The Man Who Married a Tyrant [Book Wearing][MTL]

Extra 8(Two Worlds)

Fang Tianzhuo looked sideways, his cold face melted away, and he whispered: "You are my person, and you should follow me."

He Zheng nodded immediately and said softly: "Of course, I will always accompany Your Majesty. Wherever His Majesty is, I will follow you."

"Um."

He Zheng rolled his eyes, sticking to him and said, "I used to work at home as an anchor, and I can make money just by playing games. Would you like to do this in the future?"

Before Fang Tianzhuo refused, he continued: "You don't have to go out for this job, so we can't always spend my brother's money, right? We will also spend money on books and other things here in the future. The currency doesn't work here, I know that His Majesty's private treasury is rich, but I can't always use gold to offset it, right?"

Fang Tianzhuo was silent for a moment: "You don't need to go out?"

"Mmmm." He Zheng said softly, "Just stay at home. In the future, His Majesty can bring the memorial here with me, and then I will wait for you at the Hall of Mental Cultivation when you go to court, okay? it is good?"

Zhenger is really understanding.

Fang Tianzhuo said warmly: "Okay."

He Zheng snickered. Fang Tianzhuo still doesn't know the nature of the anchor's job. Forget it, when he finds out, won't it be okay if he doesn't show his face? It's a pity not to show such a fan-like face.

Fang Tianzhuo didn't know what he was thinking. I was still immersed in the feeling of "having a wife like this, what can a husband ask for". They bought a lot of toys for the baby, selected a delicate wooden bed, and crawled on the carpet. Considering that there may be formaldehyde in the paint to disperse the smell, their mother bought some stickers and some safe ones. Self-posting wallpaper, ready to go back to decorate the room for the milk doll, He Zheng is also very interested, even if he knows that it is useless, but when the family does something together, the happiness in his heart seems to be bursting.

When he got home again, it was almost time. His mother and father started to wash their hands and cook a big meal. He Zheng pulled Fang Tianzhuo in and took out the bed where his brother slept. He swept the floor and spread the carpet. Going up, it can almost be said that he drove his brother out of the house with action.

For the first time in his life, Fang Tianzhuo set up a house with others, and he couldn't help but feel in a trance. You know, no matter what he did before, he only had to give orders.

He Zheng took the small ladder out of the storage room, looking expectantly: "Wall stickers, Your Majesty, go up and get them."

Fang Tianzhuo tentatively raised his foot and stepped on the ladder, hesitantly stepped on the second foot, his leg suddenly tightened, and then he got down from above, and said in a low voice, "I'll go and call Nanmen."

He Zheng: "?"

"No, why are you calling him? There aren't many stickers. When the time comes, children's pictures will be posted over there to teach the baby to read. There is only one wall. You can just go up."

Fang Tianzhuo clearly wrote the word "rejection" on his face, and said solemnly: "I don't want it."

"Why not?"

Fang Tianzhuo pursed his lips, glanced at the ladder again, rubbed his fingers against the seams of his trousers, and said, "Indecent."

He turned to leave, but He Zheng ran over to block the door in three or two steps and coaxed him: "Well, just the two of us, only I can see your majesty, it won't be indecent, eh?"

Fang Tianzhuo touched the fitted suit pants again. He always felt that this kind of clothes would break if they moved too much. He tightened his face: "I want to wear my own clothes."

"Your clothes are definitely not that convenient. Look at your outfit, it's so neat, you're handsome even when you climb a ladder!"

Fang Tianzhuo was a little persuaded, and hesitantly looked over, He Zheng leaned over and said, "Kiss it, it's very sticky, I'll help Your Majesty to escalate the ladder and make sure it won't fall."

Fang Tianzhuo was coaxed by him to the ladder, and climbed up in his encouraging eyes. He was tall and could easily touch the ceiling. He Zheng instructed him to uncover the other side of the wallpaper, before he raised his hand. When he was facing up, his eyes suddenly stopped under his waist.

"Your Majesty wears a suit... it's so beautiful."

Fang Tianzhuo looked down subconsciously, and saw that his furry hand touched his waist all of a sudden, with a contented face: "P'P is so upturned, so easy to touch."

Fang Tianzhuo: "??????"