Bigoted Mr. Fu Lets Me Do Whatever I Want

At this time, the lady boss shouted: "It's done, come over and see, are you satisfied?"

Qin Shu picked up his schoolbag, stood up and walked to the counter, and saw the ready-made fondant cake.

The men wore black suits and the women wore white dresses. They looked lifelike and looked 90% similar to theirs, and even the hair was very delicate.

The posture freezes at the moment of dancing and spinning.

The dance is graceful and smart.

"I like it very much. Help me wrap it up."

"no problem."

The proprietress packed the mold neatly and handed it to Qin Shu.

Qin Shu paid the money and left with the box.

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After Han Xiao returned to the apartment, he opened the box, took out the fondant man inside, and placed it on the desk.

Hua Wuyan walked in from the living room and saw the fondant figure on the desk, her beautiful eyes were full of surprise.

He hurriedly walked over, pulled a chair and sat down, staring at the little fondant man.

The fondant man sticks the ball head, slaps the big face, flat eyebrows slightly raised, with a hint of publicity in the heroic spirit, wearing a samurai uniform with red flames on his body, there is no lack of aura in the aura.

"Brother Han, this is too similar to the little one."

Han Xiao nodded: "Well, it's just not wild enough."

"You say that, it is indeed a bit. It is said that the eighteenth woman has changed. She was so clever when she was a child, she must be a beautiful woman when she grows up."

Hua was speechless and couldn't help but start to imagine in her mind what she would look like when she grew up.

Han Xiao glanced at Huahua speechless, his eyes were cold.

Hua's back was cold, and he laughed twice: "Um, Brother Han, you can't always guard the Jiangcheng city center. She should be a sophomore at her age, maybe not in a local university. She is so smart. , Is it possible that God is a university?"

It’s a sophomore, he and Han Xiao both graduated from college, but they are still pretending to be a junior...

Han Xiao pursed his lips and stared at the fondant man without saying a word.

He really regrets that because of family reasons, he left too hastily and didn't say goodbye to Xiaodu.

Hua Wuyan stared at the fondant man too, and couldn't help but think of Xiao Budian following the group of boys practicing martial arts behind them, and the corners of her mouth curled up nicely.

It should be nostalgic for everyone to get along like ordinary people, without identity and background.

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Because it took three hours to wait for the fondant person, Qin Shu returned to Shengyuan at nine o'clock in the evening.

There is a longer course in the evening.

She hurriedly returned to the small study in the bedroom, turned on the computer, and saw the message from the young professor.

[Something tonight, no class. 】

Qin Shu breathed a sigh of relief, otherwise she didn't understand some of the lessons for so long.

Qin Shu looked at the fondant cake man on the desk,

Decided to take a shower first, and then go to the study to find him.

At the same time, the lounge in the study

Gu Yan first saw the wound on Fu Tingyu's back, it was already scabs, there was nothing serious about it.

During this period of time, he developed medicines to understand poisons, and he had just given them to Fu Tingyu to see the effect.

Gu Yan looked at Fu Tingyu's face and found that his face was pale, his forehead was violently blue, and large beads of sweat slipped from the sharply defined forehead to his chin.

"Yu, how do you feel? If it doesn't work, take inhibitors."

Fu Tingyu gritted his teeth: "It's okay, I can bear it."

Gu Yan shook his head helplessly. You can touch everything in this world, but you can't touch it.

If it wasn't for Qin Shu, how could Yu be poisoned?

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Qin Shu walked to the entrance of the study with the box, because he wanted to surprise the man, so he didn't plan to knock on the door.