The Emperor's Run-Away Lover

Chapter 9: Little Devil Runs Away From Home

　　"Click!" Fu Yucheng bit the apple in his hand and narrowed his eyes comfortably. Under the warm glow of the setting sun, his dark eyes flowed with a strange dark green color.

　　The apples are fresh and sweet and full of juice.

　　After supper, I can still enjoy such delicious fruit, I feel almost the thing of my last life.

　　He closed his eyes and sighed with satisfaction: "This apple is really good."

　　He seemed to think of something again, and said to himself with a little doubt: "The mistress of the lady boss, every time I go to borrow food, I only refuse to Give some potatoes. Why did you suddenly become so generous today? Also included are two apples? "

　　Fu Yucheng muttered while looking sideways at the boy.

　　At this time, the boy had packed up a stack of pots and pans after supper. He took the carton containing food to the counter, carefully took out the remaining potatoes and sweet potatoes one by one, and carefully wiped off the excess on the surface. soil.

　　The sunlight is like the most delicate cicada wings tulle, and it is scattered quietly through the glass window in front of the flow table.

　　Under the warm light, the boy's black hair gleamed with a hazy light, and it almost turned into a soft light brown, and it became more snow-colored and thin.

　　——All in all, very clever and delicate, extremely lovable, is the kind of child who is the easiest for women to have the urge to care.

　　Fu Yucheng looked at him carefully, rubbing his lips thoughtfully: "Cough, kid." The

　　boy turned his head slightly: "What's wrong?"

　　"In the future, you will be responsible for the business of the lady boss."

　　"... ... "The boy glanced at him speechlessly, stooping and putting the potatoes one by one into the rattan basket under the sink.

　　Fu Yucheng crunched the apple crunching while mumbling: "Five pounds of potatoes, five pounds of sweet potatoes, five pounds of corn flour ... Two of us, you guys can eat so much, it won't last long. Okay, let 's talk about it later, in short, do n't starve. "

　　"You ..." The boy's hand paused imperceptibly. "Are you very poor?"

　　Fu Yucheng couldn't help but blankly glance at him: "Do I look like a rich man?"

　　"Oh. "The boy hesitated for a while, but then he opened his mouth," So what do you plan to do afterwards? "

　　" What can I do if I make it? "Fu Yucheng shrugged.

　　The question the boy really wants to ask is, what does Fu Yucheng intend to do with the burden he has picked up halfway?

　　But the other party didn't seem to understand what he meant.

　　Without an answer, the boy asked no more. He lowered his head, cut the tape at the bottom of the carton with a fruit knife, and carefully folded the carton into a piece, and inserted it into the gap between the right side of the flow table and the car wall: "When I came back, I heard the aunt opposite said, The carton can be taken to the waste station for recycling. "

　　" That's too much trouble. "Fu Yucheng carelessly raised his hand, only to hear a" snap ", the apple core hit the boy's calf and flicked down to the trash can.

　　"Sorry, accident." He scratched his head, revealing an innocent expression. "Actually, I used to be a sharpshooter ... I haven't touched the gun for a long time, and my hand gave me a head." The