Interstellar boss brings his own dowry to ask for marriage

In the next few days, Fu Yiyi lived like a pig, eating and sleeping, sleeping and eating. Apart from the necessary work every day, Qi Zhao stayed by her side to make his presence felt.

However, there was no progress at all. Fu Yiyi's eyes were more eager to see the food than to see His Majesty the King.

The captain of the guards saw this and felt anxious, but he finally made a decision in his heart, "It seems that I have to use this low-level method. If it depends on Your Majesty, you don't know when you will be able to win the beauty!"

Inside the bedroom, the two people ignored each other. It should be said that one of them wanted to say or do something, but didn't want to lose his status, so he pretended to be aloof; the other one had no intention at all, and would not listen to anyone no matter what they said or did.

The captain of the guards and a male servant walked into the bedroom where Fu Yiyi lived, and this was the scene they saw: the two of them were doing their own things and ignoring each other.

He winked at the servant, who understood and put the tray on the table. Then he slowly stepped back and stood behind the captain of the guards.

"Your Majesty, this is the pastry chef in the kitchen. He has just developed a new flavor and would like you to taste it with this lady and give your opinion."

Qi Zhao raised his eyelids and glanced at the dessert on the table.

"understood."

"If Your Majesty has nothing else to do, I will withdraw first."

"Ah."

Qi Zhao pretended to be busy looking at the computer.

After both of them left, the captain of the guards closed the door.

Qi Zhao turned off the light computer and glanced at Fu Yiyi, feeling extremely resentful. All he did every day was eat and sleep, or browse the light computer and watch movies and TV series starring women.

"He's been hanging around her for days, but this woman won't even look him in the eye."

"Would you like to try some of the new dessert?"

Qi Zhao stood up and walked towards the dessert. Only when he was eating would Fu Yiyi give him a smile and say, "You are worthy of being a chef in the palace. The food he makes is better than outside."

Fu Yiyi turned off the computer, got off the big bed, tied her hair into a ponytail, and sat down opposite Qi Zhao. She picked up the small fork beside her and was about to touch the dessert when Qi Zhao blocked her way.

"Have you showered?"

Qi Zhao came over early this morning. After they had breakfast together, the woman lay on the bed and browsed on her computer without moving at all. She only got out of bed when the servant brought her dessert just now.

He seriously doubted that she hadn't even washed her face.

Fu Yiyi looked up and said, "No!"

Looking at the blue veins on Qi Zhao's forehead, he grinned.

"We're so familiar with each other. You come here every day, don't you know what I'm like?"

She was about to pick up the fork to pick up the dessert again, but Qi Zhao stopped her.

"Go, clean yourself up and come back to eat."

Qi Zhao suppressed his inner irritability and looked at Fu Yiyi with a frown, as if to say, "If you don't wash yourself clean today, don't even think about eating this dessert."

Fu Yiyi shrugged indifferently.

"Okay, I'll go right away. Leave some for me so you don't eat it all."

Fu Yi stood up and walked towards the bathroom. The moment he turned around, the corners of his mouth curled up.

"It's only been a few days, and you can't stand it anymore. Let's see if you still want me to be your queen."

After spending the past few days together, Fu Yiyi also knew that Qi Zhao loved sweets, so she just said, "Tell him not to eat all of it."

Looking at Fu Yiyi walking into the bathroom, Qi Zhao's expression changed again. He looked at the desserts on the table and was caught in a struggle between his conscience and his desires.

When he sat here just now, he smelled a faint smell. He had a 3S-level mutant wood-type ability, so of course he could tell what the smell was.

"As your most capable and caring captain of the guards, he has thought so much about you! You should seize this opportunity and win this woman who is important to you and the future of the entire Xingyao Empire. What are you waiting for?"

A Qi Zhao with devil horns on his head was madly outputting in his brain.

At this time, another angel in white with a halo on his head and white wings on his back refuted the devil's words with a smile on his face.

"You can't let yourself do such a thing. You are the king of a country. You should pursue the person you like in an upright way, instead of using such despicable means to possess a woman's most precious thing, blah blah!"

Qi Zhao got tired of listening and simply reached out and slapped the little man in white away.

The devil laughed loudly. "Yes, that's what we should do. We can't let your..."

Before the devil could finish his words, Qi Zhao reached out and slapped him away.

His mind was now particularly quiet. He picked up the dessert on the table and walked towards the door, intending to have the servant take it away and make a new one without any additions.

This scene was seen by Fu Yiyi, who had just come out of the shower, and he quickly called him.

"What are you doing?"

There was no strange expression on Qi Zhao's face.

"Oh, I don't like the taste of this, ask them to make something else."

Fu Yiyi took a few quick steps and ran to Qi Zhao, taking the tray from his hand. The water droplets on the ends of her hair fell into Qi Zhao's hand as she passed by him.

Fu Yiyi was wrapped in a bathrobe, eating while walking and mumbling to herself.

"If you don't like it, you can give it to me. What a waste of food."

Qi Zhao remained frozen in place, holding the tray. "Is this fate? Does that mean I'm not violating my principles?"

Fu Yiyi walked to the table with the plate, put the tray on the table, ate the dessert bite by bite, and then looked curiously at Qi Zhao who was standing there stupidly.

"This guy really likes desserts, and I've never seen him be picky about food! What's wrong with him today?"

Fu Yiyi ate with big mouthfuls without any image. She had no image in front of Qi Zhao these days. She was completely the opposite of Qi Zhao. You are noble, I am vulgar; you are elegant, I am careless; you like cleanliness, I am sloppy.

Qi Zhao suddenly realized that he should take a bath too...

He glanced at Fu Yiyi who was eating happily, and walked towards the bathroom where she had just come out.

Feeling something moving, Fu Yiyi raised his head and looked at Qi Zhao, and saw him striding towards the bathroom.

"People have three urgent things, she can understand, but I didn't expect this guy to be so anxious when he was anxious! He walked so fast."

By the time Fu Yiyi finished eating the dessert, Qi Zhao still hadn't come out.

She was a little puzzled, "Could it be diarrhea? No wonder I didn't want to eat dessert just now! It turns out I'm not feeling well!"

Fu Yi stood up and walked towards the bathroom, wanting to check on the health of His Majesty the King and see if he should ask the captain of the guards to call a doctor to check him, or bring a medical cabin for treatment.

Just as she was about to knock on the door, Qi Zhao opened it and walked out.