingyu was stunned for an instant. He quietly raised his head and glanced at Fu Yuanchuan, then quickly looked away, and hugged himself tightly with his hands around his knees.
Fu Yuanchuan looked down and could only see Jun Qingyu curled up in a ball, feeling weak and pitiful.
Seeing such a small fish in the past, this incident may have passed like this.
But Fu Yuanchuan has always been strict with Xiaoyu's physical condition. When he went out for a meeting, he thought Xiaoyu had fallen asleep, but he didn't expect to stay up all night.
"You're doing a lot of physical damage."
Jun Qingyu nodded honestly.
"Staying up late also takes energy."
Jun Qingyu continued to nod obediently.
"In the future, I will try to go out as little as possible and hold video conferences."
Jun Qingyu nodded... After a pause, he looked at Fu Yuanchuan in surprise, "You..."
Fu Yuanchuan straightened Xiaoyu's hair, tied it behind his back with a hair tie, and said, "I'll stay with you, so I won't stay up late."
Through the current Fu Yuanchuan, Jun Qingyu seems to be unable to see the person who was obsessed with work while holding a sick body and having to approve documents.
He got off the chair, and the thin quilt on his body fell to the ground and piled up at his feet. Jun Qingyu didn't care, and threw himself into Fu Yuanchuan's arms, and said narrowly, "Are you sure you won't stay up late?"
Fu Yuanchuan steadied Xiaoyu, and said firmly, "Yes."
Jun Qingyu leaned close to his ear, breathed out softly, "Really?"
"..."
Sensing Fu Yuanchuan's stature pause, Jun Qingyu let go of his hand with a chuckle, "Okay, I'll go to bed on time from now on, today is the last day of staying up late, I'm going to watch the account news."
As soon as the words fell, Jun Qingyu felt that his wrist was being held, and he met Fu Yuanchuan's eyes, and he asked innocently: "What's wrong?"
"It's still early." Fu Yuanchuan brushed aside the ornaments on the table, picked up the little fish and put it on top, and gently kissed his lips, "Stay up late on the last day, let's celebrate."
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The air circulation in the house is turned on, and the sound from the lowest wind speed is very small, and it is almost inaudible if you don't listen carefully.
Fu Yuanchuan sat on a chair with Xiaoyu wrapped in a thin quilt, quietly waiting for the feedback in the comment area after the news was released.
The message was sent out on time, Jun Qingyu's fingers were so weak that he couldn't hold the mouse, and Fu Yuanchuan held his hand to manipulate the mouse, so it could be considered that they sent it together.
Jun Qingyu leaned in front of him, closed his eyes but didn't sleep, he felt sleepy and wanted to read the comments above, but he waited so long, didn't he just want to read the latest comments.
The one who deleted the comments was too fast. If he noticed that he had deleted the comments that he didn't have time to read, he couldn't recover.
Apparently those who deleted the comments haven't noticed this yet, so they happened to read it the first time and went to sleep.
After the long text was sent out, Jun Qingyu leaned in Fu Yuanchuan's arms and briefly checked the long text on the screen. He checked the long text several times before sending it out, and now he just read it through.
"About Mental Illness in DC5 Residential Area"
[Interstellar fruits and vegetables cannot be planted on a large scale. I once found someone to set up a professional laboratory to study how to increase the output of fruits and vegetables. Not long ago, I accidentally obtained an experimental variety. The fruits and vegetables grown are rich in aura and can be used to treat mental illness, but the yield is small. Temporarily unable to supply in large quantities...]
[After internal discussions, it was decided to open a dessert shop that uses aura-rich fruits and vegetables to make meals, giving priority to supplying mental illness patients in the DC5 residential area.]
At the end, the address and the opening time of the store are attached, and each word is typed by Jun Qingyu himself.
When fruits and vegetables were first supplied to Fu Yuanchuan's army, Fu Yuanchuan bought planets to grow ordinary fruits and vegetables in order to cover up the existence of space fruits and vegetables.
It's just that the output is very small and of little use.
Now it is just right to explain the source of fruits and vegetables, which are directly the new varieties that Fu Yuanchuan experimented on.
Jun Qingyu's writing is very rigorous, every detail is included, and there is almost no chance for people to ask questions.
Fu Yuanchuan refreshed the interface and said, "Someone has commented."
Jun Qingyu quickly sat up straight and looked over. Whenever there was a movement, the thin quilt on his body would inevitably slide off his shoulders.
Fu Yuanchuan's expression darkened, Xiaoyu's complexion was very fair, and those traces were clearly outlined, he raised his hand and grabbed the quilt to cover it again, "Be careful."
"Yeah." Jun Qingyu nodded indifferently, and he quickly glanced at the comment area and said, "The response is not bad."
To be able to discover Fu Yuanchuan's public remarks on an account that Fu Yuanchuan has not used for a long time at the first time, it must be because he has been following Fu Yuanchuan for a long time.
Fu Yuanchuan's reputation among the people far exceeds that of other marshals, which may also be related to his background.
He is a commoner who has gone out, so he will have a better impression of Fu Yuanchuan.
[I didn’t expect that the marshal was the one who tried to save people in the end. What do the high-level people in the empire do? !]
[Hey, busy deleting comments, I have been banned for three accounts, and I have been deleting since the mermaid eggs and Zerg incidents, I really don’t know who is disgusting.]
[Are there really fruits and vegetables that can treat mental illness? Is this the reason why Imperial Fruits and Vegetables are supplied according to quantity?]
[I don't know... I have never seen fruits and vegetables when I grow up so big. Those things are only for nobles, just like mermaids. If you want me to say that there is a problem with this empire!]
[Stop talking, the account will be blocked again in a while.]
…
Whether it will be banned, and why it will be banned, everyone actually knows it well.
Posting this long article against the wind is basically slapping the leader of the empire in the face.
After all, the other party approached Fu Yuanchuan before and wanted to buy fruits and vegetables with aura, but was rejected by Fu Yuanchuan. When he turned his head and saw Fu Yuanchuan opened a shop to sell related things, it was inevitable that he would be angry.
But Jun Qingyu didn't care if he was angry or not.
Fu Yuanchuan said: "Okay, after reading the comments, it's time to go to bed."
"Hmm... my hands are so sore." Jun Qingyu leaned back in front of Fu Yuanchuan and looked at him eagerly.
"I'll rub it for you."
"My legs hurt too."
"I'll put some medicine on you, the ointment from last time?"
"Um."
While coaxing, Fu Yuanchuan turned off the computer and carried Xiaoyu back.
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The next day, Jun Qingyu woke up very early and opened his eyes after six o'clock.
All I can think about is opening the store the next day, and I wake up naturally at that point.
When he was in a daze, he noticed the movement of the people around him, Jun Qingyu yelled, and turned to see Fu Yuanchuan processing the news with his optical brain, "Um... what are you up to?"
Fu Yuanchuan said, "It's about the dessert shop."
Apart from him and Xiaoyu, no one else knew about the opening of the store. Now that the news is released, there will naturally be many people who don't know the reason to ask.
Several marshals also sent messages, and Fu Yuanchuan picked and answered.
Jun Qingyu nodded, seeing that he was busy, he didn't bother him, but touched the light computer on the bedside to read the comments.
After opening it, he found that the trumpet that was blocked yesterday was canceled today, but he could only use the ID account to view it.
There was no bloodbath in the comment area, most of them were expressing their joy.
Time was tight in the morning, so Jun Qingyu simply took a look and got out of bed to take a shower.
Fu Yuanchuan woke up earlier than Xiaoyu. After washing up, he went back to the bed to lie with Xiaoyu, and when he woke up, he replied to Guangnao's message.
Jun Qingyu planned to go to the store in advance to make preparations. There will be many people coming today. Although patients with illnesses are given priority, there will also be other people who want to buy desserts for prevention.
Going late may delay the closing time.
Fu Yuanchuan was originally afraid that it would be very busy and tiring to deal with Xiaoyu like this, but after thinking about it, it seemed a good thing that Xiaoyu had his own job.
It can better integrate Xiaoyu into the empire.
"Let's go there after breakfast." Fu Yuanchuan prepared a simple meat porridge, "I might not have time to make something for myself at the dessert shop."
This time was too early, before Jun Qingyu was hungry, he thought for a while and said, "Let's eat on the way."
"also."
There is always a packed insulation box at home, which is convenient to pack.
Sitting in the car, Jun Qingyu slowly drank the warm porridge in his hand.
Fu Yuanchuan added some side dishes to him from time to time, peeling an egg or something.
Small fish must ensure balanced nutrition.
Jun Qingyu ate slowly, and almost arrived at the place after breakfast, just looking at the crowds of people on both sides of the road, he almost didn't recognize that this was a place he used to come to often.
He expected there would be many people, but he didn't expect it to be this many.
If it weren't for the passing cars from time to time on the road, I'm afraid the road would be full of people.
So many people came by car, and there was no traffic jam on the way in, which is a bit strange.
Jun Qingyu leaned against the window, looked outside carefully, and found... there were people in interstellar military uniforms organizing order outside, as well as people doing security checks, and many people had already been stopped.
You don't need to ask, these people must have been arranged by Fu Yuanchuan.
Thanks to the presence of these people, their car was not surrounded and safely arrived at the door.
There is already a long queue in front of the dessert shop.
Fu Yuanchuan thought for a while, adjusted the place where the hover car landed, and turned to the back door, but it was empty because no entry was allowed here.
Entering through the back door, Fu Yuanchuan said, "I'll cut it for you later, and you can process the cut fruits and vegetables."
Jun Qingyu was taking out the fruits and vegetables in the space and putting them in the table case and the basket next to him, and said, "Okay."
As far as the situation of those people outside was concerned, he was too busy himself.
The price can be printed as it was when the store was opened, and the original price is still reasonable if it doesn’t increase the price randomly like Star Pirates.
Patients in residential areas will be free until the disease is cured.
After everything was ready, Fu Yuanchuan helped him tidy up the mask, "I'll go and open the door."
"Um."
When the door was opened, everyone did not rush in desperately, but only three people came in in an orderly manner.
The first boy said: "Fu, Fu, Fu..."
He opened his mouth and stuck on a single word for a long time, making himself blush.
"Order here." Fu Yuanchuan handed over the menu.
"Okay." The boy suppressed the tension in his heart and couldn't help asking, "Marshal Fu, is what you said on the Internet true? Is this really your shop?"
Fu Yuanchuan said lightly: "No."
Jun Qingyu couldn't help raising his eyes to look at Fu Yuanchuan when he heard the words, as if wondering why he denied it.
The boy was taken aback, "Then..."
Fu Yuanchuan looked at Jun Qingyu next to him, and said with a gentle smile in his eyes, "Marshal Fu and his wife opened the store together."