"Mr. Fu." Xia Ling's watery eyes blinked,

Her eyes were black and white, and she made an innocent appearance, and her eyelashes were straight and sparkling like a small fan.

"Could it be that the heroine of "The Legend of Concubine Qing" was begged by me to let you help me go in and perform again?"

Fu Jue's face darkened: "...... Aren't you? ”

Xia Ling is very knowledgeable: "If you want to act, you want to act, of course you want to act." Mr. Fu is angry for me, heroes save beauty, and spend a lot of money, where do I have a reason not to appreciate it? ”

"Just? I have now signed a lover contract with Mr. Fu, I am Mr. Fu's person in life, and I am the dead man of Mr. Fu's vice president in death. ”

"Look, my whole body, this family is given by Mr. Fu, Mr. Fu wants me to repay the favor, so let's see what value I have? You just use it. ”

The tone of these words was humble, but looking at Xia Ling's attitude, it was not said at all.

Staring at her, Fu Di's eyes narrowed.

There is a saying that dead pigs are not afraid of boiling water, is Wang Yue like this?

She's already said that, what else can he do? Got on her?

No, isn't that more to her heart? Didn't she always want to have a boyfriend and girlfriend relationship with him?

*

Looking at Fu Jue's somewhat dangerous look.

Xia Ling said again: "Mr. Fu, since you don't need me to promise with your body, then I'll promise with food, right?" From today onwards, I'll pack lunch, and I'll cook if I'm busy, and ask the assistant to bring it to you. If I'm not busy, I'll come myself. When do you see when you get tired of eating and shout to stop, is that okay? ”

Happily put yourself in the position of your girlfriend.

From the very beginning, Xia Ling thought.

No matter how much Fu Wei loved and hated, she had to come to him from time to time to brush up on her sense of existence.

Fall in love, fall in love.

Don't even talk about it, where does love come from? It's okay to talk to Fu Jue, there is no more suitable than to bring him food.

His eyes were dark, and Fu Yu looked down at his slightly propped stomach.

This is indeed the most comfortable meal he has had recently.

If this is her sincerity......

Reluctantly, Fu Jue accepted it.

"Then let's do it first, do as you say."

Xia Ling: "Okay~"

Fu Jue glanced at her and pressed the inside line.

"Secretary Li, bring me my schedule."

Secretary Li sent the schedule.

Fu Jue flipped through it: "In the future, I will send a copy of my schedule to Miss Wang every day." ”

"Yes." Secretary Li glanced at Xia Ling.

What does she want Fu Tortoise's schedule to do? Does he still want her to cook him three meals a day?

Fu Jue has a small party in the circle at night, which is dispensable.

So, he put down his schedule as if nothing happened.

"I didn't have much schedule for the evening, I got off work at nine o'clock. Is it over for you to do it by then? ”

Xia Ling: "I'm about that time, there is a night scene tonight, and I can't leave until it's over." ”

"So late?" Then I'll pick you up along the way.

The words stopped under Fu Yu's tongue and were suppressed by him.

"Hmm." He replied lightly, "Then tonight, I'll bring you something to eat, and I'll eat it in the apartment." ”

Xia Ling: "Good ......"

*

Leaving Fu's company, Xia Ling and Xiao Yang returned to outside the film and television city.

The crew started work at two o'clock in the afternoon.

She originally asked for leave, but now the road is not blocked, she came early, and it is not too late to step on two o'clock.

Because of the air conditioner last time, the makeup artist came up to put on Xia Ling's makeup, and his attitude was much closer.

She adjusted her palace clothes and put on makeup.