Seeking love through marriage: Mr. is too arrogant

It was originally a joke, but he said it in such a seductive tone, which made Jiang Manxue feel hot all over.

People come and go around, the laughter seems to have faded away, faded, just like the landscape ink painting, faded to the depths, the distant mountains are silent, leaving only that beautiful blank space.

Blank space, just you and me.

You are in my ear, pampering you carefully, with a low voice.

Just such a soft sentence, the heart trembled and melted away.

"What are you talking about!" Jiang Manxue glared at him, almost coquettishly, then walked forward quickly with her head down, and even grabbed Fu Qingye's hand, urging him to go faster with a blushing face.

There was a smile on the corners of Fu Qingye's lips, and the coldness in his brows melted away at this moment. Looking at the woman in front of him, the doting light in his eyes made others open, and they couldn't help but smile knowingly.

Strolling to the milk shelf, Jiang Manxue reached out to get pure milk, but someone pulled her hard.

"En?" Jiang Manxue was puzzled, and turned to look at Fu Qingye.

Fu Qingye stared at the assortment of milk of various colors on the shelf, frowning enough to kill a fly.

"Don't buy these." He commanded, with a decisive tone.

Mr. Fu doesn't like milk, so it is a great gift to cook a cup of jujube milk for Miss Jiang every day.

Jiang Manxue raised her chin and looked at him leisurely, "Drinking milk can increase resistance."

"My resistance is very good, so I don't need it." Fu Qingye replied quickly.

"But I like it." Jiang Manxue's eyes were full of water, her moist and round appearance, like a cat, just looking at you so pitifully, meow meow meow wanting to find you Ask for something.

Hearing what she said, Fu Qingye didn't frown anymore, but just said: "Then don't force me to drink it when you buy it home."

Jiang Manxue nodded with a smile, "Okay, you just say it."

But I have another thought in my heart, if you don’t drink, I won’t drink either. In the end, the two of you still have to drink together.

Such a reason is really unsatisfactory.

"Let's buy fish or chicken, Ah Ye, what do you want to eat?" Jiang Manxue's voice was full of joy.

"What about you? What do you want to eat?" Fu Qingye just asked back, with a flat tone.

As soon as this question was asked, Jiang Manxue's shoulders collapsed immediately, "You don't allow me to eat whatever I want, hum..."

"I'm just kidding, sweet and sour pork ribs, do you want to eat?"

Jiang Manxue looked at him with some uncertainty, "You do?"

It was just a joke. I thought that Fu Qingye would cast a cold glance at himself as usual, but unexpectedly he responded lightly.

"En." The answer was ordinary, as if it should be so, without any doubts.

Jiang Manxue blinked, a little suspicious that she had heard it wrong.

Wearing the high-end custom-made Fu Qingye, he really took off the hand-stitched and gorgeous jacket, rolled up the cuffs of his shirt, and picked out the ribs in the freezer.

While picking like an expert, he said without turning his head, "Choose some good ribs, you have bad teeth, so you can't eat too big ones, cut them smaller..."

The supermarket seemed to be Fu Qingye's home again. After picking out the dishes neatly, he took Jiang Manxue by the hand and went home.

As soon as he got home, he saw Chen Xiaolu standing at the door looking around, with an anxious expression on his face.

"Xiaolu, what's the matter?" Jiang Manxue asked first.

Chen Xiaolu said with a heavy face, "Madam is here?"

"Ma'am?" Jiang Manxue was a little confused.

Chen Xiaolu said seriously, "Mr. Fu's mother, the biological mother, Miss Yuan Hui."

Jiang Manxue was stunned...

After a while, she followed Fu Qingye into the door, and stopped when she reached the gate.

"I, I, I think, otherwise I'd better go back first and come back another day." She carefully tugged at the corner of Fu Qingye's clothes, and before she stepped into the door, she was already extremely nervous, and her voice began to stammer.

Fu Qingye looked back and found that if she hadn't been holding Jiang Manxue's hand, she would have wanted to run away.

He couldn't laugh or cry and pulled her to him, rubbed her hair, the touch of his hand was soft and smooth, just like her, soft and sticky, making people want to bully them just looking at her. "

"An ugly daughter-in-law always wants to see her in-laws, not to mention, my Xuexue is not ugly at all. Don't be nervous, I'm here, huh?" Fu Qingye could see the nervousness in Jiang Manxue's eyes, He couldn't help but let out a soft voice to comfort her.

Jiang Manxue bit her lip, blinked her eyes and spoke. "Do you have to go in?"

"You must come in." Fu Qingye showed a nice smile, "Good boy, don't be afraid. I will always hold your hand."

Fu Qingye felt a little sweat in Jiang Manxue's palms, and he also knew how nervous this little guy was.

This was a bit beyond Fu Qingye's expectation. He never thought that Jiang Manxue's confused temper would be so nervous. However, the reason why his family Xuexue was nervous was probably because Because... you care about him?
Thinking of this, the corners of Fu Qingye's lips rose even more.

Jiang Manxue was still bargaining with Fu Qingye at the door, wanting to dawdle for a while, but before she could open her mouth, the door suddenly opened.

"Master, you are back. My wife just ordered me to pick you up."

The young man standing at the door was extremely polite, and immediately turned sideways to invite Fu Qingye to enter the door after he finished speaking.

"..." Jiang Manxue looked at the young man in a gray suit, and quietly hid behind Fu Qingye, pretending that she didn't exist, but secretly guessing the identity of this person in her heart.

Fu Qingye smiled and hugged Jiang Manxue to his side, and said softly, "This is my mother's driver, A Liang."

As he said, his palm gently stroked Jiang Manxue's back, soothing.

"Ah Liang, this is my... fiancee."

A Liang obviously showed a surprised expression, then lowered his head, and shouted respectfully to Jiang Manxue. "Hi, young lady."

Jiang Manxue looked at Fu Qingye in surprise, feeling more and more embarrassed.

On the other hand, Fu Qingye saw Jiang Manxue's wide-eyed appearance and didn't make any unnecessary explanations. He just pulled her in and said, "Ah Liang, you go down first. We'll go in and see you soon." Mommy."

"Okay, sir."

Jiang Manxue quietly glanced at A Liang who was still watching them from behind, couldn't help pulling Fu Qingye's sleeve, and asked in a low voice, "How can you tell others that I am your fiancee, how bad it is."

"Fool, you have already promised to marry me, what is it if it's not a fiancee?" When Fu Qingye said this, he was justified.

Jiang Manxue blushed all of a sudden, and was led by Fu Qingye to Yuan Yuanhui in a daze.