Paranoid Fu Shao's heart

Chapter 240 She Doesn't Even Know What She Likes To Eat

Not right either.

The girl didn't seem to have called her anything before.

"Sangsang, you should know who we are?" Without waiting for Luosang to say anything, Xu Zhaorong continued: "Let me introduce to you formally, I am Shi Han's mother, and the person next to me is Shi Han's father. "

Xu Zhaorong bumped Fu Jiangli who was reading the newspaper with his hand.

Luosang blinked, turned his eyes slightly, and also looked at Fu Jiangli, who had nothing to do with him, and replied: "I know."

Seeing his son reaching out to pick up the candies on the table, Xu Zhaorong followed his movements and said, "He didn't tell us anything about your marriage to Hanhan. It was a surprise when we just found out."

She has a smile on her face, her mouth is always bent, and her voice is also gentle: "I heard that you haven't held a wedding yet, so you have to do it after the wedding, or... I will do it myself when the time comes, is there no problem?"

Lausanne subconsciously shook her head, her eyelashes unblinking: "No."

Xu Zhaorong raised an eyebrow at Fu Shihan, isn't it amazing?
Easy to do.

Fu Shihan's eyes were slightly dazed, and he stared at the girl without panic or rejection. He clasped his fingers together, and the warm touch gradually heated up.

He handed the candy that had been peeled off the wrapper to the girl's mouth.

Lausanne avoided: "Don't eat."

"Okay." Fu Shihan paused.

Xu Zhaorong didn't get a look from his son, and continued to speak: "Then... Sangsang, you will be like Hanhan in the future, calling us parents."

Fu Shihan frowned instantly, and said indifferently, "Mother, there's no need for that."

With calm eyes, Luosang looked at Xu Zhaorong and nodded: "Okay."

At this time, Fu Jiangli, who had been silent all this time, looked away from Luosang, stood up, threw the newspaper in his hand on the table, and said seriously, "Shihan, let's talk."

……

The time came quietly, and dusk fell.

Xu Zhaorong was wearing an apron and was holding a kitchen knife in his hand.

When Fu Jiangli heard the housekeeper came to report that his wife was cooking in the kitchen, his head ached. As soon as he walked in, he stood beside him: "I'm talking about you, you've been messing around, the chef's cooking skills are no better than yours."

"Why did you come in?" Xu Zhaorong was cutting carrots without raising his head and said, "Don't bother me here, go and call Hanhan for me."

Fu Jiangli looked at her strangely: "What did you ask him to do?"

"Just go." Xu Zhaorong's radish has already been cut, and now he is developing the seasoning.

"alright."

Fu Shihan was working in the living room.

Fu Jiangli sat down on the sofa, picked up his documents and looked at them: "Your mother told you to go over."

The man's eyes darkened: "What are you doing?"

Fu Jiangli didn't know: "Ask her."

Fu Shihan was silent, closed the computer, got up and walked to the kitchen.

He didn't enter the kitchen a few times, but he remembered a few times, probably to get food for the girl.

He can cook, but that was all in the past.

Basically nothing now.

Xu Zhaorong heard footsteps, looked back at his son, then lowered his head and continued to season: "Here we come."

Fu Shihan: "Yeah." He stood aside, leaned against the counter, glanced at Xu Zhaorong's apron, and stared at her tinkering with something: "What do you want me for?"

Xu Zhaorong stopped moving: "What does your wife like to eat?"

Fu Shihan's eyes paused slightly, his expression was in a daze for a second or two, his dark eyes flickered, and he didn't answer.

(End of this chapter)