Wealthy Child Bride: Hello, Mr. President

  She managed to solve one plate and brought another plate.

   By the way, he took time to look at the person on the other side, and urged, "Are you going to eat it or not, it won't taste good when it's cold."

   "Are you angry?" Fu Zhiyan didn't move, his eagle eyes narrowed.

  Han Xiaoye rolled his eyes, raised the corners of his mouth, bared his teeth, and asked him, "Do I look happy now?"

   "What are you angry about? I said you smelled your feet?"

"……"Depend on! He also mentions foot odor!

  Han Xiaoye laughed angrily, lowered his head and sniffed his feet, raised his head and said to him, "Where's the smell, I smell it clearly."

   said that, but his heart was silently bored.

   really has such a little taste.

  It is estimated that it is because of the shoes.

  Han Xiaoye took a look at the shoes she took off. She bought the slip-on slip-on shoes with flat bottoms similar to boat shoes. They were cheap, just over a hundred. But it's comfortable to wear and goes well with clothes. Usually she likes to wear it, and it is easy to walk when strung together. But cheap shoes basically have the same problem - not breathable. Before, she used to walk most of the time in the company, and she didn't feel that with the air conditioner on. Last night and this morning, she was really running around, her feet must be sweating, and it was inevitable that she would smell a little while covering her shoes. But she just smelt it with a pestle, and it was a little bit, but it wasn't really unbearable.

   "I won't say it next time." Fu Zhiyan frowned and took a step back.

  Han Xiaoye pursed his lips, "I'm not angry that you said my feet stink."

"why?"

   "I'm angry that you don't think from my point of view."

   He has a cleanliness addiction, a dog's nose, he can smell it, why say it. Even if he really feels a little stinky, he can tell himself in private. The big deal is that she won't wear these shoes in the future.

  Han Xiaoye is really angry, she is a person who is angry or angry, whether she is willful or ignorant, she just won't pretend to be in front of him.

"I think you don't care about me. Others say that girls and men who are too rude won't cherish it. I didn't think so before, but now I think it really is. Tell me the truth, do you think I'm particularly thick-skinned? Are you particularly shameless in front of you?"

"……no."

  The little hooligan is often heartless in front of him, but he doesn't have that kind of thought.

"That's what you think! Look at you just now, you can tell me in private that I take off my shoes and my feet will smell. You have to tell me directly here, and let the waiter hear it. You hear it. You still have to let those girls hear you say that I didn't take a bath last night. People think I'm a woman who doesn't like bathing and has no quality. You didn't see those girls keep peeking at you and go out I even stood outside on purpose and pretended to wait for the bus, while making a fuss to attract your attention..."

  Han Xiaoye was very sad, she felt that she was a little beauty anyway, why there weren't so many wild bees and butterflies.

   On the contrary, every time Fu Zhiyan came out, he didn't know how many pairs of eyes were on him.

  Why?

  Why is she the one who gets jealous every time?

   is so unfair!

   She took a deep breath, and suddenly she lost her appetite again.

  Fu Zhiyan looked at her jealous little face, and his frown suddenly loosened. He pursed his thin lips and picked up the chopsticks. He picked up a crystal dumpling and fed it gracefully into his mouth. As if casually, he said, "What do those people think, what do they think has anything to do with me. What does it have to do with you. I only see you."

   "If you care, I'll pay attention next time, it won't be like this in the future."

  Han Xiaoye was swept away by his two words to dispel the dark clouds in his heart. But my heart is still a little uncomfortable, "Why can't you see, your eyes are fine."

   "I can't see it." Fu Zhiyan's voice did not fluctuate, but he had a convincing power.

  Emma.

   So sweet!

She tried her best to hold her little face so that she would not be knocked down by sweet words, and she glanced at her brightly, "You don't look at others, and you don't care what others think, so why do you have to teach me not to sit still. Anyway, you all feel in your eyes. It's only me, and if I don't have a seat, I don't have a seat."

  Fu Zhiyan took another crystal dumpling, and Han Xiaoye ate the same thing just now. But the two people's eating is completely two extremes. Han Xiaoye's food is not hungry, at most it is inelegant. But in contrast to his elegance, the appearance of ordinary people in an instant becomes too inelegant!

He took a bite of the dumpling, his deep eagle eyes fell on Han Xiaoye's face, serious, "I can't stand Mrs. Fu's absence. Also, you are wearing a skirt today, and you are sitting by the window. You are here at any time. Someone passed by."

  The little hooligan wears a skirt and dares to stretch her legs so long. If a man passes by outside, her legs will be seen naked, and she might even be seen disappearing. His Mrs. Fu was seen by other men. He didn't discipline her, so could it be that he praised her?

   "The one with the feet, if you care about it, I will pay attention to it in the future. This is the seat, and then wear a skirt and sit well."

   His serious gaze fell on Han Xiaoye's arrogant legs just now.

   "The skirt is so short and cross-legged, do you think you are very reasonable?"

  “…”

   "You are still pregnant with a child. What did the director of the gynecology department tell you before? Be careful not to squeeze the child when you sit. How did you do it yourself?"

  "..." Han Xiaoye was a little guilty and defended, "My skirt is not too short, it reaches the knee. The short skirt is above the thigh."

   "You mean, you don't want to wear a skirt above the thigh? Huh?" Fu Zhiyan narrowed his eyes. She dared to wear it, so he dared to lock her at home and reflect on it.

   "I'm not saying that I want to wear them, I'm just saying that skirts are now above the thighs, and young girls are now wearing them. I'm not short skirts at all."

   "Your son is 4 and a half years old." Fu Zhiyan choked and reminded her.

   "I'm still in college. I'm still young, it's not like you're running for four." Han Xiaoye was upset, and Fu Kitten was 4 and a half years old, so what. She looks young with a baby face. Besides, she was only in her twenties, so she was young. Many people have just graduated from college at her age and will work for two years at most.

   "People say that the uncle matches the loli because the uncle will spoil the loli, why don't you spoil me at all? You like to say that I disciplined me all day long. You are not afraid that I will run away with people?"

  Fu Zhiyan's eyes sank, and a storm rolled up in his eyes, "Oh? Who did you want to run with?"

  Han Xiaoye regretted what he said just now, and sure enough, he was angry when he saw Fu Zhiyan. She pouted, but she couldn't pull down her face to admit her mistake, and muttered, "I'm just making an analogy, why are you so serious? Old-fashioned."