Secret love turns into love, women never want to escape

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He saw Murong Ziyu who fell to the ground, and Fu Yue who was holding a fish with a dazed expression on his face.

"You pushed it?"

Zhou Qianyu asked Fu Yuedao.

Fu Yue shook his head.

Seeing this, Murong Ziyu said, "It wasn't her pushing, it was because I didn't pay attention to the water under my feet when I turned around just now."

"You're not hurt are you?"

Fu Yue asked.

"No."

Murong Ziyu staggered up.

"I see that you fell hard, and you can't stand up anymore. Hurry up and rest on the sofa for a while, and check to see if you are injured."

Fu Yue put down the fish and washed her hands.

"It's okay, it's not that expensive. You wash the fish first, and I'll drag it on the ground. There's too much water, and it's easy to fall."

Murong Ziyu said.

"Also."

Fu Yue nodded.

Murong Ziyu went out to get a mop.

Zhou Qianyu approached Fu Yue, watched her washing the fish, and said with disgust: "You've done it, how can I look at it, it's still a whole fish?"

"I just took off my clothes and took a bath for it. It tastes good after washing it for nothing. What do you know?"

"Hey, I'm a person with a basic IQ, don't you know how to kill fish?"

Zhou Qianyu asked.

"Say it like you would?

How about you come? "

Fu Yue put the fish on the cutting board.

"I'll come, I'll come."

Zhou Qianyu rolled up his sleeves and took the knife from Fu Yue's hand.

Murong Ziyu came over with a mop, and what she saw was that Zhou Qianyu was killing fish, and Fu Yue complained beside him, "I said, Mr. Zhou, your knife has been useless for many years. It's rusty. It's so slow to kill a fish." , are you killing chickens for it?"

"You don't understand now. The meat of the fish after killing the chicken is fresh and tender. I have studied food. Have you forgotten how many famous restaurants I have been to?"

Zhou Qianyu said.

"I think you have broken its gall."

Fu Yue asked.

Zhou Qianyu saw the broken gall, "Hey, do you still know gall?"

"When the gallbladder is broken, you can't eat it."

Fu Yue reminded.

"I know, I was just a wrong example, I told you not to do this, Ziyu is here, you should learn from her."

Zhou Qianyu washed his hands and walked out of the kitchen swaggeringly.

Fu Yue: "..." She really didn't understand why he was so swaggering.

"The fish can no longer be eaten, and the gallbladder is broken."

Fu Yue said to Murong Ziyu, and added, "I didn't break it, it was Zhou Qianyu."

Murong Ziyu's complexion was not good, she handed the mop to Fu Yue, "You should mop the floor first, you know how to do this, right?"

Fu Yue nodded, and dragged the water on the ground once or twice.

"How are you?"

Murong Ziyu asked.

"Okay, the other places are clean and there is no water. If I go to mop it, the ground will get wet instead."

Fu Yue explained.

"You can't even mop the floor, are you still a woman?"

Murong Ziyu said irritably.

"Why do women mop the floor?"

Fu Yue asked back.

"Besides, there is nothing that will not be delayed. I just don't think it is necessary."

Murong Ziyu felt a headache.

"Forget it, let's make cheese ribs, you wash the ribs first."

As Murong Ziyu said, she took out the ribs.

"I'll go, you didn't even let the rib seller cut your ribs?"

Fu Yue complained, "When you're at home, you cut it yourself, right?"

"Don't worry about yourself, you can do it."

Murong Ziyu said.

Fu Yue picked up the knife helplessly, slap, slap, slap, several times.

"I said, Fu Yue, are you going to demolish the house?"

Zhou Qianyu complained, and went to the kitchen again.

Fu Yue was still chopping the ribs vigorously, "If I didn't use such force, I would keep chopping."

Zhou Qianyu also saw the whole ribs on the chopping board, and he looked at Murong Ziyu, "Didn't you ask someone to cut it?"

Murong Ziyu was stunned.

She thought that Zhou Qianyu called her over to torture Fu Yue on purpose.

If she cuts everything up, how can she torture Fu Yue.

Murong Ziyu was silent and did not speak.

Fu Yue smashed it several times.

"I said, do these bones have a deep hatred with you?"

Zhou Qianyu said to Fu Yue in disgust.

"I feel like it's almost there, anyway, it's the same as cooked, right?"

Fu Yue said.

Murong Ziyu looked at the long and short ribs of different sizes, "Cut the ribs a little shorter, it's easier to taste."

"alright."

Fu Yue picked out the long ones and placed them neatly on the cutting board.

She went down with a knife, wondering if she had put too much, but none of them were cut off.

"Sorry, I was wrong demonstration."

Zhou Qianyu: "..." Why does he think that Fu Yue learned this sentence from him.

"It's okay, you can demonstrate correctly."

Zhou Qianyu said with disgust.

Fu Yue took a deep breath, and slashed down. With a hey sound, none of them were broken.

"Wrong demonstration?"

Zhou Qianyu raised an eyebrow and asked Fu Yue.

"Your knife is really blunt, you should sharpen it."

Fu Yue said.

Murong Ziyu looked at the look in Zhou Qianyu's eyes.

There is no dislike or hatred for Fu Yue at all. On the contrary, she thinks that it is the love between men and women, which is the catalyst of feelings.

Realizing this, my heart skipped a beat, making me even more uncomfortable.

She said softly: "Who would cut it together? Even a pork seller wouldn't cut it like this. They would cut it one by one. Let me do it."

"Oh, I'm not, I'm greedy for quickness, I didn't expect that these are still stubborn bones."

"puff."

Zhou Qianyu was amused by Fu Yue, "You are weak, so find a reason and start running with me tomorrow."

"Isn't it?

You are so overwhelmed, why are you running, don't overthink it, the bed is so comfortable. "

Fu Yue's face was full of sadness.

"Running is very good. In addition to strengthening the body, it can also cultivate the body. I will run for half an hour every morning and then do one hour of yoga."

Murong Ziyu cut the ribs, her tone softened again.

Those graceful movements and smiling expressions are completely ideal for a perfect goddess.

Fu Yue looked at Murong Ziyu, "It's good, and the ribs you cut are also pretty good, how about you run with Zhou Qianyu?"

Zhou Qianyu frowned, "I went for a run with Murong Ziyu, what are you doing?"

Fu Yue raised a smile, "I'll help you take care of the bed."

Zhou Qianyu was unhappy.

She was his wife, and he went out for a run with another woman, and not only was she not angry at all, she continued to sleep?

She doesn't care about him that much.

"Murong Ziyu, let her cut it, let her do this kind of rough work, and, Fu Yue, start tomorrow, run with me for an hour every day, you like the quilt so much, you can run with your quilt on your back."

Zhou Qianyu said coldly, turned and went out.

Fu Yue noticed that Zhou Qianyu seemed to be angry, why?

Could it be that she felt wrong?

"Have you noticed that Zhou Qianyu is angry?"

Fu Yue asked Murong Ziyu next to her.