Jun Qingyu bends his eyes, "I thought your meeting would end very late."
Fu Yuanchuan said: "There are few things today, and Yu Zhi will take care of the rest."
When Shi Kaixin heard this, he couldn't help but think that if he didn't come out to protect his wife, wouldn't all of this work be his.
When the bodyguard can still go out to eat and drink with the wife, the wife can protect him when in danger...No, he can also protect the wife.
It's better to be a bodyguard. Being a bodyguard is better than being a marshal.
Yao Yao silently mixes with desserts and eats dog food. Different from Jun Qingyu, Yao Yao is inevitably cautious when facing Fu Yuanchuan. When he is a marshal, he is very cautious. The marshal becomes the emperor of the empire. When the star thief encounters it, it will only be more cautious. cautious.
After eating the dessert, Yao Yao stood up and said goodbye. He was different from what he had just talked about, and suddenly became silent.
At this time, there is no need for others to say anything. Shi Kaixin is full of conscious attributes as a light bulb. He took the strawberries and went out to inspect the surrounding stalls to assess the taste.
Jun Qingyu wiped his hands and said, "Let's go back later."
There is nothing wrong with the palace, they can go back to the villa directly in a while.
"Okay." When Fu Yuanchuan came in, he also bought a few snacks, which were small in quantity but full of varieties. "Let's eat more."
"Don't eat it." Jun Qingyu is still making desserts, planning to eat something sweet, "If you eat too much, you will gain weight."
Mermaid will not gain weight. Where is the physique of mermaid, no matter how much they eat, they will not gain weight.
But Fu Yuanchuan was happy to coax Xiaoyu, "Little Fat Fish is also very cute."
Jun Qingyu just said casually. Hearing this, he raised his eyebrows, "Really?"
"Really."
Jun Qingyu fed him a fresh strawberry, "Then what should you do if you can't hold the little fat fish?"
"You can hold it." Fu Yuanchuan kissed the strawberry on his fingertips and said, "I can hold it with one hand."
As he said, Fu Yuanchuan's eyes dimmed, "You can try it when you go back."
Jun Qingyu: "?"
For a moment, Jun Qingyu didn't react. He watched Fu Yuanchuan speak in a serious manner. He hummed and turned around to make desserts.
Looking at Xiaoyu's instantly red ears, Fu Yuanchuan got up and hugged him from behind, wrapped around his waist and kissed his cheek, "What time do you go back?"
Jun Qingyu thought for a while and said, "Make the cake ready and go back."
"it is good."
There is an elevated shelf for placing cakes. When the cakes are empty, the shelf underneath is also empty.
Fu Yuanchuan did not let go, but just took the cutting board next to him and put it under the shelf to cut the fruit.
Cut into suitable size, the decoration of the fruit cake is to put these fruits directly on the cake.
It's easy to save the process of mounting flowers, and it's also convenient for eating.
After applying a layer of cream, Fu Yuanchuan thought for a while and said, "Put more."
Fu Yuanchuan doesn't like sweets. Jun Qingyu himself doesn't like thick cream, so he always controls the amount of cream when making cakes by himself.
But when Fu Yuanchuan said so, Jun Qingyu sent some more butter, "So?"
"can."
The cake is coated with a thick layer of cream, it will sink a little when the fruit is placed, and the overall look will not be affected.
After setting it up, Fu Yuanchuan took Xiaoyu back.
Jun Qingyu and Fu Yuanchuan came one after the other. There were two suspended vehicles. One of them let Shi Kaixin sit back. They went straight back to the villa.
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The fluffy and soft cake was quietly on the table without the cream.
There are faint traces of cream on the tabletop.
The house is full of the fragrance of strawberry cake.
Maybe I want to increase the strawberry aroma of the strawberry cake as a whole, so I also added some strawberry-flavored sodium cyclamate to the whipped cream, instead of ordinary sugar.
The strawberry-flavored cream is fragrant and sweet, and the mouth is not greasy.
Jun Qingyu curled up on the bed, lying on his side with the thin quilt sliding off his shoulders, with mottled marks strewn on it.
From the neck down, there is no escape.
Jun Qingyu's eyes were reddish, and he slept deeply.
Fu Yuanchuan raised his head and glanced while handling the documents, and got up to help him cover the quilt.
It may be due to the transition of exercise, so I was very tired and fell asleep.
Jun Qingyu was dazed and didn't know how long he had been asleep. He seemed to drank a sip of nutrient solution between dreams and waking. He was awake for a while, but he didn't have the energy to drink a little, and then went back to sleep.
When he woke up again, Jun Qingyu smelled the smell of strawberry cake all over the room.
In an instant, Jun Qingyu's face blushed a lot.
He grabbed the thin cover over his head and hid himself inside like ears and bells. As a result, the movement was too large, and it was accidentally involved, so he didn't dare to move again for a moment.
Jun Qingyu's movements here are very light, and Fu Yuanchuan, who is always paying attention to Xiaoyu, did not miss the slight feedback. He got up and brought warm water over and asked, "Should you go soak in the spring water?"
After drinking a sip of warm water to moisturize his throat, Jun Qingyu lay weakly on Fu Yuanchuan's hand, with his cheek leaning against the palm of his hand, and whispered, "The waist is uncomfortable."
Fu Yuanchuan couldn't help lowering his voice, coaxing Xiaoyu gently, "Will you knead?"
"it is good."
Resting on Fu Yuanchuan's hand, Jun Qingyu stared at him in a daze, thought for a while, raised his hand and patted his side.
Needless to say, Fu Yuanchuan immediately understood what the little fish meant, and lay down on his side, holding the little fish in his arms.
"feelling better?"
"Yeah." Jun Qingyu hit Hatch, buried his head in Fu Yuanchuan's arms and found a comfortable place to sleep.
"Do you want to sleep?" Fu Yuanchuan said softly, "Get up and eat something."
If it is not necessary to supplement the nutrition, Fu Yuanchuan does not want to feed the small fish with nutrient solution, the taste is not good, and the small fish does not like it.
"I do not want to eat."
"Don't want to eat anything? Ice cream? Strawberry dumplings?"
"..."
Perceiving that the little fish under his body became stiff, Fu Yuanchuan calmly changed his words and said, "Mango dumplings."
After a while, Jun Qingyu whispered: "I want strawberries."
"it is good."
Soaking in spring water can no longer alleviate these discomforts quickly, and Jun Qingyu doesn't really want to sit in the medical cabin for a day, and is relatively leisurely, so he just lay down and did nothing as a vacation.
Fu Yuanchuan went down to get food, Jun Qingyu thought for a while, restored the size of the little mermaid, and did not look like a fish tail.
Putting on the small pajamas prepared in the space, Jun Qingyu put a small pillow on it, and traces of long light golden hair can be seen on the edge of the quilt.
When Fu Yuanchuan came back, he saw the little fish in the quilt. "What's wrong?"
Jun Qingyu shook his head and signaled that there was nothing wrong with him, "I don't think it's so obvious when I get smaller."
No matter where the discomfort is, it will not be obvious.
Is it possible that the human form consumes more aura, the little mermaid size does not need to consume aura, the excess aura is used to maintain the body, so there is such a difference?
Jun Qingyu thought for a while, and felt that this should probably be the case.
Fu Yuanchuan held up the little fish, "Something to eat first?"
"Ok."
Strawberry dumplings are strawberry fillings wrapped in glutinous rice skins. A new product that has recently emerged. Jun Qingyu has eaten a few times. Fu Yuanchuan bought a lot of them and kept them at home so that small fish can eat them whenever they want.
Just eat like this...
The dumpling is almost half the size of Jun Qingyu.
Fu Yuanchuan unpacked the package and measured it. He felt that it would be more difficult for the small fish to eat, so he said, "Let's change it."
"No need to change." Jun Qingyu took a bite, and the dumpling suffered only a little trauma.
However, the dumplings have thin skin and a lot of fillings, and I also eat the inset of strawberries.
Upon seeing this, Fu Yuanchuan wanted to use a knife to divide it into small pieces, originally because he was afraid that the stuffing inside would flow out after cutting it open, which would make Xiaoyu unhappy everywhere.
But Xiaoyu seems to like to eat this way, so it's more convenient to eat it in small pieces.
"No need to cut." Jun Qingyu squeezed the strawberry filling from the corner of his mouth and said, "Just eat like this."
"it is good."
Jun Qingyu sat on Fu Yuanchuan's hand, with dumplings on his fingers, so that he could bite.
Under the dumpling, use a small iron bowl that just fits the dumpling.
Jun Qingyu ate very slowly. From time to time, he stopped and tilted his head to look at the computer's virtual screen. When he saw a lot of files, he withdrew his eyes and continued to eat dumplings.
The skin is very chewy, and it is sprinkled with icing sugar, which will inevitably make the face when it is too small.
Fu Yuanchuan looked at the document for a while, lowered his head and rubbed the icing sugar on Xiaoyu, and then continued to read the document.
Jun Qingyu looked at the dumplings in front of him that hadn't been eaten for a long time, and felt the happiness after getting smaller, but the mouth was a little dry after eating too much.
With Fu Yuanchuan concentrating on his work, Jun Qingyu raised his hand and tugged at his cuff, "Yuanchuan, water."
Fu Yuanchuan took his own cup, the clear tea that Xiaoyu made just now when he ate dumplings. The cold tea was made with some ice cubes.
Pour it into the small cup prepared for the little mermaid and hand it to him, "Come on."
Jun Qingyu can hold it with just one hand. After drinking, he raises the cup and said, "One more cup."
After two more cups, Jun Qingyu looked at most of the dumplings left in front of him and couldn't eat it. He turned his head and fell on Fu Yuanchuan's wrist and said, "I want to eat dried fish."
If you just eat too much sweet food, you won't want to eat it, not to mention that it's still such a big dumpling.
"Okay." The drawers on hand are all the snacks that Xiaoyu usually eats. In addition to the dried fish, Fu Yuanchuan also took out the others.
Surrounded by other small snacks, Jun Qingyu took a bite of the dried meat.
Fu Yuanchuan asked, "Don't eat the dumplings?"
Jun Qingyu hugged the dried fish and said cleverly: "I can't eat it anymore."
Hearing that Fu Yuanchuan ate the leftover dumplings, this kind of dessert cannot be kept for too long after it is opened, and it may become stale if it can't be put for a day.
Jun Qingyu ate a lot of dried fish, dried meat, and meat.
After Fu Yuanchuan was busy with work, he held his chin with one hand and watched the little fish eat. From time to time, he sent tea and wiped his mouth.
It seems...good appetite?
But these are usually eaten, and there are no new snacks.
Does it have anything to do with being too tired?
Jun Qingyu didn't hear the keyboard sound. He looked up and saw Fu Yuanchuan looking at him. He blinked his eyes blankly and asked, "What's the matter?"
"Nothing." Xiaoyu might be shy when he said this. Fu Yuanchuan concealed his guess and changed the subject: "Are you full? There is still in the drawer."
"I'm full." Jun Qingyu's appetite will be smaller when he regains the size of the little mermaid. It's just that he eats too much sweet bite and eats some salty snacks, unknowingly he eats a lot.
Another sip of tea will make you full.
There are small slides on the side of the table, which are rotating. After all, the table is a bit high. It may take up a lot of space straight up and down, and it will slide down too fast, and the rotating one will be relatively safer.
Jun Qingyu put down the small cup and slid down the slide, intending to get something, but stopped moving halfway.
Fu Yuanchuan, who had been watching Xiaoyu, made a timely move, placing his fingertips behind Xiaoyu, slowly pushing him down.