How can the president be fierce

Chapter 3021 Sweet Marriage Chapter 1583 Small sample, I can't cure you anymore!

As soon as the box was opened, a strong fragrance came to the nostrils. The palm-sized piece was covered with a layer of chocolate shavings and served with a few purple-red cherries. Visually, it was very enjoyable.

She swallowed her saliva, hurriedly took out the fork and forked a small piece into her mouth, the rich aroma of wine and the sweetness of fresh cream moistened her taste buds, she immediately squinted her eyes in enjoyment, and exclaimed, "It's delicious!"

Bei Fanxing folded his hands and supported his chin. Seeing her eating mouthful after mouthful, he exclaimed, "It's delicious" and "It's delicious", with a faint curve on his thin lips: "I brought it back specially. , I want to listen to your opinion, not to keep saying that it is delicious."

"My opinion is that it is delicious."

An Luo licked the cream on the corner of her lips, eating it with great joy: "I can't say professional words, I just think it's delicious."

The man stared straight at her with deep and dark eyes: "Carrot."

An Luo glanced at him unhappy: "I've said it several times, don't call me carrot, you can call me An Luo or pineapple."

Bei Fanxing ignored her, and a shocking flame surged out of his ice-cold eyes, and he just stared at her for a moment: "Let's give birth to a radish."

"..."

……

Early the next morning, Beisan Shao, who had never dined in the main building, appeared at the dining table for the first time.

After An Ning passed by, she saw him, frowned in disgust, turned around and was about to leave, but was stopped by the maid politely raising her hand: "I'm sorry, Miss An, the third young master has ordered you not to leave the restaurant without his order."

An Ning's face became colder and colder, and when she turned around, she saw Bei San Shao, whose head was still wrapped in a bandage, was lounging in the seat, and ordered her proudly and wildly: "Come, waiter, have breakfast!"

She looked at him coldly: "You are sick!"

"Of course."

The Third Young Master Bei snorted coldly, and tapped the bandage on his head with his fingers: "I don't even look at who smashed it out for me. Do you think that with the little pineapple protecting you, I won't dare to touch you? Come here! Serve me!" Eat breakfast! Otherwise, let the maid stuff all these things into your mouth, believe it or not?!"

After saying that, An Ning walked around the table as expected.

Little boy, I can't cure you anymore!

Third Young Master Bei snorted proudly, took the napkin casually to open it, and just put it away, the freshly made breakfast facing him was directly slapped on his face so forcefully! ! !
"Third young master!!!"

The maid's horrified scream sounded first, and the next moment, Bei San Shao's heart-piercing howl sounded: "It's so hot, so hot, damn it!!"

The plate fell from the man's face, and a red mark in the shape of a sausage and fried egg clearly appeared on the man's fair-skinned face...

The maid who rushed over to check on his injuries forced herself to hold back, and managed not to laugh out loud on the spot.

The sausage slapped on his eyes, Third Young Master Bei couldn't open his eyes for a while, and looked over in a daze, but An Ning was nowhere to be seen.

On the contrary, An Luo walked in, saw his appearance, and burst out laughing: "What's wrong with you? Your face is so red..."

The Third Young Master Bei didn't care about her words, and roared angrily: "Catch me back that damn girl! If I don't get rid of her hand today, my mother's surname will not be Bei!"

peaceful!

Now An Luo couldn't laugh at all.

(End of this chapter)