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    date="2020-11-01"

    title="Chapter 9 Doctor Fu, please advise (9)"

    weight="101232"

    series = ["Quick Transmigration: The Villain’s Sweet Wife"]

    mode = "manual"

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    But that person's eyes were indifferent.

    The ink-colored pupils were like a bottomless deep pool, covered with a layer of tulle, making it difficult to see the bottom emotions.

    —

    Fu Qingyan's home decoration is very monotonous, except for black and white, there is no extra color.

    The house is very dark and all the curtains are closed to block the sunlight.

    There is simply no human touch.

    The man walked in the dim room and turned on the light.

    The light is a yellowish dim light and it is not very bright.

    With his distinct articulated hands, he picked up a light-reflecting glass and placed it on his lips.

    The curled eyelashes drooped down, forming a curved arc on the face.

    The cup was pressed against his thin lips, and clear water poured in.

    The sexy Adam's apple rolled up and down.

    "Doctor Fu, you are so good-looking."

    Kona was sitting on the sofa with his head on his elbows, his watery eyes staring at him for a moment.

    Sincerely sigh.

    Fu Qingyan glanced at her lightly, his expression faint, his shirt buttoned meticulously.

    Kona was looked at and smiled, "In order to repay Doctor Fu for her grace, I will cook for you."

    Jishao put down the snacks in his hand and looked at Kona with a sly smile on his face.

    【can you cook? 】

    Kona casually fastened her apron and took a chopstick to tie her hair up, making Ruxue's neck even more dazzling.

    Playful pride flashed in his eyes.

    "Of course, when I wanted to be a chef in a Michelin restaurant back then, the customers were three floors inside and three floors outside. It can be described as a huge crowd..."

    [Host, hurry up and stop dreaming. You had nothing to do with the Michelin restaurant during your lifetime. If there is a relationship, it is that there is a Michelin tire shop downstairs in your house! 】

    Kona squinted and licked the tip of her index finger, lazily.

    "Stupid system, see Dad show it to you."

    Morals:...

    Within half an hour, three dishes and two bowls of rice were placed on the table.

    Simple stir-fried vegetables, braised crucian carp, and steamed egg with meatloaf.

    It smells sweet in the heat.

    Fu Qingyan sat at the dinner table, the ink pupil was indistinctly dark, staring at these dishes for a long time.

    Kona poked the white rice with his chopsticks, swept the roots of his teeth with the tip of his tongue, half of his body was soft.

    Don't have deep meaning when a woman pulls her lips.

    "Doctor Fu, did I do it... er!"

    Fu Qingyan got up abruptly, put one hand on the back of the chair Kona was sitting on, and pinched her chin with the other hand.

    The strength is amazing.

    It seemed that the girl's chin was about to be removed.

    "who are you?"

    A strong masculine breath broke into the tip of Kona's nose, his small face flushed, and his lips were pinched into a round shape.

    The girl met Fu Qingyan's murderous gaze.

    The man's original porcelain-white face was abruptly flushed at this moment. The beautiful Danfeng eyes had a little scarlet, and his eyes were bloodthirsty and terror.

    The gloomy Shen Yin was embroiled strongly, word by word, extremely dangerous, "What is your purpose?"

    The two were very close, their hot breaths entangled.

    Suddenly, Kona's beautiful peach blossom eyes exuded lazy and noble flattery, and she locked Fu Qingyan's eyes directly.

    Not panicking at all.

    The thin arms of lotus root encircled the man's sturdy waist, the perfectly-lined calf swayed in the air, and his voice was soft and sweet.

    "I'm a layman. Seeing Doctor Fu is beautiful, I love him at first sight, and I am extremely greedy."

    The chin was still pinched, and everything she said was vague.

    I can understand.

    Fu Qingyan's terrifying handsome face was still taut.

    "Why do you cook these dishes?"

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