Chapter 1143: My Gentle Tyrant (25)

Fu Yue realized that there was something wrong with the little emperor's emotions, and raised her eyes to look, and she saw the boy staring directly at Xu Lan.
That look was fierce.
Fu Yue: "..."
She must quickly find an excuse to get the dead woman away.
Lest Ji Rong goes crazy.
Fu Yue smiled and looked at Xu Lan, who was sitting next to her: "Okay, the old days are over, my brother and I are going to eat, you..."
Fu Yue looked up and down Xu Lan's eyes, and the intention of chasing the guests was obvious.
Xu Lan snorted softly.
She was just here to show off anyway, and she would naturally leave after showing off.
Xu Lan stood up curly, picked up the bag on the table and was about to leave, then suddenly sat down again.
Fu Yue was tired: "...what happened to you?"
Xu Lan pulled out a business card from her bag and handed it to Fu Yue, "I organized a classmates party this Sunday, at the hotel at 8 o'clock in the evening, Qin Chu, you will definitely come, right? Take it with your boyfriend."
Xu Lan simply wanted to embarrass her, so that all the classmates at the time could see what kind of poor life the former school girl had now.
Fu Yue didn't care to deal with her, just wanted to refuse.
Unexpectedly, the Ji Rong had put away this business card before her, and showed Xu Lan's little tiger teeth: "Don't worry, my brother-in-law will definitely be there by then."
"Auntie."
Xu Lan's face turned black, and she rolled her eyes towards Ji Rong, stepping on her high heels and stepping away, not forgetting to remind Fu Yue before leaving.
"Qin Chu, you must come by then, otherwise don't blame us for looking down on you."
Fu Yue: "..."
This woman is mentally retarded.
When Xu Lan left, the air seemed to be fresher.
Fu Yue took the mobile phone and scanned the QR code on the table to order self-service. She didn't ask the little emperor what he likes to eat or not. Because she paid the money, Ji Rong had no right to object.
Fu Yue ordered two spicy crayfish and another pot of mandarin duck pot.
Fatty beef rolls, fat sheep rolls, yellow throat, tripe, duck intestines...etc. hot pot ingredients are the same anyway.
She wanted to order spicy pot at first, but thinking that Xiao Tiantian can't eat spicy in general, she reluctantly ordered a mandarin duck pot.
This is her final bottom line.
After ordering the food, sit in the time when the food is served.
Fu Yue started to settle accounts with Ji Xiaorong, she stood up and walked beside him, grabbing the child's soft face.
"Who asked you to promise that woman?"
With that, Fu Yue put both hands on, kneading the tender face of the little emperor, as if kneading a dough.
Ji Xiaorong grinned, "She looks down on you."
Fu Yue rolled her eyes: "Then where did you get me a boyfriend? Is it possible that I should go to the nightclub and call a duck?"
After coming to this world for more than a week.
Ji Xiaorong has learned to surf the Internet a long time ago. He can play on the computer six or six six, and he can understand these modern vocabulary in seconds.
Of course he understands what a duck means.
Ji Xiaorong's face turned black in an instant.
He lowered his voice and gritted his teeth in Fu Yue's ear: "Qin Chu, are you dead when you are me?"
Fu Yue glanced at him coldly.
To be precise, he glanced at his five short stature.
"Why do I want you now?"
The little emperor was heartbroken: "..."
A tear was brewing in his big eyes, and Fu Yue's face was held in his two small hands with a serious and heartbroken expression.
"So love will disappear, right?"
Fu Yue: "...Be normal."