The Devil King of fast wear was a little sweet ( Machine Translation )

She said that she wanted to break up with him, but he refused to admit it and came to freeload with her every day.

The knot in his heart was such a strange thing.

Once, Fu Dai's feelings were stuck on whether he liked her or not, and he struggled for so long.

When he really accepted his fate and was sure that he could not let go of Wang Yue, his feelings for Wang Yue suddenly soared.

*

Fu Dai was really too shameless.

She said that she wanted to break up with him, but he refused to admit it and came to freeload with her every day.

Today, he moved some of his toiletries, and tomorrow, he brought some clothes over.

In the end, half of the apartment was taken by him.

Xia Ling changed the lock, but Fu Dai took the property and directly picked the lock.

If one day, Fu Dai could regain his dignity as a CEO, Xia Ling would cry with joy.

*

And Fu Dai forced and roguish to live with Xia Ling just like that.

Xia Ling wasn't the only one who knew how to play tricks.

Fu Dai was the king of business, the Shura that terrified people at the negotiation table.

However, when he made up his mind to pamper someone, it was a disaster that no one could escape from.

A man wearing a high-class custom-made Armani suit was sitting at the negotiation table with his thin lips curled up. He was negotiating with his business partners for hundreds of billions of dollars.

He turned around, put on an apron, and foolishly stayed in Xia Ling's kitchen. He almost burned the kitchen down. Finally, he compared the menu and cooked a decent meal for Xia Ling.

"You're back. "

There was a black mark on his handsome face. When he was cooking, he accidentally touched the bottom of the pot and burned his hand. When he was wiping his sweat, he accidentally wiped it on his face.

"Okay. " Xia Ling looked at him with a complicated expression in her watery eyes.

"Wash your hands and get ready to eat. " Fu Dai smiled happily.

He took off the apron on his waist and did not mention the credit he had for cooking.

Xia Ling: "Okay. "

She went to wash her hands and washed the towel.

Then, she came out in front of Fu Dai.

"Don't move. "

With that, she took the towel and gently helped Fu Dai wipe the black mark on his face.

Then, she picked up his hand.

That slender and powerful hand that had always been the one that signed contracts of tens of millions or hundreds of millions was now in front of Xia Ling. At this moment, half of his ten fingers were covered in bruises and were burned red by the flames.

Xia Ling took the toothpaste and gently applied it on Fu Dai.

Toothpaste could not be used for severe burns, but with this degree of redness, the red pain on the hands would be much better after applying the toothpaste.

*

"Yueyue, admit it. You still like me. "

Fu Dai smiled and looked up at Xia Ling.

He sat behind the dining table, and Xia Ling stood in front of him.

She was wearing a black and white slim suit today.

A strand of hair on her forehead had been permed and fell next to her face. She looked beautiful and handsome.

"The legend of the Qing Imperial Concubine" had already started screening. Today, she had followed the production team to attend the press conference.

When she came back, she did not have time to remove her makeup, but she did not expect Fu Dai to cook and wait for her at home.

*

Xia Ling: "Who likes you? Mr. Fu, please don't flatter yourself. "

"You, you like me. " Fu Dai's fingers were painted white with toothpaste. On the other hand, his slender hand held Xia Ling's hand and wrapped it in his palm.

Fu Dai: "If you don't like me, why do you care about me? You even noticed that my hand was burned, so you helped me apply toothpaste. "

Xia Ling glanced at him and stabbed him.

"Even if it was another man, if he lived with me and cooked for me, if he burned his hand, I would also help him apply toothpaste. "