We agreed to divorce at the expiration date, why do you regret it, Mr. Fu?

Seeing that she was willing to let him stay, Fu Ruoshi was very happy.

He agreed immediately, and when Wen Zhixia returned to the bedroom, he took advantage of her unpreparedness, pulled her back into his arms, and kissed her fiercely.

"Why are you never going to stop?" Wen Zhixia pushed him away, huffing, "You can't kiss me just because you want to. You need my permission next time."

"You kissed me first!" Fu Ruoshi was unconvinced. "When did you ever kiss me without my consent? You're trying to get something for nothing?"

No one can get something for nothing from Mr. Fu, only she can.

"Are you a wolf?" Wen Zhixia counterattacked, "You are a flattering fox."

Fu Ruoshi smiled and asked, "Do you like wolves or foxes?"

Wen Zhixia shook her head, "I like dogs."

Fu Ruoshi: "Woof~"

......

This person is really shameless in order to achieve his goal.

Wen Zhixia was at a loss for words, "If you don't agree, I won't kiss you again."

She turned to leave, and Fu Ruoshi was horrified. He quickly pulled her into his arms and said, "You can do whatever you want to me. You don't need my consent. Don't show any mercy. Play with me as much as you want."

Everything he said meant well, but it just didn't sound right.

Wen Zhixia: "Can you think of something else?"

Fu Ruoshi: "What else can I think of when I see you?"

......

"No, think about it," Fu Ruoshi explained in a gentle voice, "It's been hundreds of days since we filed for divorce. I haven't touched you in a long time. We finally reconciled, and you can't even let me kiss you a few more times?"

Wen Zhixia thought, "You called that a kiss? You called cannibalism."

"How many times?" she asked him sternly.

"One hundred times."

"Go to sleep, dreams can hold anything."

Wen Zhixia pinched his waist, and when he felt the pain, she let go, pushed him away, went into the bedroom and locked the door.

"Then where should I sleep?" Fu Ruoshi asked innocently.

"Sleep in the study!"

Wen Zhixia knew what he was thinking even with her toes. If she let him sleep in the same bed with her, she would know what would happen tonight without having to guess.

Fu Ruoshi's character of not releasing the eagle until he sees the rabbit means that he cannot be allowed to succeed too much.

You can indulge his bad habit of being impatient and wanting to get things done in one go.

"Stop talking nonsense, I'm going to take a shower."

Fu Ruoshi covered his arm with his hands. Although he was turned away, a completely different smile appeared on his face.

Wen Zhixia looks weak, but she is actually very powerful. She is not good at talking and will resort to violence when she gets angry.

Is this her style when it comes to things like that?

Mr. Fu's imagination runs wild~

Now that Wen Zhixia finally agreed to reconcile, other things will take time to come.

the next morning.

Wen Zhixia was awakened by the fragrance.

She followed the fragrance to the living room, where a tall figure was busy, with steam wafting around him.

The house was also cleaned spotlessly, with a faint lingering scent of lemon.

I looked at the clock on the wall and it was only 6:20.

The man who was ambitious and had everyone's respect outside actually went into the kitchen naturally.

This scene made Wen Zhixia feel unreal. She walked over, feeling a little moved. Fu Ruoshi turned around when he heard the voice, slightly surprised, "So early? Did I wake you up?"

"I didn't wake him up," Wen Zhixia shook her head, "It was the fragrance that woke him up."

"Xiang Xing?" Fu Ruoshi paused while frying steak. "I didn't kiss you? Your door is locked."

"..."

So he still tried to get in.

Wen Zhixia walked over to him and saw that there was already a fried steak on his plate and he was now frying vegetables.

"Did you send these?" Wen Zhixia's eyes lit up at the sight of the raddish-brown steak. "When can we eat it?"

Fu Ruoshi looked at her like a greedy little cat and couldn't help laughing, "Now."

After saying that, he cut off a piece of the fried food and handed it to Wen Zhixia. When she was eating it with relish, he lowered his head and kissed her on the cheek.

!!!

"It's a reward for me." Fu Ruoshi couldn't help laughing when he saw her glaring at him but unable to speak because she was eating beef. "Is it delicious?"

Although she didn't want him to succeed, Wen Zhixia also didn't want to speak against her conscience. She swallowed the beef and said unhappily, "It's okay!"

In order to make breakfast for her, Fu Ruoshi got up at 5:30.

In line with his attitude of striving for excellence, he asked the hotel driver to deliver fresh steaks and seasonings, which were made one-to-one according to Michelin standards.

Wen Zhixia simply washed up and came back to see Fu Ruoshi bringing the steak to the table.

However, he only had a cup of black coffee and a croissant, which was cut in half.

This is too little to eat.

Wen Zhixia was dumbfounded. Fu Ruoshi ate the least among all the men she had ever met. It seemed as if he had no strong interest in food.

I feel like he ate too much white American food and his sense of taste is damaged.

"Is this all you're going to eat?" She cut a little steak. "You should eat half of the meat, otherwise drinking only coffee won't be good for your stomach."

Fu Ruoshi immediately covered the plate and said, "I won't eat. You have surgery today, so eat more to replenish your energy."

"Then you eat one third."

"Then you feed me."

Wen Zhixia had no choice but to cut off a corner of the steak and put it into his mouth.

Although it was not the first time she had eaten Fu Ruoshi’s cooking, his cooking always surprised her.

Today's steak was cooked just medium rare, but without any bloody smell. It was even more tender and juicy than medium rare. She felt full of energy after eating it.

Soon, Wen Zhixia finished the whole steak and the side dishes, and also finished the croissant that Fu Ruoshi had eaten half of.

Fu Ruoshi felt a great sense of accomplishment when he saw her eating cleanly like a kitten licking a plate.

"Guess what I'm thinking about now?" Wen Zhixia smacked her lips and asked with an unsatisfied look.

Fu Ruoshi thought about it seriously, "What are we having for dinner tonight?"

"No," Wen Zhixia shook her head. "I was wondering, what would it be like to have a boyfriend who gets up at 5:30 to make breakfast for me?"

When Fu Ruoshi heard her calling him boyfriend, his eyes immediately lit up.

It's such a happy feeling to be cared about by her.

"What's it like?" he asked.

"I haven't thought about it yet." Wen Zhixia looked at him and said, "Generally, men who are ambitious and have a strong sense of career don't like to do housework, and they don't like to cook. You can not only do housework, but also cook, and cook so deliciously. How do you do it? Teach me."

Fu Ruoshi was already satisfied enough when she called him her boyfriend just now, and now he was overjoyed by her strong affirmation.

I can never love this wife enough!

Mr. Fu, like most men, is no exception and particularly needs his wife's admiration.

He looked at Wen Zhixia's rosy cheeks, sparkling black eyes, and her lively and lovely appearance when talking to him, and thought it would be nice to cook for her for the rest of her life in this little nest.

"This depends on the person," Fu Ruoshi suppressed a smile, not wanting to seem too infatuated. "In front of outsiders, all I care about is work. In front of you, I can do anything. Even if you want the stars in the sky, I will pick them for you."

"It's not necessary."

Wen Zhixia knew that this person was very active. If she really asked for stars, he would turn around and look for meteorite fragments.

......

"Oh, right," she changed the subject, "aren't you going to report to the group today? When are you leaving?"

Fu Ruoshi looked at her and pointed at the corner of her mouth, "There's a drop of strawberry jam."

Wen Zhixia subconsciously raised her hand and wiped it.

Just as she lowered her head, Fu Ruoshi suddenly stood up and leaned over. He stretched his slender arms across the table, lifted her chin, and kissed the corner of her lips.