I fall in love by brushing questions [unlimited]

He sat down angrily.

When Tan Guangxi walked over, there was only the seat next to Fu Bochong left.He was one head and two big. At this time, the driver also opened the door, so he could only bite the bullet and sit in.

Fortunately, Fu Bochong is not a person who likes to chat. He has been reading documents and didn't talk much along the way.

Fu Heyan tried to strike up a conversation with Tan Guangxi several times, but every time he looked up at Fu Bochong who was looking down at the documents in the rearview mirror, he finally stopped talking.

Tan Guangxi lived in Fu's house for a few days, and at first he was a little uncomfortable, but he gradually got used to it.

Mr. Fu really cared about Tan Guangxi, whether it was daily life, diet or homework, he personally took care of everything, even more worried than Fu Heyan, for fear that he would be unhappy or not used to living there.

As for Tan Guangxi at the beginning, he felt a little embarrassed to have dinner with the Fu family. He often studied at school until late before returning home, but he was studying at school, and the driver of the Fu family was always waiting outside. He felt sorry in his heart. So I had to go back to Fu's house early every day with Fu Heyan.

It's just that he went back to his room to study after dinner every day. Fu Heyan wanted to chat with him several times, but there was no chance.

This day, Tan Guangxi studied until late at night. When he finished a whole set of papers, he looked up again and found that it was already past eleven o'clock in the evening.

He leaned on the back of the chair and twirled his pen for a while, feeling a little hungry, so he was going to get some food.

At this time, the rest of the Fu family were already asleep, so Tan Guangxi tiptoed to the kitchen for fear of waking up the others.

He opened the refrigerator and looked at it for a while, preparing for the next bowl of noodles—in fact, he only knew how to cook noodles.

He had just dug out a small bag of dried noodles from the cupboard when he heard footsteps. Tan Guangxi turned his head and saw Fu Heyan standing at the kitchen door in pajamas.

He seemed to have just woken up, and asked in a daze with sleepy eyes: "What are you doing?"

"I'm hungry, cook something to eat." Tan Guangxi thought for a while, and asked out of politeness: "Do you eat?"

Fu Heyan originally got up in the middle of the night to go to the toilet, but at this time he walked into the kitchen and sat down wearing slippers, and said bluntly, "Eat."

So Tan Guangxi took out another pack of dried noodles. He had just cleaned the pot and was about to cook the noodles when he heard Fu Heyan behind him ask, "What are you going to cook for supper?"

"Cook noodles."

Fu Heyan frowned: "I don't like noodles."

Tan Guangxi paused holding the pot for a moment—because of the previous incident, he always felt sorry for Fu Heyan, so he asked patiently: "Then what do you want to eat?"

Fu Heyan leaned on his chin and thought for a while: "I want to eat fried rice."

Tan Guangxi didn't want to admit that he didn't know how to make fried rice, so he said, "It's too much trouble, should I cook noodles for you?"

"Oh," Fu Heyan stood up and walked out, "Then I'll let Aunt Chen do it."

"Hey, wait a minute," Tan Guangxi quickly called to stop him: "It's so late, people go to bed early, and you still go to quarrel with others."

"But don't you know how to do it?" Fu Heyan asked.

"Who said I won't do it anymore," Tan Guangxi responded bravely, "I'll do it for you."

He thought for a while, then glanced at the sleepy Fu Heyan behind him, then took out his mobile phone from his pocket, secretly clicked on the browser and entered 'fried rice steps'.

He was lowering his head and flipping through the steps quickly, when he heard Fu Heyan behind him ask, "What are you doing?"

"Return... a text message."

Fu Heyan curled his lips: "Who is looking for you so late?"

He paused, then asked again, "Male or female?"

"Why do you care so much?" Tan Guangxi replied to him, quickly glanced again, and then threw the phone into his trousers pocket.

Tan Guangxi opened the ingredients cabinet and took out two eggs from it. He was about to crack the eggs when he heard Fu Heyan behind him ask again: "Why did you crack the eggs first? Why didn't you steam the crabs first?"

Tan Guangxi was at a loss: "Crab? Didn't you say you want to eat fried rice?"

"I want to eat rich seafood fried rice."

"..."

"The kind fried with crab roe, crab meat, shrimp and abalone sauce."

"..."

Tan Guangxi had a headache, regretting why he had to come to the kitchen in the middle of the night.

"I know how to make ordinary fried rice. Do you want to eat it or not?"

Fu Heyan was a little unhappy, hesitated for a while, but still replied generously: "That's fine."

Tan Guangxi cracked two eggs in the bowl before he remembered that there was no rice.He rummaged in the refrigerator for a long time, managed to find some cooked rice, and then started to stir the eggs.It's just that he found that the egg was not easy to stir, and he didn't stir it well after stirring for a long time, and accidentally messed with it.

Fu Heyan yawned at the side, and asked sleepily, "Will you know how to do it?"

"When...Of course," Tan Guangxi said, took an apron from the side and tied it around his waist, and then began to prepare a hot pan to pour oil: as for the eggs and so on, so be it, anyway, they are all cooked in the end.

Fifteen minutes later, Fu Bochong came out of the study to go downstairs to pour a glass of water for a drink, when he heard a cough and the smell of smoky oily smoke from the small kitchen. Kazuhiko's voice.

Fu Bochong walked in, reached out to close the valve, looked down at Tan Guangxi, and asked, "What are you doing?"

Before Tan Guangxi could speak, Fu Heyan on the side spoke first, "We're making supper."

Fu Bochong turned his head and glanced at the stove. The stove was a mess, and the eggs and rice in the pot were all mushy.

Without saying anything, he walked up to Tan Guangxi and wrapped his arms around his waist.

Tan Guangxi looked at his face close at hand, subconsciously dodged backwards, Fu Bochong had already untied the apron tied around his waist, and put it on himself.

Fu Heyan on the side looked at the little uncle and Tan Guangxi in front of him, and always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't say what was wrong.

Just as he was wondering, he heard Fu Bochong say in a calm voice, "Stay aside and go."

Tan Guangxi was stunned for a moment, and saw that Fu Bochong had already cracked open two eggs and began to stir them, his movements were much neater than his previous ones.

When he came out of the study room, he was still wearing a straight shirt. At this time, he rolled his sleeves to his elbows and undid two buttons on his neckline, revealing his slender and fair neck, which was indescribably sexy.

Tan Guangxi's throat moved, he also turned around and walked aside, and sat beside Fu Heyan.

And Fu Heyan was much more honest than before, he didn't make any noise, and he didn't want to eat rich seafood fried rice, just sat in a well-behaved manner.

In about twenty minutes, Fu Bochong poured the fried rice into bowls, then walked over with two bowls and put them on the dining table.

The fried rice is fragrant, golden and fluffy, and every grain of rice looks crystal clear, which makes people move their index fingers.

The ingredients of the fried rice are ordinary, but Tan Guangxi tasted it and found that the taste is very extraordinary, even the diced meat in the fried rice is very delicious every bite.

Fu Bochong looked at Tan Guangxi and Fu Heyan sitting at the dining table and eating quietly with their heads buried, only the back of their heads were exposed, giving the illusion that they were feeding the cat.

In the past, he also cooked supper for Fu Heyan in the middle of the night, but he used to feed one, but now he feeds two.

By the time the two of them finished eating the fried rice, it was already past twelve o'clock in the middle of the night.

Fu Heyan yawned big, wiped his mouth, said "Thank you little uncle", and then went upstairs with eyes wide open.

Tan Guangxi thought it would be bad to eat others for free, so he should wash the dishes anyway, who would have thought that he had just taken two steps forward when Fu Bochong grabbed the back of his neck and slipped away from the sink. While being caught, he said, "Hey, wait a minute, I'm going to wash the dishes."

Fu Bochong ignored him, and directly carried him out of the kitchen: "Go to bed."

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20. Horror cruise ship 1

◎"I said dude," he looked at the handsome young man in the distance, and smiled, "Don't think about it, it's not something you can worry about."◎

Assistant Chen walked to Fu Bochong's desk, and respectfully presented a thick stack of documents with both hands.

"Young master, this is the information you ordered to check." He paused: "There is no information about Zong Yusheng in the database."

Two days ago, Fu Bochong called him to his study and handed him a document.

He opened it and saw that it was the personal information of a man named Zong Yusheng.

Zong Yusheng, 27 years old, from Yuzhou, studied at Qingpu Military Academy. He was the school's free fighting champion, proficient in fighting, firearms, and shooting.After graduating from school, he came into contact with the drug trafficking business. He was exposed in a drug transaction, drove into the Qingpu River during the pursuit, and was buried in the river with no bones left. Since then, there has been no news of this person.

The Fu family is in serious business and has never been involved in these pornographic transactions. Assistant Chen doesn't know why their young master suddenly threw him information about this person.

"Go and check for me, whether there is any information about this person in the design text of the source question bank."

"Source question bank?" He was stunned for a moment: "Is it the source question bank for the simulated exam questions of the college entrance examination survival subject?"

Fu Bochong nodded.

He was a little dazed for a while, but he had indeed heard of this source question bank. Young Master He Yan had just entered high school this year. He followed the instructions to buy the textbooks and teaching aids of Young Master He Yan, and he also bought the VIP status of this source question bank. The card, although young master Heyan won't be able to use it for the time being, but the card has no expiry date, and it will be more convenient if the young master wants to preview survival subjects on a whim.

The content of this source question bank is complex and all-encompassing. Each plot line will extend countless possible plots according to the different choices of the answerers. The direction of the branch plot lines will affect the whole body even if the same answerer twice