Heart-Seizing Contract: Mr. Lu's pet

"Are you working as an assistant for Jiang... cousin's husband?"

When Lu Wanyou heard the news, she couldn't help frowning, with obvious surprise and puzzlement in her eyes.

After confirming that Fu Duoli had no intention of taking the opportunity to commit violence, she couldn't help but ask, "How could he agree?"

After Lu Wanyou asked this question, she regretted it.

Seeing Fu Duoli's angry and gloomy face, she seemed to understand why Jiang Mucheng came up with this idea.

"Being an assistant is hard work."

Lu Wanyou changed her tone and took a glass of milk to comfort her.

Fu Duoli sneered: "I didn't know before, but now I really know."

Especially being Jiang Mucheng's excellent assistant, it's hard work!

She was so miserable that she couldn't even tell.

However, this suggestion was still agreed to by myself.

"If you can't go on, I can help find someone."

Lu Wanyou thought for a while, then spoke sympathetically.

Did she mean that she stopped being an assistant?

Fu Duoli raised his eyebrows, so Jiang Mucheng hadn't laughed at himself to death.

"It's just an assistant. If there's anything I can't do, at worst, he will be in the first year of junior high school, and I will be in the fifteenth year."

The working hours are up to him, and after working hours, she will be the overlord.

Jiang Chengcheng... let her die! ! !

Lu Wanyou looked at the ferocious woman in front of her, and couldn't help but sweat for Jiang Mucheng at night.

Fu Duoli is such a vengeful woman, she will never forget being ridden on the head by Jiang Mucheng.

In the evening, there was a sudden gust of wind, and as the sky darkened, heavy rain came as expected.

The weather in the mountains is very changeable. Even if it is still unbearably hot at noon, it will feel cool in the rainstorm at night.

Against the background of the strong wind, the sky outside was filled with thick black mist.

The whole sky seemed to be suddenly pressed down, and the air had a suffocating oppression.

In the dormitory building on the first floor in the southwest corner.

Jiang Mucheng cleaned up the leftovers on the table, picked up the mop at the side, and cleaned the house seriously.

Compared with the strong wind outside the house, the house is relatively calm.

The temperature is also very comfortable.

After washing away the heat of the past few days, the window was filled with fine rainwater, and the night wind that was drawn in made it look extraordinarily refreshing.

Fu Duoli, who was sitting in front of the bed, kowtowed melon seeds and followed the drama.

There was a trash can next to it, but it was extremely clean.

On the contrary, the melon seed skins scattered on the ground looked extremely messy.

The man had just mopped the floor, then picked up the broom and started cleaning.

Muttering from time to time: "How can a woman be so sloppy, can't you see the trash can next to her?"

The man dared not speak out, because as he muttered in a low voice, Fu Duoli threw more and more garbage.

Finally, the man couldn't help shouting: "Fu Duoli, are you a garbage maker?"

Jiang Mucheng, who has obsessive-compulsive disorder, can't bear melon seeds on the floor of his room, not even one piece.

But that woman Fu Duoli vomited everywhere.

Forget it, since she had dinner at night, her mouth has never been idle.

The crunchy melon seed shell is extra crisp.

The man gritted his teeth angrily, but the woman on the bed slowly raised her head and gave him a gloomy look.

He suddenly... lost his temper.

"Can you throw the melon seeds you eat into the trash can?"

The man's tone softened, he suppressed his emotions, and said softly, "It's all thrown into the cracks, and I can't get it out."

Seeing the chaos in the house, his heart was like fleas.

Everything is wrong.

But this woman, who has nothing wrong with her, is the best at pissing people off.

"No, I can't reach it."

Fu Duoli said lightly, spat out the melon seeds in her mouth, knocked on the table and said, "Pour me a glass of water."

This melon seed is a bit salty, and my lips will become bald if I eat too much.

The man looked at the unscrupulous woman in front of him, and gritted his teeth: "Fu Duoli, you are so stingy."

Isn't it just that I let him do more work during the day?

Toss him at night, what kind of woman.

"Stingy is stingy. Anyway, I'm a woman, so I don't need to talk about my capacity."

Regarding the man's accusation, it is obvious that the woman does not take it to heart.

No matter how much you tormented her during the day, she would get back twice as much at night.

Seeing the man pouring water for herself with a cold face, Fu Duoli's brows were slightly raised, revealing a hint of complacency.

"I'm going to take a shower."

The man put down the water glass, then turned around and took out his pajamas from the closet, straightened his back, and walked into the bathroom with stiff steps.

Seeing that the man left, Fu Duoli immediately lost her mind to eat melon seeds.

The main thing is that it is a bit salty, and the mouth becomes dry after eating too much.

Without the man provoking her in front of her eyes, Fu Duoli lay back on the bed with peace of mind, and fell asleep soon.

Suddenly, the bathroom door opened.

Following the sinking of the position behind him, his damp body instantly covered the entire bed, and Fu Duoli's drowsiness was also washed away.

"Who asked you to come up."

The woman turned her head suddenly and gave him an annoyed look.

"My bed, why can't I sleep, anyway, you go to sleep where you want to sleep, and I will sleep on the bed."

Jiang Mucheng said arrogantly, as if I had to sleep on the bed tonight.

Fu Duoli originally wanted to kick him down.

But today she was too tired, being ordered around by this man Jiang Mucheng was really exhausting.

Too lazy to argue with him anymore, she turned around and slept alone.

The man beside him was also exceptionally quiet.

It seems that because the woman didn't drive her away, she became especially submissive.

The breath in the room quieted down, only the sound of the gust of wind blowing outside, which roared extremely ferociously.

Listening to the wind, the two people who have always been restless, surprisingly did not quarrel tonight.

Soon there was the sound of even breathing in the room.

Although Jiang Mucheng is usually hypocritical, he sleeps very peacefully.

It's just that what he didn't expect was that he didn't wake up all at once, but was almost smothered to death by a certain woman.

As soon as you open your eyes.

Jiang Mucheng saw the towering... chest in front of him!

The man was startled, only to realize later that he was actually held in Fu Duoli's arms.

The woman's arms tightly hugged his head, almost choking him to death.

After finally sticking out his head, the woman turned over and moved. He was finally liberated, but he couldn't help but look at the woman's bare shoulders and blushed.

Stretching out his hand, he pulled the woman's shoulder straps that had slipped off little by little.

He whispered softly: "You bad woman, you still want to murder your own husband."

In the early morning, Fu Duoli was already a light sleeper.

She had already woken up when Jiang Mucheng stirred from her arms.

It's just that she suddenly remembered that she forgot to draw the [-]th line last night, and she slept with this man in her arms all night.

She was so scared that she quickly let go without anyone noticing, and then turned over to hide her shyness.

But he didn't expect that there would be a slight itching on his shoulder.

Then the man muttered clearly.

It's fine to say that she murdered her husband, so why call her a bad woman.

Unconvinced, Fu Duoli suddenly turned her head back again, and then opened her lacquer eyes wide.

Jiang Mucheng, who was caught a sudden glance, shook his hands, and slapped Fu Duoli's face with a 'slap'.

Immediately cut off the woman's line of sight.

Who could believe that the moment he woke up, he was slapped by the man next to him.

Although it didn't hurt, Fu Duoli was taken aback for a moment.

In the next second, he tore the big hand off his face, and gritted his teeth at the man who was obviously at a loss in front of him, "Jiang Chengcheng!"

"Who told you to stare at me early in the morning."

What the man said was not straight and angry.

But stubbornly straightened up, ready to turn over and get out of bed to escape at any time.

Fu Duoli gritted her teeth, and almost laughed angrily at the fact that his villain complained first.

A sinister smile hung on the corner of his mouth, looking somewhat dangerous.

The man pursed his lips, and hurriedly said: "Fu Duoli, calm down, it's easy to get angry in the morning..." Old.

Before he could finish speaking, he was kicked down by the woman.

People and blankets fell to the ground with a jerk.

"Fu Duoli, you are too rude."

No matter what she said, she was her man, how could she... Kick herself down like this.

"Kick you, it's cheap for you."

Fu Duoli got up from the bed, finally able to ignore the embarrassment just now.

I was really careless last night, and the [-]th line still needs to be drawn properly.

After a night of heavy rain, the entire factory area became much cooler.

The water level of the creek in the factory rose rapidly due to the surge of rain, and it overflowed into the forest.

All of a sudden, fish started swimming in the woods.

Under the dense bushes, you can even see crayfish washed out by the stream.

"I used to catch shrimp when I was a child, but I have never caught shrimp like this."

Fu Duoli stepped into the woods barefoot with her trousers in her arms. The water overflowed her calves, but she could see small fish swimming past her feet.

In the factory area.

The workers who were resting today all ran over to pick up fish and shrimp, and planned to have a delicious meal in the factory kitchen at noon today.

Jiang Mucheng on the shore was neatly dressed in clothes and leather shoes.

Seeing the muddy woman below, there was obvious disgust in his eyes.

"Fu Duoli, are you still a woman?"

Staring at the woman's bare, white and tender legs, Jiang Mucheng was anxious and angry.

Can't this woman see it?

The ones who go down are all men, and she is shameless as a woman.

And if you catch shrimp, you will catch shrimp. What is she doing with her pants down?

The man on the shore turned around anxiously, trying to tear off her pants, but he couldn't help but stop when he saw the muddy puddle.

Fu Duoli raised her head, and there was a glimmer of light on her forehead covered with thin sweat.

The woman frowned, and deliberately threw a hand of mud to the man's feet.

Seeing the man retreat hastily, he said triumphantly, "Whether I am a woman or not is none of your business."

"Why is it none of my business? You are my assistant now, and you have to cooperate with my work. How can you have working hours? The assistant came here to fish for shrimps. Do you still want to do it? Come up to me."

During the day, the woman is his assistant.

What he says counts, and Fu Duoli wants to listen to him.

"Doesn't the assistant need to rest? Today is Saturday."

Fu Duoli gritted her teeth and said unwillingly.

On Saturday, he was dressed so formally, and he had to take care of every fish, what a housekeeper.

"I don't care, you come up to me right away, if you don't come up again, you, you don't do it."

The grove is usually left unattended, and there are not only weeds and gravel debris, but also many bugs hiding in it.

The woman went down without even a pair of shoes on, it was, it was... indecent.

He couldn't stand it anymore, he rushed to the side, and couldn't help but grab Fu Duoli and drag him out.

Unprepared, Fu Duoli was pulled out of the quagmire, looked at the record in the bucket, and said dissatisfied: "This is not enough for one pot."

"Are you a pig as a woman? Eating so much fat will kill you."

As Jiang Mucheng said, he picked up the bucket with one hand and the woman with muddy hands in the other, and walked towards the dormitory.

Fu Duoli could only be dragged by his reluctance, and couldn't help but said: "I wanted to send some to Wanwan at first, but these are enough for me alone, it's because you refused to go into the water, otherwise Definitely catch more."

The woman stared at the crayfish in the bucket and muttered.

He didn't notice at all that he had been led to the pool by the man.

His hands were also pressed under the faucet for a while to rinse.

The man was not satisfied until his white and tender palms were washed clean.

Staring at her, he said, "If you don't wash up today, don't even think about going home."

After the man finished speaking, he threw her by the pool downstairs, and left with the crayfish in the bucket.

Fu Duoli was left with muddy feet, stomping his feet angrily.

"If you don't go home, you won't go home. Why are you carrying my shrimp?"

She caught it, and she didn't make sense.

The woman who obediently washed her feet from downstairs, when she went up to the dormitory building, she saw two people hugging each other in the corridor.

"Hey, isn't this time too short?"

Fu Duoli pursed her lips and walked over with a tense face.

Seeing Lu Wanyou's gaze, there was annoyance that he hated iron for not being steel.

She has only been here for a few days, and she has already heard the gossip in the factory about Miss Lu and Mr. Shen.

Not to mention, what I said was interesting and exciting.

Now that I have seen it with my own eyes more than once, I feel more and more that their energy is indeed sufficient.

It's not enough to be so tired of being together every day, but to throw bombs at people anytime and anywhere.

Lu Wanyou pushed away Shen Yi in front of her, approached Fu Duoli for a look, and said, "Are you going to flee the famine?"

Otherwise, how could I get mud all over my body.

The last time I saw Fu Duoli like this was like ten years ago, when Fu Duoli was catching fish in the Jiangjia pond.

She caught fish as soon as she caught them, and even threw Jiang Mucheng into the pond.

I heard that since then, Jiang Mucheng has to participate in a swimming competition every week.

In the end, he won a primary school free swimming championship, and almost entered the national swimming team.

Today...was in the pond again?

Sure enough, Fu Duoli said calmly.

"I caught the shrimp, and I will come to our house to eat crayfish later."

After finishing speaking, he glanced at Shen Yi who was beside him, and reluctantly said: "You can also come here together."

When Fu Duoli came back, Jiang Mucheng was washing crayfish in the small kitchen.

Because of Fu Duoli's arrival, this room, which was not considered spacious, was split into a small kitchen.

Although, she doesn't know how to cook.

But I have to say that Jiang Mucheng's housework is omnipotent.

Not only do I like to clean up the housework, but I also do laundry and cooking.

This is the main reason why Fu Duoli hasn't kicked him out yet.

With Jiang Mucheng here, she really felt much more relaxed.

As soon as Fu Duoli approached, she saw an extra bucket in the kitchen, and said in surprise, "Why are there still crayfish here?"

Jiang Mucheng raised his head and glared at her, and said awkwardly, "It was given by the factory manager."

Fu Duoli nodded, the factory manager is really a good person.

Quickly asked: "Can you make spicy and garlic flavors?"

Just as Jiang Mucheng was about to speak, Fu Duoli lowered his head and hugged his face and just took a mouthful.

Complimented: "Everything you cook is delicious."

Jiang Mucheng: Forget it, you know the goods!