Chapter 881

At the beginning, he thought he had an affair with mingling and questioned her. How did she answer him at that time? She remembered that she seemed to say she liked this type, gentle, gentle and good tempered.

Later, the man seemed to have changed.

Fu Yiyi was finally satisfied and grabbed Lu wanchu's hand and walked towards the villa.

LAN tingsheng left long ago, and her body was put into an ice coffin by Mo Qing, waiting for their arrangement.

"Burn it tomorrow."

Lu wanchu whispered that her body could no longer be used. It was useless to keep it. It was better to return to the dust.

"Well, I'll arrange it tomorrow."

Fu Yi said quietly. Lu wanchu nodded and touched his flat stomach, "I'm hungry."

To sum up, she hasn't eaten for several days. She lives on the spiritual power input by months and months and some nutrient solution.

"I'll have someone make your favorite right away."

"Fu Yi, I want to eat what you made."

Lu wanchu misses Fu Yiyi's food very much. She once ate it and wants to eat it for the second time. In the future, she wants to eat more.

"OK, I'll make it for you."

Fu Yiyi took off his coat and handed it to Lu wanchu. He elegantly rolled up his cuffs and asked Lu wanchu to wait for a while. His slender figure walked towards the kitchen.

"Sir?!"

Several top chefs in the kitchen were shocked and surprised.

"Get out. I'll do it here myself."

Fu Yiyi spoke indifferently. Several chefs looked at me and I looked at you. They didn't dare to say anything. Go out immediately.

They are all Fu Yi's people. Naturally, they know what happened in Dijing villa recently and what to say and what not to say.

"Miss Lu!"

When crossing Lu wanchu, several chefs shouted respectfully to Lu wanchu, and Lu wanchu smiled and nodded to several people.

Several people lowered their heads in fear and left quickly.

Lu wanchu lowered his footsteps and walked towards the kitchen.

The kitchen of Dijing villa is very large, and Fu Yi's slender figure still looks very empty.

In front of the delicate and bright kitchen table, Fu Yi is seriously dealing with shrimps in his hand.

Lu wanchu stood at the kitchen door, watching quietly without saying a word, as if he was afraid of disturbing Fu Yiyi.

Fu Yi's slender fingers put the processed shrimps in a glass bowl. His narrow Phoenix eyes fell on the kitchen board. In his other hand, he was cutting ingredients with a kitchen knife.

"Why don't you go and have a rest? I'll be fine here in a minute."

Aware that she was at the door, Fu Yiyi raised his head with a seven point tenderness on his handsome face.

In his ear was his mellow and magnetic voice. Lu wanchu walked forward slowly, "Fu Yi, turn around."

Fu Yi, with a thick eyebrow and a slight pick, "what are you doing?"

"You turn around!"

Lu wanchu grumbled discontentedly. Fu Yixing smiled and turned his back to her according to Lu wanchu's instructions.

Lu wanchu looked at Fu Yi's tall and broad back, stepped forward and stood behind him, stretched out his hand around Fu Yi's waist.

Fu Yi's body stiffened, "what's the matter?"

Lu wanchu leaned against his back, and the tip of his nose was full of Fu Yi's breath. "Nothing, just want to hug you."

She will feel safe in his arms.

"Hold it if you like. I belong to you."

Lu wanchu raised his lips and smiled, "well, you all belong to me."

She likes this sentence. She likes it very much.

Fu Yifeng's eyes were soft and let Lu wanchu lean on his back.