After the crazy villain read my mind, he only favored me!

After starting over again, many things have changed.

Car chase warnings were something that had never happened in my previous life.

Fu Mingchen followed Ning Shu, but he was thinking about the suspect in his mind.

Fu Dezong is not that stupid, and Fu Chengshan would not bother to do such a thing.

After thinking about it, the only ones who want to seize the throne are those who want to keep themselves in peace.

I just don't know which one of those people was so impatient to attack him.

Fortunately this time, Ning Shu is fine.

If next time, Fu Mingchen can't guarantee that Ning Shu will be safe every time.

Thinking of this, Fu Mingchen's eyes gradually became deep, and a hint of coldness seeped from the depths of his pupils.

No matter who the other person is, since he almost caused Ning Shu to get into trouble, he must pay a heavy price for it!

It was almost ten o'clock in the evening when I got home.

This did not dampen Ning Shu's enthusiasm for eating hotpot.

He had already found an excuse: "We have to stay up all night anyway, so why don't we have hot pot and watch the Spring Festival Gala while staying up all night!"

Fu Mingchen naturally had no objection. He never cared much about what to eat or when to eat.

For him, eating is more about staying alive.

The two of them divided the work and soon prepared a large table full of dishes.

Ning Shu took out a large box of red lanterns, big and small, and several strings of colored lights from somewhere.

"Although we haven't had time to decorate, we still have to create the atmosphere of the New Year and the festival."

Ning Shu is a person with a sense of ritual, but not much.

He casually threw the red lantern on the ground, making sure it could illuminate the entire living room, then went to turn off the lights.

At that moment, Fu Mingchen only felt a halo of light flowing in front of his eyes and the colorful lights were charming.

But what is even more charming is the boy standing in the light, smiling at him happily.

His face was full of sincerity and there was never a moment of deception or calculation.

"Let's eat!"

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The consequence of staying up late is getting up late the next day.

Ning Shu lay in the comfortable bed, and unceremoniously pulled Fu Mingchen with her hands and feet, using him as a human pillow.

As early as the first time he went to bed with Ning Shu, Fu Mingchen had already figured out his sleeping habits.

I like to sleep while hugging something, I like the solid cotton quilt, and I like to roll around everywhere.

Whenever he was sleeping soundly, he would be suddenly attacked by something, whether it was a hand or a foot.

However, the soft fragrance that came up to her also intoxicated him.

"Big chicken legs..."

Ning Shu didn't know what he dreamed about. He turned over and muttered, drooling and smacking his lips a few times.

Fu Mingchen felt something was wrong instantly and put the computer on the bedside table.

But before he could dodge, Ning Shu bit him rudely.

It bit his thigh hard, and Fu Mingchen's muscles tensed instantly. Ning Shu pouted in dissatisfaction and rubbed her lips against it.

"Why is the chicken leg so hard..."

Fu Mingchen took a deep breath, resisted the urge to pick the man up and beat him up, and silently relaxed his thigh muscles.

Forget it, it’s the first day of the new year, so let him eat it.

Then, he added a double portion of chicken legs to the takeout order.

When Ning Shu finally came to his senses, Fu Mingchen had just returned from the gym.

His upper body was naked, a thin layer of sweat covering his well-defined muscles.

Ning Shu lay on the bed, tucking the quilt in his hands, staring blankly.

He was no longer shy and wanted to hide his feelings at the beginning, and was so straightforward that people felt he wanted to come up and touch her.

In fact, Ning Shu thought so too.

[Ah, my chest and abdominal muscles look so hard, I really want to touch them...]

Fu Mingchen went straight into the bathroom and closed the door without hesitation.

This isn't the first time this has happened.

Later, he even deliberately chose to show off his figure in front of Ning Shu when he just got up.

In addition to wanting to keep Ning Shu hanging so that he could see but not touch, he also wanted to influence him subtly and get him to exercise more.

Although the report has not come out yet, the doctor said that Ning Shu's physical condition is not very good and recommended more exercise.

Indeed, it looks like a boiled chicken, with no muscles on its body, and it feels like it will fall over if the wind blows.

When Fu Mingchen came out of the shower, Ning Shu was still lying on the bed, her eyes round, not showing any sign of sleepiness.

But that little smiling face showed that he had no good intentions.

Fu Mingchen took the clothes and stood beside the bed, changing them in front of Ning Shu without any hesitation, and urged him: "Hurry up and get up to eat."

Ning Shu quietly touched her belly. It was bulging and had a small round curve.

He licked his lips and said against his will, "I don't think I'm hungry yet."

[Wow, I can’t eat anymore! ]

[If you eat more, you will become as fat as a pig! ]

Fu Mingchen smiled.

He thought Ning Shu wasn't afraid of gaining weight given the way she ate last night.

"Don't want to eat? That's a shame. We have chicken legs today."

Fu Mingchen's face was full of regret: "Since you don't want to eat it, then I will help you solve it with reluctance. After all, waste is shameful."

As expected, Ning Shu rushed to the bathroom with a brisk step, as if assisted by God: "I'll be there right away! You are not allowed to eat!"

Fu Mingchen looked at it and laughed, is this a foodie?

So cute.

At this moment, the waterside garden is lively and peaceful.

The voices of blessing came one after another, like paying tribute, and everyone lined up to say nice things to the old man.

It’s just that the old man didn’t look very good, and he didn’t look good to others either.

Especially when he came to Fu Dezong, he leaned on his crutches and waved his hand: "Forget it, I don't want to see you now."

Fu Dezong paused, looking grim in expression as he was still humiliated by his father in front of outsiders at such an old age.

The others all smiled maliciously, and each one of them was more excited than the other at the joke.

Fu Dezong retreated to the back of the crowd and clenched his fists.

It’s all because of this evil creature Fu Mingchen!

He is more likely to cause trouble than to accomplish anything. I thought that bringing him back would bring me more benefits.

Unexpectedly, the old man actually hated him.

"Useless trash, since you can't help me, there's no point in keeping you."

A hint of ruthlessness flashed across Fu Dezong's eyes, but quickly disappeared.

On the other side, Ning Zhi, who had found out Fu Mingchen's current address, stood outside in the cold wind and heavy snow, negotiating with the security guard at the door.

"Uncle, it's really just a short while. It's cold and you've been working hard."

As he said that, Ning Zhi stuffed a red envelope into the other party's pocket.

It's bulging and you can tell there's a lot of food inside.

But this is a famous villa area in Beijing. Even if you are just a security guard, you have received professional training and your salary is not small.

They can naturally tell the difference between a small red envelope and a long-term job.

The man drove them away in a gruff voice: "Don't try to get close to me. Don't even think about getting in without a door card. Or if you know someone, you can call them to pick you up."

Of course Ning Zhi didn’t.

He gritted his teeth. He didn't expect that he would get stuck at the first step.

He never imagined that a mere security guard would dare to look down on him.

Ning Zhi's face darkened and he was about to say something when he suddenly heard a voice in the distance.