Bigoted Mr. Fu Lets Me Do Whatever I Want Chapter 874 - The Man's Mischief. She Was Angry

Chapter 874: The Man’s Mischief. She Was Angry

Qin Shu had never done physical training before. Perhaps she had done some physical training when learning martial arts at Qi Mountain.

It was just that she had forgotten how to do so.

But now, she could clearly feel that using physical strength was very exhausting.

If it weren’t for her high martial art strength and good flexibility, she wouldn’t have been able to do physical training with the man.

Sometimes, she would think, didn’t he only have martial art strength at bronze level?

Where did his superb physical strength come from?

“I made my wife get distracted. It’s my fault for not working hard enough.”

Looking into the man’s deep eyes, there was a faint flicker of fire, which made her inexplicably feel weak in the knees.

Qin Shu was half-asleep, but she could always hear a low voice in her ears. “Do you like it this way?”

“Or this way?”

..

Qin Shu was speechless.

She could only feet something pressing on her chest, and her breathing was a little difficult. Helplessly, she opened her eyes and saw a pair of pitch-black, sparkling eyes, like two black pearls.

The owner of the black pearl-like eyes reached out his lotus-root-like arm and wrapped it around her neck, calling her in a childish voice, “Mama.”

When she opened her eyes, she saw her son. Qin Shu smiled and pulled him into her arms. “Xiao Jiu, why are you here?”

Without a doubt, he must have woken up and seen that Ning Meng was not by his side, so he climbed out of the crib and walked over on his own.

The crib was not very high. In addition, Xiao Jiu’s arm strength was robust. He could hold onto the crib for half an hour.

This was also why Fu Tingyu said he wanted to train Xiao Jiu. As he has talents for martial art training

He had seen his son’s action from the surveillance cameras. When he saw it with his father, he too was amazed.

The child’s memory was excellent. As long as he had been to the master bedroom once, he would know his way.

When Xiao Jiu smiled, his beautiful eyes and brows were curved. “Mama, up-up ~.”

Up-up?

Qin Shu thought for a while and asked him, “Xiao Jiu wants mommy to get up, right?”

Xiao Jiu smiled and nodded. “Get…get up ~.”

Although Qin Shu still wanted to sleep for a while, she readily agreed when she saw that her son wanted her to get up.

“Mommy will get up now.”

Just as Qin Shu finished speaking, a slender figure walked to the bedside and lifted the little cutie pie from her.

Suddenly lifted from his mother’s arms, Xiao Jiu waved his small hands unhappily and called out to Qin Shu in a childish voice, “Mama, hug!”

Qin Shu looked at the man who was holding the back of her son’s collar and said with a smile, “Xiao Jiu is powerful now. He is also very good at climbing the bed. His p.r.o.nunciation is getting clearer and closer to the correct p.r.o.nunciation.”

“I just can’t spoil him.” Fu Tingyu felt that his son was too used to running to the master bedroom. What if he happened to kiss his wife one day and he suddenly came in? He would have been a nuisance.

With a straight face, he said, “Your mother needs to rest. Go out and play by yourself.”

Seeing that he was going to carry their son away, Qin Shu immediately lifted the blanket and said, “I’ve slept enough. I was about to get up.”

The man lowered his eyes and looked at her. His gaze swept over her body, and his eyes darkened a little. His throat also tightened.

Qin Shu realized something extraordinary. She lowered her head and looked at herself. Her face blushed a little, and then it darkened again.

What was she wearing?

Realizing that his wife was angry, Fu Tingyu withdrew his gaze with difficulty. “I’ll send Xiao Jiu out.”

After saying that, he carried his son and strode out.

The door was closed immediately.

In the bathroom

Qin Shu looked at herself in the mirror. Her black hair cascaded down like a waterfall. The ends of her hair were slightly curled, and when they fell on her shoulders, she looked a little playful.

She was wearing a chiffon sling. It was pure white.

It was transparent.

Very transparent.

When did she wear this dress?

She didn’t need to guess who put it on her.

Fu Tingyu carried his son from the second floor to the living room.

Being carried like an object, Xiao Jiu looked at Fu Tingyu with dissatisfaction. His two lotus-root-like arms were like rowing boats. “Papay, down, let me down ~.”

At this moment, Ye Luo walked over. When he saw the young master in his Master’s arms, he started to sweat for him in his heart.

Boss followed behind Ye Luo. When he saw Xiao Jiu, he could not help but feel sorry for Ye Luo. “Meow!” (You take care of yourself)!

Fu Tingyu directly handed Xiao Jiu to Ye Luo. “Take him to train his arm strength. Train him for half an hour, and then get Ye Qing to teach him how to read.”

“Yes, sir.” Ye Luo hugged Xiao Jiu.

Ning Meng hurriedly came out of her little master’s room with the freshly prepared milk in her hands. When she saw them in the living room, she quickly ran downstairs.

When she ran to the little master’s side, she carefully said, “Little master hasn’t drunk his milk yet.”

“Then let him drink his milk first, then do training.” Fu Tingyu glanced at his son, then turned and walked up to the second floor.

Xiao Jiu pouted, obviously dissatisfied with Fu Tingyu’s treatment.

Ning Meng handed the milk bottle to Xiao Jiu and didn’t forget to put in a good word for her master. “Little Master, although Master is a little strict, he’s doing this for your good.”

Xiao Jiu held the milk bottle and drank the milk. His pair of pitch-black eyes glanced at Fu Tingyu, who had already gone up the stairs, and he bit the pacifier with hatred.

After drinking his milk, Ye Luo carried him to the training room.

Boss accompanied them.

Xiao Jiu was young. Ye Luo knew that his grip was strong, so he made him practice this first.

The 1.5-meter tall horizontal bar was specially made for Xiao Jiu.

The horizontal bar was thin, and Xiao Jui could grasp it easily.

At this moment, on the horizontal bar, Xiao Jiu grasped the horizontal bar above his head tightly. Not letting go was an instinctive desire to survive.

He knew that as long as he let go, he would fall, and then he would fall on his b.u.t.t. It would be painful.

“Meow” Boss jumped and jumped by the side as if he was cheering him on.

Ye Luo did not stand guard by the side as Xiao Jiu had some sponge cus.h.i.+ons under him. Even if he fell, it would not be so painful.

He stood in front of the sandbag and began to hit the sandbag.

He had a violent tendency. If he did not swing his fist in a day, he would feel uncomfortable. If he did not sweat every day, he would feel uncomfortable. If he did not hit someone, he would feel missing.

Therefore, it had become his habit to practice with the sandbag every day.

Boss was used to Ye Luo’s routine. Sometimes, he would jump up and hit the sandbag twice to feel the pleasure of hitting someone.

Xiao Jiu was not a child who loved to cry and cause trouble. No one saved him from the horizontal bar, so he would not let go.

However, he was soon attracted by the sandbag and the low growls that came from time to time. His little head tilted to the side with difficulty. And watched curiously as Ye Luo desperately hit the thing in front of him. For a moment, he was lost in his thoughts.

“Bang bang”

“Ha…”

In the quiet training room, the sounds of boxing and low growls were incessant.

Time flew by quickly. Half an hour pa.s.sed very quickly.

Ye Luo calculated the time and stopped what he was doing. He turned and came over to Xiao Jiu to rescue him from the horizontal bar.

Usually, Xiao Jiu would sit on the ground and play for a while.

Today, he stared at the sandbag that Ye Luo was punching and kicking..