After being pregnant, Sand Sculptor always insists on marrying me

Although Fu Juntong said that he wanted Han Qi to sleep well and he would deal with the suspension of school, but Han Qi got up early the next morning.

Fortunately, he slept very well last night, almost dreamless, so he didn't feel any burden when he got up early.

After all, it's not that he really doesn't know everything. Of course he understands the suspension of school. Although it's not impossible for him not to go, Fu Juntong has nothing to do with him in the legal sense.

If Fu Juntong went to do it by himself, the whole process would definitely be much more troublesome than going by himself.

Han Qi thought he had woken up early enough, but unexpectedly, he happened to run into Fu Juntong when he was going out. Coincidentally, they walked out of the room almost at the same time.

Fu Juntong was very surprised to see Han Qi come out. After all, Han Qi has been lethargic recently, and he didn't know it.

I said last night that Han Qi doesn't need to go, he can handle it by himself, why did he wake up so early now: "Why did he wake up so early, are you sleepy, don't you want to sleep for a while?"

Han Qi shook his head. He's not sleepy now, just a little hungry, but before he could answer Fu Juntong's question, the sound of his stomach rang out in this space first.

Well, be very hungry.

This almost made Fu Juntong amused, Han Qi always laughed at him before, but now it can be regarded as a turn of events.

But he didn't have the guts to laugh out loud in front of Han Qi, so he took Han Qi downstairs and asked him to sit on the sofa and wait for a while: "Wait a minute, I'll cook for you. "

Fu Juntong first made Han Qi a cup of honey water, then he took out an apron from somewhere, tied it around his waist, and walked to the kitchen, not to mention, it still looked decent.

The honey water is not thick, it is warm and warm, and it is quite comfortable to drink.

Han Qi drank the honey water that Fu Juntong brought to him, and looked at his back as he walked towards the kitchen, feeling very worried.

He thought that Fu Juntong was going to take him out for dinner, but he didn't expect that he would make it at home. This, this, this, can he do it?

This is Mr. Ba, can Mr. Ba have the opportunity to cook, and Fu Juntong looks like he is not in the sun, and he doesn't look like he can enter the kitchen.

The more Han Qi thought about it, the more flustered he became. Fu Juntong is going to fry the kitchen, right?

It doesn't matter anything else, the main thing is not to hurt yourself.

Han Qi felt that he couldn't sit here anymore, he had to go over and have a look, and if something happened, he could make up for it.

He drank the water in his hand in two or three sips, put the cup down, and walked lightly to the kitchen. The kitchen door was closed, probably because of the good exhaust function, and Han Qi couldn't smell it for a while. Get out the smell inside.

He thought for two seconds, then decisively opened the kitchen door.

Unlike the chaos and chaos he imagined, the kitchen was very peaceful. Fu Juntong was frying eggs. The oil in the pan made a slight sound when it came into contact with the eggs, and at the same time, wisps of fragrance wafted out.

It looks like something is going on, huh?

Fu Juntong quickly took out the fried eggs and put them on a plate. When he saw Han Qi coming in, he asked, "What's the matter? I'm hungry. I can eat it right away."

Fu Juntong planned to take out the fried eggs first, and then went back to serve the noodles.

When he walked past Han Qi with the plate, Han Qi followed the scent and saw the appearance of the two fried eggs. It was a regular golden round shape. Because they hadn't been turned over, the yolks were slightly runny. It's his style.

To be honest, Fu Juntong's omelette looks quite good in appearance, much better than him.

It turns out that he really knows how to cook. Shouldn't President Ba have his own chef? How can he still cook? It's unscientific.

When Han Qi began to think about life, Fu Juntong had already returned to the kitchen.

"Aren't you hungry? I'll make breakfast a little easier."

Fu Juntong picked up the boiled noodles from the pot, put them in a bowl, and poured the toppings that he had made before, and the heat was overflowing with the aroma.

Han Qi felt that it was not good for him to just watch and wait for the meal, so he took the initiative to go up to help Fu Juntong serve the bowl, but he dodged it lightly and cleverly: "I'll just take it, Xiao Qi, take the chopsticks and spoon Just take it."

It was obvious that he didn't want him to touch the bowl. After all, there were noodles and soup in the bowl, and it was just out of the pot, so it was very hot.

Han Qi could only follow suit, he was already very greedy, so when everything was put away and he sat on the dining table, Han Qi couldn't help but started to move his chopsticks.

When he took the first bite of noodles and tasted the taste, Han Qi felt that he was too narrow-minded before.

President Ba has a chef, so what? It has nothing to do with the cooking of President Ba. Fu Juntong's level is much higher than his.

If his skill is at the level of home cooking, then Fu Juntong can definitely be regarded as a chef, which is great.

The more Han Qi ate, the happier he became.

Fu Juntong is a good man in the world, and Fu Juntong is reliable in the world. He is really excellent, and he is a standard match for a male lead!

Of course, it would be more perfect if there is no classic speech that destroys the atmosphere from time to time.

"How is it? Does it suit your appetite?" Fu Juntong saw that Han Qi was eating happily. Of course, it was impossible not to know that Han Qi liked it very much, but he just wanted to ask——

Otherwise, how can I be praised.

“Excellent!”

Sure enough, Han Qi didn't doubt that he was there. After complimenting him, he deliberately put down his chopsticks and gave him a thumbs up. Then he made a gesture of caution before continuing to eat safely.

Fu Juntong looked at Han Qibi's small movements with satisfaction, and felt that his heart was greatly satisfied. He was obviously used to eating food, but at this moment he felt that it was more palatable than before.

After eating, Fu Juntong packed the dishes and put them in the dishwasher.

For breakfast this morning, the only thing Han Qi did was to hold the chopsticks and spoons. He sat on the chair and touched his belly, and he realized a problem deeply. If this continues, he may really be turned into a little waste up.

Especially when Fu Juntong asked him if he wanted to go back to sleep after eating.

"No." Han Qi rejected the proposal with great difficulty, and went to bed after eating without doing anything, even if raising pigs like this.

Fu Juntong saw that he insisted, so he stopped persuading him, and it would be better to go out for a walk more, so as to save him from being bored at home all day.

It's not that he didn't see that Han Qi was a bit introverted in front of unfamiliar people, even in front of familiar people, he also showed a little insecure, and subconsciously kept himself from causing trouble to others, with a strong sense of boundaries powerful.

This kind of social distance is very suitable for colleagues, but it seems a bit too unfamiliar to be in a family.

At this time, you should expand your social scope and communicate with more people. Unfortunately, Han Qi himself is not very willing, so he can only take his time.

When he arrived at the school, Fu Juntong should have greeted him in advance, so the procedures for suspending school went very smoothly, and Han Qi had nothing to do except to sign a few names.

It took about an hour to complete all the procedures. When he came out with the file bag, Han Qi was still a little dazed.

This is too fast.

Looking at his current expression, Fu Juntong felt distressed and a little guilty. He rubbed Han Qi's hair and then squeezed his hand with great restraint: "After two years, when we come back, I will also bring you here."

Han Qi hadn't thought of this before, but after hearing Fu Juntong's words, he became a little bewildered and confused.

Two years is indeed a bit long. After two years, I don't know what will happen.

He smiled, did not speak, let Fu Juntong hold his hand, and led him back to the car.

Han Qi originally thought that after completing the formalities, he would go home. Unexpectedly, the surrounding scenery became more and more unfamiliar, and it was not the familiar way home at all: "Where is this going?"

Or is it a new road that he has never been on?

"go to company."

!!!

No sir.

"No, no, no, you'd better send me back." Han Qi didn't want to go to Fu Juntong's company, but if he went, he could imagine how Fu Juntong's employees would react.

"No, there is no aunt at home to cook for you." Fu Juntong retorted.

"I can cook it myself!" Han Qi refused to accept it. When he lived alone, he cooked all the meals by himself.

"There is no food in the refrigerator." Fu Juntong continued.

"Then I'll order takeaway." Han Qi saw the trick.

"You can't get in the general takeaway, you have to go to the door to get it yourself." Of course, Fu Juntong didn't tell the absolute truth. It is true that the general takeaway can't get in, but it's not impossible to get in, but you can't order it on the takeaway software , other channels are needed.

Han Qi recalled the distance from Fu Juntong's villa to the gate of the community, and shook his head resentfully.

It was several kilometers, and he couldn't bear it.

But he didn't quite believe it, he didn't believe it anymore, don't all the people who live there order takeaway, if they want to eat takeaway, they have to travel a long way.

But looking at Fu Juntong's serious face, he probably wouldn't lie to him.

Maybe they are all used to asking aunts or cooking by themselves. Takeaways cannot enter the community. The developer of this community may not have colluded with the boss of the housekeeping company.

"That's it."

Han Qi thought for a while before making up his mind: "Then I'll buy vegetables and go back to cook."

This is the head office, but he doesn't want to go to the supermarket at all. There are too many people and too many things. Every time he buys something, it's like crossing a catastrophe.

However, he looked at Fu Juntong, who was in a neat suit, and gave up the idea of ​​letting him go shopping with him. This style of painting was too unsuitable.

It's a pity that Fu Juntong didn't let him go grocery shopping.

Not long after Han Qi finished speaking, Fu Juntong turned a corner with ease and parked the car.

"Here, let's go."

How come it's here so soon? How long has it been?

Han Qi looked at Fu Juntong beside him, there was no obvious change in his look or expression, but somehow Han Qi could see a trace of joy from his indifferent face.

Good guy, Han Qi can tell that Fu Juntong deliberately wanted him to go to the company to show his face.

He suddenly thought of a question. Could it be that Fu Juntong did it on purpose? He got out of the order, so he let everyone see and see and satisfy his desire to have fun?

It shouldn't be so childish, right?

He's not ready yet.

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Today is Chef Fu showing his wife that he is capable of feeding him

It suddenly occurred to me that in ancient times, feeding your wife was just showing that you had a good ability to raise a wife.