After being reborn, he was tricked by paranoid Fu Shao

"Why, Liu, is this a secret?"

When Ah Liu heard that the wife of the president said it was a secret, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

"Madam President, this is not a secret." Ah Liu said respectfully.

"Oh, then tell me, what are you writing?" Xi Ruo asked nonchalantly.

Ah Liu's hand on his side tightened, and a few drops of sweat dripped from his head, before finally speaking: "Madam President, this is—this is—master asked me to write it."

"Huh? What? Jun Mu asked you to write it, so why do you have to repeat it?"

Xi Ruo opened her mouth in doubt, but in fact she still wanted to ask why it was just this sentence.

"Because—because the master wants Ah Liu to learn how to look, to watch for good timing, and not to appear suddenly." Ah Liu said embarrassingly.

"————" Xi Ruo immediately remembered that Ah Liu would appear at every critical moment.

Thinking that it was Fu Junmu who gave the order, I suddenly thought how could this man be so cute.　
Xi Ruo thought of going to Fu's house tomorrow, so she had to bring something.

So I told Ah Liu to let him write well, and hurried out to get ready.

Ah Liu sat on the desk like a primary school student, and wrote that sentence. In fact, he still had one thing that he didn't tell Xi Ruo. Afraid of being laughed at, Fu Junmu told him to copy it 1000 times.
The time will come again."

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When Fu Junmu came back, he washed up and went to bed, but when he got on the bed, he found that his fragrant and soft wife was gone. He was a little anxious in his heart, so he went out of the bedroom to look for it.

As a result, I saw a small figure in the cloakroom, busy looking for clothes.

He leaned lazily against the door, quietly watching his wife's busy little figure, as if he couldn't get enough of it, and didn't know what she was looking for, so serious.

He had no choice but to step forward and wrap his arms around her.

Xi Ruo knew when Fu Junmu came over, there was no way, her Junmu's smell was too unique.

There is a faint smell of tobacco on his body, which is not choking and makes people feel very comfortable.

"Jojo, what are you doing?"

Fu Junmu's slightly cool lips pressed close to Xi Ruo's ear, and Xi Ruo only felt a warm and itchy sensation on her ear.

"Jun Mu, I'm going home tomorrow."

"Ok, I know."

"I want to dress up and go back home."

Fu Junmu pressed against Xi Ruo's earworm, and said softly, "Ruo Ruo, the ugly daughter-in-law still wants to see her in-laws, so—"

Xi Ruo didn't hear what he said, she just felt the bursts of heat coming from her ears, making her body tremble.

She didn't have time to talk to Fu Junmu, she still had to find clothes.

Gently pushed Fu Junmu, "Jun Mu, you go to bed first, I'll look for my clothes."

"Ruoruo, you are nervous."

It's not a question, it's an affirmation.

"Ruoruo, my home is your home." He said softly.

"I know, but I'm just nervous."　
Xiruo muttered softly.

Then Xi Ruo turned around and pushed Fu Junmu, telling him to go out first and go to bed first.

May I ask if your wife is not on the bed, can you fall asleep?
Xu Shi saw that Xi Ruo's attitude was too firm, so Fu Junmu said hello and walked out quietly.

study.

Fu Junmu walked in and saw Ah Liu who was "working hard to write" there, and then remembered that he asked him to write that sentence.

"Ah Liu, has Ruoruo been to the study?"

Fu Junmu's cold voice rang in Ah Liu's ears, and Ah Liu immediately stood up and answered.

"Master, the president's wife is here."

Fu Junmu thought to himself: As expected.　
It turned out that it was because Xi Ruo had a habit since she was a child. She tended to mess up things when she was nervous, so she kept writing on paper and completed them one by one in order.

Fu Junmu walked into the bedroom with big strides, and saw a piece of paper on the dressing table.

It read: homecoming plan

① Dress yourself up beautifully;

② Prepare gifts, mother-in-law and father-in-law;

③Learn to cook for Jun Mu to eat;

----

Apart from these three points, there are no other words on the paper.

Seeing Xiruo caring so much about his parents, Fu Junmu immediately had a smile in his eyes.

He raised his wrist and looked at the time on the watch. It was still early, only seven o'clock.

Well, let her get ready.

Fu Junmu immediately came out of the bedroom and reviewed the documents in the study.

The second hand of the wall clock in the living room has turned countless times, and the little man in the cloakroom still has no plans to come out.

Fu Junmu, who was in the study, had finished reviewing the documents, squeezed the space between his brows, and looked at the watch on his wrist, it was already nine o'clock, Ruoruo should go to bed.

He walked out while thinking, but he still couldn't see his wife when he got to the bedroom.

As he was about to go out, he sharply saw a corner of a piece of paper in the drawer of the bedside table.

Driven by curiosity, he walked over, he gently pulled out the paper, and saw a pile of writing and drawing on it.

It turned out that the previous one was a plan that was finalized after careful consideration. It was written on this paper that I should wear the clothes of the above color every day, so as not to make my parents feel dazzling; and what meals to make every day

dishes; there are some things to pay attention to, etc.
Writing and scribbling on the paper, scribbling and writing, all these behaviors of my wife show that she really cares about her parents' opinions, and she—— also cares about him.

Fu Junmu casually took the piece of paper that Xi Ruo wrote, painted and altered several times, and walked lightly to the cloakroom.

Fu Junmu walked into the cloakroom, but he didn't find his wife inside, and was about to go out.

He found a pile of clothes piled up in the innermost wardrobe in the cloakroom. The point is that he seemed to see that the clothes were moving.

Looking at it, he walked over involuntarily, only to find that his wife had been buried in the clothes, and he couldn't laugh or cry.

He squatted down and took off the clothes one by one, and finally saw the little head buried in the clothes.

"Jojo, what are you doing?"

"Ah? Jun Mu, you haven't slept yet. I'm looking for a white dress I wore before."

Then he said to himself: I clearly remember that it is in this closet.
"Ruoruo, let's go back to sleep first, tomorrow there will be a professional makeup team to dress you up, huh?"

"Jun Mu, what do you think we should do? I'm really nervous right now."

Xi Ruo felt a little uncomfortable, and sat directly on the carpet. Fu Junmu couldn't help but shook his head watching.

Fu Junmu stood up, gently picked her up, and walked towards the bedroom.

Xi Ruo kept thinking in her head along the way: What if my parents don't like me?What if my parents don't like my cooking?if------

"Ruoruo, you don't need to worry about them."

After a pause, Fu Junmu took out the previous piece of paper with his slender fingers like jade, and then looked at Xi Ruo.　
"Ruoruo, what is this, huh?"