Difficult ex-wife

Just about to continue to wipe Ye Fu's body, the doorbell rang.

Fu Nancen frowned. When did Dr. Chen become so fast? He always procrastinated when he was seeing a doctor before.

(Dr. Chen: Don’t even think about how long you’ve been feeding this glass of water! Roll your eyes.)
After Dr. Chen came over, he put a bottle on Ye Fu and prescribed medicine.

After Fu Nancen asked him the dosage of the medicine again, Dr. Chen showed some surprise. He has worked in Fu's family for many years, and this is the first time that Fu Shao is so interested in women. There have been rumors about the two of them. The marriage is not harmonious, and it doesn't look like it!

But he was able to work in Fu's family all these years because he knew what to ask and what not to ask. After confirming the medicine again, he left.

Fu Nancen looked at Ye Fu who was still comatose on the bed. Normally, she looked healthy and full of vitality. Now lying on the bed so fragile, he was not used to it, and a certain string in his heart was touched.

Touching her forehead, it was still hot, but the area between her brows relieved a lot.

While Ye Fu was still sleeping, he got up and went to the study, wanting to check the surveillance from last night.

After turning on the computer, he remembered that he had turned off the monitor before. At that time, he thought that his grandfather was watching him and Ye Fu, so he turned off the monitor angrily. He hasn't turned it on until now. The monitor is just a decoration.

He rubbed his temples, this time he really shot himself in the foot.

He turned on the monitor again, checked it, and found that there was still a blind spot, and remembered the location, and then called someone to install more monitors, so that all the ugliness could not be hidden.

Thinking of Ming Qi's performance in cooking noodles last night, he gave a cold snort, and he left the study and went to the kitchen.

He planned to cook, and told Ye Fu with his actions that anyone could do this kind of thing, and he should not be moved by such low-cost behavior.

Ming Qi cooks noodles, so he cooks noodles too.

"Zhiyi, go to the room and stare at your master. If she wakes up, you can call." Fu Nancen said to the golden retriever hiding in the den.

The little golden retriever seemed to understand, got out of the kennel, lifted the injured paw last night, and limped towards the second bedroom.

"Look, if you shut the door, you won't get hurt. Next time, no one will dare to get close to you." Fu Nancen preached.

(Gouzi: I really tied Q)
Mr. Fu started cooking, and he wore Ye Fu's cartoon apron in a decent way. Looking through the mirror wall, it was neither fish nor fowl, it was a bit funny!

Bring the water to a boil, then add the noodles.

Such a simple operation did not pose any difficulty to him.

Although he is a novice, but with his ability, he will definitely cook a hundred times better than Ming Qi.

In between boiling water, he also washed rice, cooked porridge, and made two-handed preparations.

Is it difficult?You can do it with your hands.

President Fu is full of confidence.

Wash fresh vegetables, boil water, put noodles and vegetables, and season.

The phone rang.

It's Tang Fei's call.

He frowned, the call came at an inopportune time.

He hesitated a little, canceled the ringtone of the incoming call and changed it to vibration.

The phone was still ringing, so she picked it up because she was afraid that something might happen to Tang Fei.

"Brother Cen, did you go to the company? Why didn't you call me when you left, I overslept." Tang Feilue's tired voice came with a nasal tone.

"The company has something to do. Today will be very busy. I'll let Song Qiao go there. Tell him if you have anything to do."

"Okay then, you have to pay attention to your body, you didn't sleep much last night, so take a nap as soon as you have time..."

Fu Nancen tilted his head, held his mobile phone by his shoulder, listened to Tang Fei's concern, and responded casually. He frowned, did he add salt just now?
Should not be added, next spoonful of salt.

"Brother Cen, what were you talking about just now, what eyes?"

"It's nothing, you heard it wrong." His hand accidentally knocked over the spatula, and it fell to the ground with a loud noise.

"what sound?"

"I'm busy here, I'll call you later."

"Ok."

Probably feeling Tang Fei's loss, Fu Nancen added: "If you are free, let Song Qiao take you to see the villa, and buy whichever one you like."

"But I want to choose with you, after all, it will be our new home in the future."

"As long as you like it, I will definitely like it."

"Brother Cen, you are so kind, then I will choose well."

Fu Nancen responded with a few words and hung up the phone.

Looking at the noodles in the pot, it is clear that the green vegetables were put into the pot, but now the color is dark, and it doesn't look good.

After turning off the fire, he tried the taste, and Jun's face wrinkled as soon as he put it in his mouth.

It had an indescribable smell, he didn't know what seasoning he had added, dogs wouldn't eat it.

Mr. Fu's first bowl of noodles in clear soup was a failure.

It's definitely not his problem, it's the distraction caused by answering the phone.

Ming Qi cooks noodles, he cooks noodles, it's not challenging.

Thinking that he and Ye Fu usually have a bowl of fish soup, he searched on his mobile phone. If you have a fever, you can drink fish soup to increase the body's resistance.

This time I searched for the recipe and followed the recipe carefully.

Fresh ingredients are delivered every day in the refrigerator, there is cleaned crucian carp, that's all.

But after a while, there was a crackling sound from the kitchen. The moment the fish was put into the oil pan, oil splashed everywhere, making Boss Fu cry out in pain. He put the lid on the pan, turned off the fire, and let out a long sigh tone.

There were red marks left by the oil star all over his arms, and after washing it with cold water, he felt better.

Turning his head to look at the messy kitchen counter, with a wooden face, he took out his mobile phone and called the chef from the old house.

Ye Fu was sleeping anyway, and she didn't know who did the cooking!
He quickly went back to the master bedroom to take a shower, put on the pajamas Ye's mother made for him, and quickly went to Ye Fu's room.

The drip was about to bottom out, and the little golden retriever fell asleep beside the bed and fell asleep.

"Let you watch, but you are lazy." Fu Nancen walked over and kicked the dog lightly.

The dog was kicked and immediately howled.

"Pengci again, get out!" Fu Nancen was speechless.

The dog wailed a few times by the bed, but the hostess limped away without waking up.

Fu Nancen sat on the edge of the bed, stretched out his hand and touched Ye Fu's forehead, it was not so hot anymore.

Seeing that Ye Fu was still sleeping, Fu Nancen was also a little tired, so he lay down next to her.

But just as he was about to put his hand on Ye Fu's waist, Ye Fu suddenly stretched out his hand and waved it away. In fact, she had already woken up, but her body was uncomfortable and she had no strength.

"Are you awake?" Fu Nancen was stunned for a moment, her strength was very light, it was more like a touch than a wave.

"Go away, I don't want to see you." Ye Fu's voice became hoarse when she spoke.

Did he forget what happened last night?What did you think of Ye Fu!

"If I hadn't come back, you would have gone crazy today."

Ye Fu turned sideways, turned her back to him, and didn't want to have any communication with him. She would rather be burned into a fool than see him.

"Ye Fu, you heartless woman." Fu Nancen raised his eyebrows, the red marks on his arms that were splashed with oil haven't faded yet!Leaving aside what happened last night, just because he served her all morning, she should be somewhat grateful.

Ye Fu ignored him, she was exhausted physically and mentally now, she just wanted to have a good sleep and not think about anything.