Heart-Seizing Contract: Mr. Lu's pet

Fu Duoli was originally worried that there would not be enough crayfish this time.

Unexpectedly, the factory manager gave her half of the barrel.

Fu Duoli came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, and saw the man angrily taking a brush to make horses for the crayfish.

I thought to myself, I feel a little embarrassed just waiting to eat.

He stepped forward and said, "Do you want me to help you?"

The man raised his head, gave her an angry look, and said in a serious tone, "What do you think?"

Fu Duoli pursed her lips in embarrassment, knelt down and picked up the brush beside her.

"I also think I should help."

As they spoke, they brushed together earnestly.

The two people washed the shrimp for two hours, and their eyes were washed.

Fu Duoli threw herself onto the sofa, dizzy and powerless, and said: "I can't do it, I really can't do it, if you let me wash it down, I won't be able to eat tonight."

She is full from just brushing the shrimp.

Jiang Mucheng muttered angrily: "When you eat, you are the one who can eat."

This sounds very exciting to women.

How can you praise a woman for being able to eat?

Fu Duoli immediately raised her head, dissatisfied: "Wanwan can also eat well?"

If I had known earlier, I should have called the two people next door to come over and brush.

Maybe it was because my 'curse' came true, and there was a knock on the door of the house.

Fu Duoli looked at Lu Wanyou and Shen Yi who came over, and couldn't help frowning: "Are you coming here to eat empty-handed?"

Lu Wanyou sat in front of her and smiled, "I brought someone to help."

As he spoke, he glanced at Shen Yi.

Shen Yi: Suddenly, cooking is not my strong point.

But still obediently entered the kitchen.

Soon, a tempting aroma came from the kitchen.

Shen Wanyou glanced back and said, "Don't say it, apart from being a bit awkward, Brother Jiang is really a good husband and a good father."

I don't know if Fang Yiru's education is good, the sons of Jiang's family can be considered to be docile, both internal and external.

Even the food is so good, what else is Fu Duoli not satisfied with?

Fu Duoli ate the washed fruit on the table and watched the latest variety show on TV.

He said with a nonchalant expression, "That's what he did. Anyway, after Chi Chi Wai Wai, he still wants to do it."

This has always been Jiang Mucheng's characteristic.

Lu Wanyou nodded, retracted her gaze, looked at Fu Duoli and said, "Then you have to be nicer to them, don't be so fierce like when you were a child."

Fu Duoli has heard this sentence since she was a child.

It seemed that everyone had told her so, and she had psychological hints afterwards.

Seeing Jiang Mucheng, it's been a long, long time since I hit him.

So now that I want to do it now, I am a little bit unable to do it.

"Although Jiang Mucheng is not the ideal person in my heart, I can force it."

Fu Duoli hesitated, and replied indifferently.

To be honest, she knew from a young age that she would marry Jiang Mucheng when she grew up, and she was the fiancée of the young master of the Jiang family.

So much so that she seemed to have no illusions about men since she was a child.

She doesn't have much outline for the other half she likes, anyway, she is going to marry Jiang Chengcheng, no matter how good other men are, she has no chance.

After a long time like this, she realized that besides Jiang Chengcheng's appearance in her mind, she no longer remembered the facial features of any male friends.

Is she like this... is she face blind?

boom!

The two women were chatting ecstatically with each other.

Suddenly there was a muffled sound behind him.

Fu Duoli was taken aback, and turned around to see Jiang Mucheng standing in front of the dining table with a gloomy expression, staring at her with fearful eyes.

I couldn't help being taken aback, and said a little guilty: "What are you doing so loudly? It's scary!"

The man snorted coldly, and spoke to her in a low voice.

"Have a meal!"

Just eat when you eat, and yell at people for whatever you do.

Those who didn't know thought how they had dropped him.

Lu Wanyou on the side was silent, her eyes swept over the two of them.

Meaningful.

There were two whole pots of crayfish, and a few people were drinking, but they all cleaned up.

Fu Duoli lay on the bed contentedly, and said to the man in the kitchen who was washing the dishes.

"Jiang Mucheng, your skills have improved."

Fu Duoli spoke in a nonchalant manner, feeling the man's indifference towards her during the meal today, and her tone was flattering.

This is already an unprecedented change for her.

As a result, men don't appreciate it.

The dishes in the man's hand were being brushed, and he said angrily, "It's still not up to your standard!"

Fu Duoli: She doesn't even know that her standards are so high?

Just as he was about to say something, the phone on the bed rang.

Fu Duoli glanced at the caller's information.

I slid to the connect button, and called out faintly: "Mom!"

"Are you used to being there recently? If you need anything, Mom can ask someone to bring it to you."

Ms. Lu Zhu actually cared about her life.

This made Fu Duoli flattered for a moment, and a moment of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Looking suspiciously at the mother on the opposite side, he said: "Did my father give you a task?"

I really can't think of any reason for Lu Zhu to suddenly care about herself so much other than Fu Jingyan's orders.

This doesn't look like her mother anymore, could she be possessed by something?

Obviously, Lu Zhu heard the meaning of Fu Duoli's words.

He said angrily: "Do you want love or not? Your mother-in-law sent a big bag of things to her son. It turns out that the daughter-in-law is not her own."

There was a sour dissatisfaction in Lu Zhu's tone.

Fang Yiru sent so many things to her son, but she refused to give it to her daughter.

On weekdays, they said that they treated Fu Duoli as their own daughter, but she could tell that it was indeed a trick of her husband's family to marry a daughter-in-law.

Once the daughter-in-law is married, she immediately reveals her true colors.

Fu Duoli showed surprise on her face.

Then he smiled indifferently and said, "My own daughter is called a daughter, Mom, you are making things difficult for me."

After all, if Fang Yiru had had one, she wouldn't have been making trouble for so many years.

Lu Zhu rolled her eyes in dissatisfaction, and snorted disdainfully: "Who the hell gave birth to you? You started to bend your elbows as soon as you got married, and you still don't want to say something about your mother-in-law."

Her daughter was born in vain.

"Ms. Lu, do you have a conscience? Even if I bend my elbow to the sky, that's still your own baby!"

"Unless, what did you do to apologize to my dad?"

Fu Duoli spoke casually with a smile, causing Lu Zhu to be dissatisfied again.

"Hey, hey, you don't want to provoke our relationship here. I don't care if you want to listen or not."

The original mood of wanting to complain to her daughter suddenly collapsed.

Lu Zhu hung up the video in a hurry.

Fu Duoli raised her eyebrows slightly, and a triumphant smile curled up on the corner of her mouth, as cunning as a fox.

Looking up, he saw a man coming out of the kitchen.

He groaned and turned his head to the side.

Just now he loved and ignored him, but now he can't coax him.

The little fairy is angry!

After it rained in the mountains, the temperature suddenly dropped.

The night wind is blowing, and the night is a little cooler at night.

Even if the air conditioner is not turned on in the room, you can still feel a burst of coolness. When you fall asleep at night, it is even a little cold.

The two hugged their respective quilts and lay obediently on the bed.

Fu Duoli drank wine at night, and at this moment she was a little tipsy, and the light in front of her eyes became hazy.

Turning over, his eyes fell on the man's face with some laxity.

In the quiet room, a woman's displeased voice was suddenly heard.

Perhaps it was because of the alcohol, the woman's voice was somewhat hoarse and aggrieved.

In the ambiguous night, it actually made people feel like they were acting like a baby.

"Jiang Mucheng, why are you unhappy?"

Although this man didn't have much emotional fluctuations all night, Fu Duoli just felt that he seemed to be angry.

What's more, he was angry with himself, and he didn't want to deal with himself.

Originally, I didn't want to talk to him, but I didn't know if it was because I became irritable after drinking, plus Lu Zhu's casual words.

At this time, Fu Duoli felt a little drunk, and wanted to know why Jiang Mucheng ignored her.

The woman's disgusted tone was like a piece of dog's tail grass wrapped around her ears, bringing a ripple of itch.

The man who was closing his eyes to rest his mind suddenly opened his eyes and turned around.

The two looked at each other in the dark.

Fu Duoli froze for a moment, as if she hadn't recovered from it for a while.

Subconsciously said: "Jiang Mucheng, your eyes are amazing."

Jiang Mucheng: "..."

Before he had time to vent his anger, he was immediately beaten back.

The man's words were stuck deep in his throat and swallowed back into his stomach.

In the dim light, there was a strange expression on his expression.

After a few seconds of silence, he said unwillingly and hypocritically, "Don't think I'll forgive you for just saying something nice to you!"

Fu Duoli: "Why don't you forgive me?"

What did she do wrong?

The woman's confused eyes fell innocently on his face.

A serious and pure light shone in a pair of pitch-black pupils.

Fu Duoli, who was drunk, was obedient, not as hostile as before.

Maybe it was because the light was too dark and the room was too quiet.

It made the two of them a little more harmonious.

They didn't even make a scene, instead they seemed to be having a conversation calmly.

The man moved his lips, and after a while he whispered from embarrassment to anger.

"Just don't forgive!"

As he spoke, he turned around to show his determination.

Fu Duoli beside her suddenly straightened up and leaned over.

In the darkness, the woman's breath fell lightly on his face.

There seems to be a familiar smell of body wash, which rushes into the nasal cavity, making people feel distracted for a while.

The body tensed up involuntarily.

Borrowing the half-transparent light from the window, Fu Duoli straightened up and looked at the man in front of him.

While speaking, he couldn't help leaning down.

"Jiang Mucheng, why are you so stingy?"

Before Jiang Mucheng could refute, the woman above her head suddenly lowered her head.

Kissed him 'baji' on the lips.

Satisfied: "The garlic crayfish is finally eaten!"

After finishing speaking, ignoring the man who was already stiff under him, he sighed secretly: "Although you are careful, you are still my man, so just use it and you can't change it."

While the woman was talking, she fell asleep on top of the man.

A murmured voice murmured from within the chest cavity.

Still dissatisfied: "Men are really stingy."

Opening and closing his mouth, he was saying that he was stingy, and the man's face instantly became ugly.

He pursed his lips.He lowered his head and stared at the top of the woman's head in a bad mood.

"Fu Duoli, are you drunk again?"

How can there be a woman who loves to drink like her, she doesn't look like a good wife and mother at all.

I really don't know, apart from marrying Fu Duoli, which man can bear it.

"Well, drunk!"

The woman in her arms rubbed against each other, and echoed in a drowsy voice.

Drunk and still know what he asked?

Jiang Mucheng obviously rolled his eyes in disbelief.

He reached out and pulled the quilt aside, and covered the woman completely.

As a result, he was ruthlessly ripped off by the woman in the next second.

Fu Duoli's dissatisfied voice said coquettishly, "No, it's too hot."

As he spoke, he tugged at the already thin clothes on his body.

The pointed sling slipped down in an instant, and the smooth, white and tender pointed end exuded a white shimmer in the dim light of the room.Shaking into the man's pupil.

In the darkness, the man's face became extremely dark.

But he still stubbornly pulled off the quilt and wrapped it tightly around the woman.

Fu Duoli was struggling at first, but was wrapped in the arms of the man with all his strength.

He whispered: "Fu Duoli, how dare you."

The woman on her body suddenly poked her head out of her arms, blinking her drunken eyes.

She looked at him very carefully.

Asked: "What dare I not? Anyway, you can't beat me."

Jiang Mucheng: "..."

Are you tnd really drunk or fake drunk?

As if feeling the man's gaze, Fu Duoli blinked her eyes and muttered softly with her lips pouting.

"If you can't beat me, I won't beat you either. I'm a little fairy who never beats anyone!"

"Jiang Mucheng, I won't beat you anymore, be good!"

I don't know if it's really drunk, or if it's because of the drunkenness.

After the woman finished speaking, she lay down obediently again.

He reached out and rubbed the top of the man's head, as if he had touched the hard hair. , and slightly dissatisfied.

Suddenly raised his head and said, "Who are you? You're not Jiang Chengcheng, why do you have hair?"

The woman's sudden fatal triple questioning.

Jiang Mucheng, who was unprepared, was stunned for a moment.

At first he wondered if this woman was playing tricks on him, but now he can be sure that Fu Duoli is really drunk!

"Who are you? Why are you in my bed?"

Sure enough, Fu Duoli sat up instantly without waiting for the man to answer.

The woman's sharp gaze, like a hunting cat in the dark, emitted a faint green light.

The man on the bed has not yet answered.

In the next second, Jiang Mucheng felt a blur in front of his eyes.

The woman Fu Duoli didn't give him any chance and time to explain, she clasped his arm with her backhand.

A brave over-the-shoulder throw.

bang!

Jiang Mucheng was thrown under the bed with a dizzy brain, and his internal organs were accompanied by a dull pain, mixed with his own chaotic brain, which gradually became numb.

He still doesn't know how he got out of bed.

Seeing the woman on the bed, she rolled over and jumped off.

In the next second, he sat on his body, and locked his throat with a swift backhand.

He stared at her fiercely and said, "Who gave you the courage? How dare you moles a married woman!"

Before Jiang Mucheng could react at all, he was almost locked up by her.

Struggling, he squeezed out a sentence word by word from his mouth: "Fu Duoli, you, say no, don't hit me, you, liar, liar..."

He is obviously good, good!