Fu Zhan walked over slowly, and Zhou Nuo was so angry when he saw his sloppy look that he rubbed his wet hands on his suit.
She walked around to the door and acted like a supervisor, "Hurry up and work!"
He put his hands in front of Zhou Nuo, raised his nose and asked, "My dear wife, can you help me roll up my sleeves?"
Zhou Nuo seriously rolled up his sleeves to his elbows. Knowing that Fu Zhan had a slight mysophobia, he deliberately wanted to make him unhappy. Feeling uneasy, he threw the water from his hands onto his white shirt.
Fu Zhan looked very calm and calm, as if nothing had happened. He put his hands into the water and carefully washed the soft cheongsam.
The stains on it were actually not bad. The main thing was that the fabric was torn in several places and could not be worn again after washing. The second cheongsam was still being worked on, so she blushed and asked the people in the store when it would be finished.
The clerk didn't think much and simply asked, "Did you not be satisfied with our first cheongsam?"
The culprit, Mr. Fu, looked at Zhou Nuo with a blushing face and a calm heart, as if he was staying out of the matter.
Zhou Nuo looked at him sadly, her hands quietly went around his back, and pinched his waist hard. She looked at him threateningly, and said with her eyes: If you don't help me, go sleep in the study.
Bar!
Fu Zhan vaguely said that the cheongsam was accidentally scratched and had nothing to do with it, and looked at Zhou Nuo with a deep look, "My wife and I like the cheongsam very much."
Zhou Nuo smiled dryly and thought to himself: I like you, you big-headed devil, and you obviously like me very much.
The two of them stayed not long before leaving. The clerk went to stay under the air vent of the air conditioner for a while and then scratched his head in confusion. It was obviously not very hot, so why was the customer's face so red just now?
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The wedding of Li Zixuan and Song Yize was postponed due to a problem with the wedding dress. Song Yize had shown off to Fu Zhan more than once that he was one step ahead of Fu Zhan, but now he was completely exhausted when they met again.
Li Zixuan didn't react much. She felt regretful for a while because she couldn't be a bridesmaid after getting married.
Now she no longer had such worries, but felt more at ease. She pulled Zhou Nuo, ignoring Fu Zhan's death gaze.
He took Zhou Nuo's hand and said, "Nuo Nuo, even if I can't be your bridesmaid, you can only have me as your best friend in this life."
Zhou Nuo nodded, his face tightened, and he was very serious, "Don't worry, you are the most important person to me."
After saying this, someone's expression became a little unbearable. Fu Zhan thought of a particularly bloody episode in his mind. She is the most important person in your heart, but what about me...
Song Yize snacked on melon seeds as a matter of course and watched the two people perform the drama of sisterly love. On the other hand, Fu Zhan's eyes were almost like lasers, and it was written all over his body: Please let go of my wife's hand quickly.
Li Zixuan noticed the gaze behind her and glanced at Fu Zhan nonchalantly. The provocation was obvious. Who do you think you are?
Fu Zhan pulled Zhou Nuo up and left without showing any martial ethics. He declared his sovereignty and said, "It's getting late. We have to go home and live as husband and wife!"
Li Zixuan scolded and wanted to snatch Zhou Nuo back. Song Yize couldn't help but stood up, with a hint of threat in his voice: "Xuanxuan, since you don't want to obey, can I stop being a human being?!"
Li Zixuan put her raised foot back and subconsciously thought of the days when Song Yize was not a human being. She knew how to advance and retreat and smiled awkwardly, "You'd better continue to be a human being. Thank you."
Zhou Nuo, who was forcibly pulled up, was a little confused and said "Hey". She rubbed her temples helplessly in the car. How to balance the relationship between Fu Zhan and Li Zixuan has become a tricky thing.
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The final price that made Fu Zhan unhappy was that Zhou Nuo spent a lot of time to coax him. For one night, he stubbornly asked, "Am I more important or is Li Zixuan more important?"
Zhou Nuo ran out of energy, touched his face with his hand, and said coaxingly, "You...you are the most important." Fu Zhan stopped after getting the result he wanted.
The next day, before Zhou Nuo woke up, a phone call came, informing him that the format of the invitation had been sent.
He went to open the door. The words on the invitation were not printed. Zhou Nuo felt that it would be more sincere to write them in longhand.
Fu Zhan filled the pen with pen ink and placed a small table on the bed. Zhou Nuo slept next to him, feeling more motivated at work.
He began to carefully write down the names of the guests one by one. When he got tired of writing, he would lie down and kiss Zhou Nuo's face. Otherwise, he would pick up a strand of her hair and start playing with it carefully.
Zhou Nuo didn't like to be disturbed when she was sleeping. She thought it was a kitten coming to mess with her hair. She put her hands in front of her face and said irritably, "Zhan Zhan, stop it!"
A man's chuckle came to his ears, and Fu Zhan said casually, "It's not Zhan Zhan, it's his father."
Zhou Nuo picked up the quilt and covered his face, saying in a muffled voice, "You are so annoying."
Fu Zhan pulled off the quilt and held her in his arms. Zhou Nuo looked at the invitation on the computer desk. Fu Zhan had already written most of it. She rubbed her eyes and started writing on the guest list.
Zhou Nuo leaned against Fu Zhan. His body was warm and more comfortable than a chair. Fu Zhan looked at her delicate handwriting and couldn't help but kiss her soft cheek again.
The result of the kiss was that she slapped her, and Zhou Nuo said righteously, "Don't make trouble, I'm working!"
Fu Zhan laughed and honestly stopped making trouble. After finishing writing, they personally delivered it door to door.
Especially when it was presented to Xia Kefeng, his tail almost lifted up proudly, "You must come, I'll save a front row for you."
Zhou Nuo smiled and nodded sincerely. Xia Kefeng snorted coldly and felt that it was an eyesore when he looked at the invitation.
Song Mengjia carried a lunch box on her cell phone and hurried over. She gasped for air, blinked her big eyes, and looked after Zhou Nuo, "Hey, sister Zhou Nuo, you are here too!"
Zhou Nuo smiled and nodded. She had originally planned to send an invitation to Song Mengjia, but this time it was easier.
Song Mengjia noticed the way Xia Kefeng looked at Zhou Nuo, and tightened her hands on the lunch box, but still forced a smile and said, "Okay, I will definitely go there then."
Fu Zhan noticed this inexplicable aura and took Zhou Nuo away first.
Song Mengjia asked, asking for trouble, "Xia Kefeng, do you still like Sister Zhou Nuo?"
He didn't answer, but Xia Kefeng's silence said everything. Song Mengjia didn't dare to look at his expression, and there were hopeless tears in her eyes. Before they could escape, she had already fled away.
Due to personal reasons, I haven't updated for two days. I'm very sorry to everyone.
There is also a chapter that has been blocked. Anyone who sees it will earn it!!!