Quick wear: Oops! The paranoid god is a love brain

Chapter 653: The disabled boss’ happy wife 08

Fu Jingcheng understood this time.

Yan Feng doesn't have any big pursuits in life.

The happiest thing for him is to lie down and grow old at home. Of course, he could nibble on his old age before, but now his family "sold" him to Fu Jingcheng for business cooperation with the Fu family.

So what Yan Feng was thinking about was whether he could continue to lie at home and chew on Fu Jingcheng.

Such a simple thing.

Is there anything you can’t satisfy?

Nodding simply, Fu Jingcheng said: "If you don't want to work after getting married, just stay at home. If you want to go out, a driver will take you out, but remember to report when you go out. After all, I still have a job, so there is no guarantee. I’m at home all the time, and I can’t always be with you.”

That's pretty nice to say.

When that time comes, I won't believe you won't put some kind of surveillance on me.

Yan Feng complained silently in his heart.

Because he has already seen that the soul fragments in this world are different from the "good guy" who suppressed his instincts in the previous world.

Fu Jingcheng is obviously the type who takes his own feelings very seriously, whether it's jealousy or something else, even if he doesn't express it on his face, he will definitely show it in his behavior.

It seems that the life of imprisonment that I have been waiting for in this life is stable again.

Yan Feng gave himself a high-five in his heart.

While they were talking, the restaurant also brought prepared meals to the table.

Almost all the dishes are ordered by Fu Jingcheng.

But it completely suited Yan Feng's taste.

Between the two of them, the one who hadn't eaten was obviously Fu Jingcheng. After all, Yan Feng ate most of the snacks on the street. Even if each one didn't occupy much of his stomach, he still ate it.

But when the two people lifted their chopsticks, Fu Jingcheng discovered that he seemed to know a little more about Yan Feng than he thought.

Just like now.

In the information he had investigated before, it was shown that Yan Feng was a lunatic who could only eat one fat-reducing meal every day in order to maintain his figure, and rely on drinking water to replace the rest of his diet.

But the person in front of him was obviously not like that.

Let’s not talk about the speed of eating. Even the amount does not seem to mean that we want to stay in shape.

But his food looks delicious.

Looking at his slender figure, he really needs to take more supplements.

So Fu Jingcheng simply put down his chopsticks.

Asking Yan Feng, he said: "If you like eating here, I will bring you here more in the future. But do you feel full? Do you need more dishes?"

There must be a need.

Now that the two of them have agreed, Fu Jingcheng will not only be his husband in name, but also his real husband.

Then he eats something bought by his husband.

It’s always okay, right?

The little bird was very satisfied with the meal.

When he was full and his belly was round, he put down the chopsticks in his hands and realized that Fu Jingcheng opposite him didn't seem to have eaten much.

"Why don't you eat more? Just eating this little is not conducive to the recovery of your leg injury."

Yan Feng motioned to Fu Jingcheng's legs.

Know that people are caring about themselves.

Fu Jingcheng behaved quite indifferently.

Shaking his head, he said: "Even if I eat a lot of food, it doesn't make any sense. You should have heard about it before agreeing to our family's proposal. My legs are considered useless and I will never stand up again." It’s possible, so it’s not a problem that can be solved by diet therapy.”

I have indeed heard of such a thing.

But problems that cannot be solved at the level of modern medicine do not mean that they cannot be solved in Xiaoniao.

Shaking his head very simply, Yan Feng said to Fu Jingcheng seriously: "You eat well, as long as you eat well, these diseases can be cured!"

Fu Jingcheng chuckled lightly.

He didn't know if the young master said this to comfort him, or if he was really stupid.

But hearing these words in my ears really warms my heart.

He was quite happy.

Whether that is true or false is actually not important.

Under Yan Feng's diligent supervision, Fu Jingcheng had no choice but to eat some more food. He didn't put down his chopsticks until Yan Feng felt satisfied.

Then looking at Yan Feng, Fu Jingcheng asked him: "What are your plans next?"

"No arrangements. I just wanted to come and talk to you. Since it is such a big event like getting married, I have to show up in person no matter what. I cannot be allowed to go with others to get the certificate. But since this problem has been solved, I have nothing else. It’s over.”

Yan Feng answered quickly.

Fu Jingcheng asked him with a smile: "Do you want to go to the mall to swipe your card?"

Of course that's not necessary.

Continuing to shake his head and reject the other party's proposal, Yan Feng thought about it and felt that he could go home.

Unexpectedly, Fu Jingcheng interrupted his idea and proactively suggested, "If you have nothing to do, why don't you go to my office? It won't take long to go to work in the afternoon. When the work is over, I will take you home with me."

Yan Feng was particularly satisfied when he heard the words "go home together".

So I immediately gave up my previous plans.

His eyebrows arched as he smiled.

Nodding vigorously towards Fu Jingcheng, he said, "Okay, then I will accompany you to the office."

With Yan Feng beside him, of course there was no need for a secretary to come over and help Fu Jingcheng push the wheelchair. But the biggest difference between pushing him away with his secretary is not how happy he is when his wife pushes him away.

But when Yan Feng stopped when he found a good shop nearby, Fu Jingcheng was forced to stop with him.

Looking at the dried fruit and fried goods shop in front of him, Fu Jingcheng was quite helpless: "Aren't you full yet?"

"No, I'm full after dinner," Yan Feng shook his head and said a little embarrassedly: "Then don't I have to go to the office to wait for you in the afternoon? While waiting for you, if I get hungry, I have to eat something. Is it delicious?”

It sounds reasonable.

I looked at the dried fruit shop again. Even if it didn't meet Fu Jingcheng's requirements, it was still pretty good.

So I finally chose to give in.

Fu Jingcheng asked Yan Feng to go in and buy some.

After coming back, Yan Feng hung the dried fruits on his wrist and continued to plan to push the wheelchair.

But Fu Jingcheng called him: "Give me what you bought, just put it on my lap."

Yan Feng blinked: "But..."

"I am disabled, but I am also your husband." Fu Jingcheng said slowly: "I have bought so much, and the journey is still quite long. If you carry it over, I will feel sorry for you."