The host of the quick-wear salted fish is the boss's favorite

The next day in the afternoon.

Chu Shiyu woke up from the bed with a dazed look in his eyes, staring blankly at the ceiling.

"Host, wake up. Jiang Cheng and Qin Feng have been scolded and have become a hot topic." Maomao suddenly spoke up to report the information.

The frightened man gradually regained consciousness. He looked around but did not see the man.

"Host, Jiang Cheng went in to operate the sewing machine. What should we do next?" Maomao asked in confusion.

"Oh, wait for public opinion to ferment for two days before releasing the video of Qin Feng in the bar." Chu Shiyu ordered lazily.

"Ok."

Fu Lingye came in with a bowl of hot porridge, a look of satisfaction on his face.

Seeing that the person was awake, he curled the corners of his lips in pleasure, put down the plate, walked to the bed and gently picked up the person.

"Come on, baby, let's go wash up."

Chu Shiyu lazily let him hold her.

Basin.

In front of the mirror, Chu Shiyu was wearing a black silk nightgown with a wonderful drape. The wide open collar revealed a large area of ​​skin on her chest.

His skin, as white as jade, was covered with traces of past touches, making him look wild and seductive.

The man hugged his slender waist from behind, his hot breath sprayed on his ears, and his voice was hoarse and low: "Baby, this is so fascinating, I like it so much."

Chu Shiyu's ears felt numb, and his legs couldn't help but tremble as if he had been electrocuted when he teased him.

This man is teasing again.

He became addicted to it and kept asking for more, which made Chu Shiyu feel like his waist was about to break.

No, he had to go out and hide for a while to let this man know what moderation is.

Just as he was daydreaming.

The man's hot body was pressed tightly against his back, and his breathing became increasingly heavy and full of strange aggression, making his limbs go weak for no reason.

"Well~you, don't do this. I, I'm hungry." He trembled slightly and spoke softly to stop her.

"Okay." He restrained his fiery greed, and his deep eyes stared at the addictive and seductive enchantress in front of the mirror.

After Fu Lingye gently washed him.

"Baby, grandpa asked me to take you back to the old house." The man said affectionately, resting his chin on his shoulder.

"Ah."

Two hours later.

Fu's old house.

An extended version of Rolls-Royce slowly drove in and passed through the retro and heavy gate of the mansion.

Outside the car window, the scenic tree-lined path came into view, and the sunlight shone through the gaps between the leaves, forming patches of mottled light and shadow.

Ten minutes later, the car finally stopped next to the fountain, in front of the gorgeous and retro main house.

Zhao Bo, the old butler in uniform, had been waiting for a long time. He quickly bent down, with a kind smile on his face, and reached out to gently open the car door.

Fu Lingye and Chu Shiyu walked out of the car, and their long and straight legs instantly attracted the attention of people around them.

The servants behind Uncle Zhao bent down excitedly and greeted them respectfully, "Welcome home, Young Master and Young Madam." Their voices were in unison and loud, filled with excitement.

Fu Lingye hugged Chu Shiyu's shoulders intimately and introduced with a smile: "Baby, this is Uncle Zhao, our family's old housekeeper."

Chu Shiyu nodded politely to the old butler: "Hello, Uncle Zhao."

The old housekeeper was instantly flattered and nodded repeatedly in response: "Okay, okay, hello, young lady."

Chu Shiyu’s inner thoughts: I said hello to you and you gave me a heart attack.

In the previous life, everyone in the world knew that she was my queen.

Chu Shiyu pursed her lips and was led into the door by the man's hand with a depressed look on her face.

The huge living room is filled with a majestic retro atmosphere, luxurious and elegant.

Sitting on the retro sofa was an old man, leaning on a cane but with his back still straight.

When Fu Lingye saw his grandfather, he called out in a loving tone, "Grandpa, I brought A-Yu back."

Fu Cangming finally waited until the two came back. His calm eyes showed joy, and he waved at Chu Shiyu kindly, "Come and sit down. Ah Yu, come to Grandpa."

Chu Shiyu walked slowly to his side and sat down, with a well-behaved face: "Hello, Grandpa."

Fu Cangming looked at his beautiful granddaughter-in-law in front of him and smiled happily: "Okay, okay, Ayu, this is the gift I prepared for you."

As soon as he finished speaking, the pair of old hands handed him an exquisite retro wooden box.

"Open it and see if you like it." The old man said with a smile.

Chu Shiyu took the box with both hands, and inside was a priceless black crystal jade.

It is rumored that this black crystal jade can ward off evil spirits and cure diseases and eliminate disasters.

What is he doing? Isn't he still sick? Doesn't he need it anymore?

Chu Shiyu raised his eyes and looked at the old man in confusion: "This, I can't accept." If I accept it, what if you die?

He should really need this jade now.

"Ayu, I know my own health well. My only wish now is to see you get married in my lifetime," the old man asked kindly.

Chu Shiyu glanced at Fu Lingye and didn't know how to deal with this hot black crystal jade. This was simply forcing him to get married in disguise.

"Ayu, accept it. Let's hold the wedding in three days, okay?" the man said with a serious expression and a hint of pleading.

He always had a feeling that he was being tricked by these two people.

"Cat, check the old man's physical data." Chu Shiyu frowned and ordered.

"Okay."

One minute later.

"Host, the old man's physical parameters seem to have recovered well. According to this physical condition, he should be able to live for about ten years."

"Heh." Chu Shiyu sneered. Sure enough, his feeling was right. These two people were teaming up to trick him.

Chu Shiyu put down the wooden box in his hand and changed the subject: "Ye Ye, I need to go to the bathroom."

The man's deep eyes swept over his anxious expression. Did he really need to go to the toilet? Was he trying to change the subject?

"Baby, I'll take you there." Fu Lingye said with his eyes fixed on him.

"No need, just tell me where it is." Chu Shiyu immediately waved his hand disapprovingly.

"Oh fine."

Three minutes later.

Chu Shiyu turned over and ran away through the bathroom window.

He walked quickly through the huge house, allowing the system to block out the security alarm, and easily climbed over the thick wall of the old house.

Chu Shiyu walked leisurely onto the wide road.

"Host, it would be a bad idea for us to run away like this, right?" Maomao said helplessly.

"Have you ever thought about my waist? Who is your host?" Chu Shiyu asked unhappily.

The cat shyly covered its face with its two furry paws. It is an innocent cat, so why would it understand what he was saying?

Ohhhh~ I’m just a system, not a part of your Play.

"So what should we do now? Where should we go?" Maomao asked shyly.

"Of course, I'm looking for the friends I made in this world~" A hint of anticipation flashed in Chu Shiyu's beautiful peach blossom eyes.