Wealthy Child Bride: Hello, Mr. President

  Fu Zhiyan sat down, Dan Feng's eyes flashed with a smile, "Tell me, what is the question?"

  Han Xiaoye was a little dumbfounded, what's the question? Isn't that an excuse for her! Could it be that Fu Zhiyan didn't know?

  Many people on the bus looked this way without concealment, especially the girl in front of her whose beard was just cut off by her, staring at her with anger.

Han Xiaoye froze his head, bared his teeth, glanced between his legs without a trace, cleared his throat, and said solemnly, "It's like this, Xiaoming's house grew a radish, and now the radish has grown up, Fu The professor thinks that in finance, Xiao Ming can only eat it directly, or should he keep the radish and squeeze the juice?"

   The blue veins on Fu Zhiyan's forehead jumped, and the string in his mind called reason tensed a little bit, and he almost couldn't help dragging the outspoken hooligan over to beat his ass! He warned the little woman who was full of guns, "What do you think?"

   Han Xiaoye is not afraid of him.

   With so many people in the car, Fu Zhiyan stared blankly when he died. So she completely ignored the man's warning, blinked her sly eyes, and said nonsense, "I think it's extravagant to eat it directly, after all, it's a radish that has been planted for so long. If it can be juiced, it's better to eat it directly. Cool. Isn't finance a subject that maximizes the benefits of what you have? If it was Professor Fu, what would you do with that carrot?"

   She was serious about what she said, but she visually observed the grabbing handle from an angle that only the two of them could see, which clearly meant something.

   This untidy little rascal!

Fu Zhiyan's temples jumped wildly twice, and his thin lips touched up and down, "Since I don't know what to do, it's better to wait for the radish to bloom, get a few kinds of radishes from the seeds, and then you can squeeze the juice, if you want to directly You can eat it."

   He paused, and his stern Danfeng glanced at the little woman beside him, and the corner of his mouth twitched, "But some radishes are poisonous, you better be careful."

  “…”

  It was clearly in a closed bus, but Han Xiaoye felt that the surroundings were chilly. She silently closed her mouth, daring not to cause trouble again.

  The bus drove all the way to the outskirts of the city.

  The sun was just right, the sun was shining in from the window, Han Xiaoye's head was going up and down, and he was very sleepy. But the car drove for a while, braked for a while, and swayed to and fro. Every time she was about to fall asleep, a shake woke her up again. After repeatedly bumping to the destination, she never fell asleep seriously, but felt even more tired.

   She yawned, her eyes sore and uncomfortable.

   Suddenly, a Yakult was placed on her. Han Xiaoye saw Fu Zhiyan's magnified handsome face when he saw it. She felt so sweet in her heart that she could not wait to give him a sip immediately, but because the others were still there, she could only lower her voice, "Thank you, Professor Fu."

"Yep."

   Many people in the car fell asleep and didn't notice the movement here.

  Han Xiaoye inserted the straw into the Yakult and took a few sips. She bent her eyes comfortably, took out her mobile phone, and quickly typed a line with her fingers.

   "ding ding."

   At the same time, Fu Zhiyan's phone vibrated. He picked up the mobile phone next to him, and when he glanced at it, he saw the star-eyed head of the hooligan beating. When he opened it, he saw a shameless writing inside, "Even if the radish is poisonous, I only love my husband's. Radish."

  Fu Zhiyan pursed her thin lips. She should have been angry at her for not repenting, but for some reason, she couldn't get angry. Some even reluctantly wanted to pamper her.

  Han Xiaoye saw that he was watching, and sent another picture. Above is a shy radish man, covering his face and rolling on the ground, with a row of red characters floating on his head, "Don't pity me because I'm a delicate flower, come, rub me!"

After posting it, Han Xiaoye was embarrassed to find that the radish man was too realistic, and the radish whisker between his legs was showing off his might. difficult. Although she was bold, she was not bold enough to send Xiao Huang-tu to Fu Zhiyan when so many people were around. Her cheeks were a little hot for no reason, and she hurriedly put away the phone, and pretended to look at the scenery outside with a guilty conscience, and kept sucking the Yakult in her hand.

   Yakult originally only had a bottle of finger height, three or four mouthfuls was the limit, how could she be able to **** it so much. I just heard a 'wheeee--', like a spanking, long and loud!

   The drowsy person in the car was woken up a lot and complained unhappily.

   "Who?"

   "It's annoying, people sleep really soundly."

   "Did someone just fart?"

   "Wait, it's disgusting."

  “…”

  Han Xiaoye was so stiff that he didn't dare to move, and swiftly stuffed the bottle of Yakult into his bag, for fear that she would be found to be the culprit.

  Fortunately, at this time, the bus stopped, the door opened, and the driver shouted, "It's here. Everyone get your belongings and get off the bus, check, and don't let anything fall on the bus."

  The attention of the people in the car was immediately diverted, and they all got up and packed their own mineral water. Stand up in twos and threes, ready to get off.

  The boy went down first, but the rest of the girls seemed to be busy pretending to be stuffed, but in fact, they peeked at the arrogant man sitting in the middle from time to time. Like a competition, no one left first.

  They didn't leave, of course Han Xiaoye wouldn't leave. She opened her mouth and was about to shamelessly ask Professor Fu if she wanted to go with her, when she saw the man beside him stand up and go down without looking back——

   went down——

   He went on like this!

   There is no sense in talking to her!

  Han Xiaoye's heart throbbed, although he knew it was because there were too many people in the car, he couldn't help but feel sour.

As soon as Fu Zhiyan left, the girl who was sitting in front of her, who had her beard cut off by her, twisted her bag and snorted coldly at her, pointing at Sang and scolding Huai, "Some people, the organization is exhausted. Like a monkey who fished for the moon in a well, he thought he had caught the moon, but he showed his red buttocks for everyone to see."

   Who is she scolding, everyone on the bus knows.

  Han Xiaoye squeezed his left hand, just as he was about to fight back, he remembered that Fu Zhiyan didn't like her causing trouble at school. The last time they fought over her, they had a cold war for a week. It's hard to reconcile now, she doesn't want to have a cold war with him for a week, and another cold war, she will go crazy!

   Angered like a cat's paw, she still swallowed the words in her throat, carried her bag without saying a word, and got out of the car as if she hadn't heard the man's provocation.