Chapter 9: Good morning

Chapter 9 Good Morning

But soon, Fu Xing suddenly picked her up by the waist, which startled Lin Fu.

"What are you doing?"

Fuxing didn't speak, but put her on the big soft bed, turned around and went into the bathroom.

Looking at the closed bathroom door, Lin Fu seemed to regain her strength from her weak body. She immediately got under the covers like a groundhog and rolled around on the bed.

Ahhh! !

It's so embarrassing.

It was indeed a coincidence that she fell on purpose just now, she is only so courageous, and she would definitely not have the courage to do anything else.

What happened next was really an accident.

She really didn't mean to.

I don't know whether Major General Fu Xing believes her or not.

****

Fu Xing looked at the completely changed bathroom, and almost suspected that he had gone to the wrong place, especially the hot water in the big bathtub and the fragrance all over the room made the man's cold and noble handsome face very uncomfortable.

Is this the change after marriage?

seems to be good too.

For the first time in his life, Fu Xing gave up the efficient and intelligent cleaning system, and chose the gentle and rustic bathing method that his father said before his death would kill a man's will to fight.

The novelty and strange feeling, as well as the soft and warm touch left on the skin and palm, kept provoking the man's unshakable heart.

When Fu Xing came out of the bathroom, Lin Fu had already fallen asleep.

Using mental power suppression during the day still caused a serious fatigue load for her.

Fu Xing went to the study to deal with military affairs for an hour before returning to his room to rest.

As soon as he went to bed, the sleeping little wife automatically rolled into his arms.

But he stopped short.

Staring condescendingly at the newlywed wife who is sleeping soundly, her eyes are complicated and deep, with a hint of inquiry and contemplation in her eyes.

The little wife came with a purple wish sign, which is not a simple marriage.

Finally, he goes to bed again, trying to adjust to the sudden presence of someone in his life.

****

The next day, Lin Fu went downstairs lazily. When she saw a man in a military uniform, sitting at the head of the dining table, looking at the military newspaper without squinting, she instantly woke up.

wipe!

Why did she fall asleep in a daze.

Forgot that the Major General came back in the middle of the night yesterday, and...

"Wake up? It's early." Fu Xing asked casually without raising his head.

"Morning...good morning." Lin Fu glanced at the time guiltily. It was half past eight, which was not too late. This was due to her family atmosphere since she was a child, and she did not develop the habit of sleeping late.

Fu Xing still focused his eyes on the military newspaper in front of him, and there was a tall stack of exquisite and ancient books on his left hand, which looked very old at first glance.

"What are you doing standing there?" Fu Xing finally raised his head, his dark green eyes were deep and cold, and he inadvertently put a lot of pressure on people. His thin lips slightly raised, "Didn't you have a lot of courage last night? Your courage disappeared overnight." ?”

"Not at all."

Lin Fu raised her chest, walked over with big strides, and deliberately sat down on the right side of Fu Xing, the distance between the two of them immediately became a little close.

Fu Xing squeezed the center of his eyebrows, put down the military newspaper in his hand, the elegant and leisurely aura in the morning subsided, and turned into a cold, strong, and intimidating aura that made the huge space tense.

Lin Fu held her breath subconsciously, and unknowingly put away the lazy sitting posture just now, and replaced it with a well-behaved elementary school student sitting posture.

Straightforward.

"Major General, what are your orders?" She asked seriously.

A smile flashed across Fuxing's eyes at the new wife's obedient behavior.

He pointed at the encyclopedia-like tome on the left, "This is the aristocratic genealogy of the Galactic Empire. As a duchess, you must understand the intricate relationships inside, and the grievances and hatreds of each family for thousands of years."

(end of this chapter)

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