Bigoted Mr. Fu Lets Me Do Whatever I Want

Qin Shu stayed in a daze on the tatami for a while, then stood up to wash.

The clothes were prepared by Fu Tingyu in advance, and there was a room full of brand-name clothes in the next room.

There are many styles...

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-Swimsuit!

Even if Fu Tingyu is gone, she has to clean up and make herself good enough, and her beauty is no exception.

She has to become stronger before she can stand shoulder to shoulder with him.

Qin Shu changed his clothes and walked out.

Because I have lived in a previous life, I am familiar with this place and I don’t need anyone to lead the way.

In addition to eating and walking, she also reads books, and uses the time she lives on the island to review previous courses.

In front of the makeup mirror, Qin Shu looked at himself in the mirror. The scar on his right cheek had become lighter, and the three bloodstains scratched by the cat had disappeared.

After a while, the scar will disappear completely.

Unexpectedly, he was scratched by President Ba, but it was a blessing in disguise.

Seeing that the scar was about to disappear, Qin Shu was in a particularly good mood. He put on a swimsuit and went out to play around.

Walking barefoot on the beach, waves swept over the ankles one after another, the feeling is really wonderful.

Qin Shu sat on the beach, raised his mobile phone, and put on a relatively flirtatious posture, bending his beautiful eyebrows toward the camera with a "click".

After seeing the effect of the photo, she satisfactorily sent the photo to Fu Tingyu.

Then I went to play in the sea.

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At the same time, the Fu Group meeting room

The Finance Department reported the quarterly entry and exit amounts to Si Ye.

Fu Tingyu listened, and raised doubts from time to time.

Until the phone on the right hand shakes twice.

He has a habit, as long as Bo'er is no longer around, he will drive the vibration to prevent leakage of information.

This is also the first time, leaving her alone in a strange place, I am still somewhat worried.

The dark eyes forgot to turn on the screen, and found that it was sent by Bo'er. When the slender finger tapped the phone screen, the chat box also popped out.

Seeing Bao'er's selfie sitting on the beach in a swimsuit, her eyes darkened instantly.

Thinking of Shiyan still standing behind him, he immediately retreated.

Shi Yan: "..." I didn't see anything.

the next day.

He received another message from Bo'er, which was a photo taken in the sea.

Bo'er sticks the ball on her head, and the shredded hair on her forehead is sticking to her white jade cheeks wet.

The sea water is just on the position of the collarbone, and the mark on it is only half exposed, and the color is very dark.

Fu Tingyu's eyes darkened again, and he licked his lips.

Shi Yan, who had just walked in, saw this scene and thought that Si Ye was hungry?

The third day.

What Qin Shu sent him was a photo of breakfast, wearing casual home clothes.

The seaweed-like long hair was scattered randomly, and the hair was jet-black and shiny because the head was sideways, and with the cover of the hair, even the face was not seen.

Fu Tingyu always felt something was missing when he didn't see the photos he wanted to see.

The fourth day.

When it's time to post the photo.

Fu Tingyu was sitting in the office, with her legs crossed, waiting for Bo'er to send photos with her mobile phone, looking forward to what photos she would send.

When the time came, Bo'er sent the photos on time.

Looking forward to it, his face turned dark.

In the photo, there is a back photo of a maid wiping the floor.

There is also a pair of cotton slippers next to them, pink ones, you can tell from the shoes that they belong to Bo'er.

The only thing to see is the feet exposed in cotton slippers.

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The fifth day.

Fu Tingyu took the cell phone and looked forward to it from the morning until the end of get off work, fearing that he would miss the message from Boer.

As a result, I waited for a whole day, but did not receive Bo'er's photos.

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