Bigoted Mr. Fu Lets Me Do Whatever I Want

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She just left for a while, why did Si Ye come?

When Lemon talks, he walked quickly to the side of the sink and found that Si Ye was washing the fruit, and he knew who the fruit was for without asking.

Apart from the young lady, who else could make the Fourth Master condescend to do such a thing?

Lemon stood by and wanted to reach out and wash the fruit in Fourth Master's hand, but he didn't dare.

Who dares to **** things from the fourth master?

Fu Tingyu ignored the yelling lemon, lowered his eyebrows and narrowed his eyes, and his slender fingers carefully washed the cherries. The dark red cherries were very eye-catching between the white fingers.

Standing aside, Lemon really couldn't see it, and said cautiously: "Four Lord, let me come."

As Lemon spoke, he stretched his hand over and tried to get the fruit in front of the Fourth Master.

Fu Tingyu coldly glanced at the hand stretched out in front of him: "No."

The hand that Lemon had just stretched out was swept by the cold gaze, and she quickly retracted, not daring to say more, and could only watch Siye washing the fruit.

Si Ye must have a pampering young lady?

The fourth master, whose ten fingers did not touch the Yangchun water, personally washed the fruit for the young lady to eat.

She will find her boyfriend in the future, and she will also find her like Si Ye, so happy.

As if thinking of the lemon, he hurriedly turned to get the fruit bowl and the paper towel to wipe the drops of water.

After taking it over, she did not dare to do anything, but put the fruit bowl aside, and the paper towel beside the fruit bowl.

Fu Tingyu's dark eyes glanced at the fruit bowl and the paper towel, stretched his slender fingers, took out a paper towel, and carefully wiped the drops of water on the fruit, and put it in the fruit bowl after wiping, and then proceeded in the same way.

Lemon was watching. This was the first time she had seen Si Ye wash fruit, with a serious look, coupled with Si Ye's high-value and noble temperament, it was like a painting, very, very pleasing to the eye.

Fu Tingyu finished cutting the fruit.

Lemon is on the side with a fruit knife and cutting board ready.

Fu Tingyu took the fruit knife and cut the watermelon into chunks, then put it in the fruit bowl, moving carefully.

After finishing the cutting, Fu Tingyu washed his hands and then took the plate and walked out.

Lemon was full of his eyes and began to clean up the mess happily.

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Fu Tingyu walked calmly on the second floor with the dinner plate, came to the bedroom door, freed a hand, opened the bedroom door and walked in.

The bedroom was very quiet, his gaze looked towards the study next door, the door was concealed, as if he had brought it on hand.

He took the fruit tray and walked to the door of the small study, reached out and pushed the door open, and saw the girl sitting in front of the desk, wearing a white shirt.

This style of shirt is looser and can well cover the girl's slender waist.

He raised the corners of his mouth and walked in evenly.

Qin Shu sitting at the desk, wearing headphones, was listening to the class seriously. All his attention was on the class taught by the young professor, so he didn't find Fu Tingyu had come over.

Fu Tingyu walked to stand behind the girl, her dark eyes looked at the video on the computer screen, and her eyes instantly cooled down.

In the video, it is a pair of hands, fingertips holding a pen, the joints are distinct and slender, and you can see that it is a man's hand.

He just can't see his face, and knows nothing except knowing that the other party is wearing a gray t-shirt.

But that hand is very similar to the one I saw last time, even the gesture of holding a pen is the same.

The man's hand on his side suddenly clenched, and the knuckles were white because of too much force.

He lowered his eyes to look at the girl, and she looked at the man who was looking at the screen with a serious face, even if he came in.

Qin Shu, who was attending the class earnestly, felt a chill in his back inexplicably. The familiar feeling told her that Fu Tingyu had come in and was standing behind her.

It is also equivalent to seeing the young professor in the video actually taking notes with a pen.

A man is like a jealous bag. It is definitely not jealous to see this scene. The consequence of being jealous is to be angry.

If you speak now, not only will the young professor be puzzled, but also Fu Tingyu will be puzzled.

Because she was wearing a voice changer, not only the young professor could hear it, but also Fu Tingyu.

At the beginning, I used my male identity as a convenience. After all, it was on the Internet, so I was not allowed to meet anyone.

But you can't explain to the man in front of the young professor, she is just in class, nothing else.

And the more eager she was to explain, the more difficult it was for men to believe, just like before, it was a guilty conscience in the eyes of men.

Qin Shu glanced at the video on the computer desktop, and the young professor was taking notes.

"What are you doing?"

The man's deep and powerful voice seemed to be penetrating, penetrating her eardrums, with coldness, causing her to shiver unconsciously.

Fu Tingyu's voice was neither high nor low, and the young professor on the other side of the computer screen only heard a male voice, but did not hear clearly what it was saying.

It was only the first time I heard that there were other men in Qin Shu, but he didn't think much about it, because there were people around him.

Seeing that it was time for get out of class, he turned off the video directly.

Qin Shu breathed a sigh of relief. She hurriedly removed the Bluetooth headset and the voice changer. She raised her head and looked back, and saw the man standing behind her, her dark and deep eyes staring at her, like a deep pool. Let you sink into it.

Qin Shu only saw the man, but did not see the man holding a fruit bowl in his other hand.

"I was in class just now, and I took an online class, why did you come?" A hint of surprise flashed in her eyes.

Fu Tingyu's dark eyes locked her tightly, and her voice was still cold: "Who is that man?"

"Of course it's the teacher, otherwise who do you think it is?" Qin Shu answered very simply.

It was too hard to speak in this position, she simply stood up and turned to face the man.

It was also at this time that she saw his other hand holding a fruit plate. The fruit plate contained sliced ​​watermelon and clean cherries, which she loved to eat.

There are no cherries this season, but other countries have cultivated them, which also shows that the cherries were specially sent by men by air.

Fu Tingyu put the tray in his hand on the desk, then grabbed the girl's slender wrist and looked down at her: "Looking for a man on the Internet for class?"

The man’s cold voice came into his ears, letting Qin Shu know that the man was really angry, but he was in class, why was he angry too?

"There are many professors and teachers on the Internet taking classes online. I want to make myself learn faster, so I found it on the Internet. Are you angry?" She asked cautiously in the last sentence.

Fu Tingyu watched that the girl didn't lose her anger at all because of her explanation, but because of her explanation, another anger rose.

"Where can you not find me? Do you treat me as a decoration?"

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