The black emperor is the only favorite, the killer's wife does not want to escape

Chapter 147

Seeing her skinny appearance, Fu Boyan's heart ached, so he decided to give her extra meals to quickly make her fat.

"Yaoyao, eat more, so you can grow more meat." As he said, he kept picking up vegetables for her. Naturally, ginseng and black-bone chicken soup is a must.

Xiao Mengyao's bowl quickly piled up into a small hill, and there was a small bowl full of chicken soup in front of him.

Xiao Mengyao looked at the two bowls, feeling like a little pig.

How could she eat so much by herself, Nuo wanted to support her to death.

"No..." She called him weakly, with an unnatural expression.

Fu Boyan stopped serving food for her, "What's wrong?"

"I...I can't eat so much, can I stop eating..."

She really doesn't have that much appetite.

"That can't be done, you are so weak and so thin, you need to eat more and make up."

Obviously, Fu Boyan did not agree.

"But, I really can't eat, I'm already full."

She was not only full, she was already full, and she would be stuffed to death if she ate any more.

She knew that Nuo meant well, but she really had no place to eat anymore.

Fu Boyan looked at her and thought for a while.

"You don't have to eat the vegetables, just drink the soup." Fu Boyan picked up the soup bowl and brought it to her mouth, "Hey, drinking this soup will do you a lot of good, drink it while it's hot."

This is his good intentions and cannot be wasted.

Xiao Mengyao looked embarrassed, but seeing that he was so hard to refuse, she obediently drank the bowl of chicken soup.

"No, I really can't eat anymore. If I eat any more, I'll be stuffed to death." Xiao Mengyao looked at him pitifully, which made Fu Boyan's heart ache.

"Don't eat, let's go out for a walk."

After Fu Boyan said, Xiao Mengyao seemed to be rescued, and immediately felt a lot more relaxed, and she didn't have to be strangled to death...

For two or three days in a row, Xiao Mengyao ate enough for every meal, and ginseng black chicken soup became an indispensable thing.

After dinner, Fu Boyan took her downstairs for a walk, and the wind brought pink cherry blossom petals down one after another, like pink snow.

The golden sun is soft and warm.

Fu Boyan led Xiao Mengyao for a leisurely walk, today they were all dressed in white, from a distance, they were two affectionate angels.

Sunshine, breeze, petals, lovers, this is a beautiful picture...

After strolling around for a while, just as they were about to go back, a black sports car appeared in their field of vision at high speed.

The car stopped, Tang Mo got out of the car, and walked towards them with graceful steps.

Xiao Mengyao looked at Tang Mo and smiled. He heard from Nuo that he was sick, so he didn't come here.

But looking at him now, he is in good spirits and should be cured of his illness.

Tang Mo stopped in front of them, smiled with his Tang brand, and greeted them politely, completely different from howling with Fu Boyan a few days ago.

"Hi, old man, hi, little Yaoyao." Tang Mo waved his paw, his bright smile shining like stars in the night.

"I'm back, I can choose the room myself." Fu Boyan said indifferently.

"Okay." Tang Mo replied.

"Nuo said you were sick, are you well now?" Xiao Mengyao asked concerned.

Compared to someone's lukewarmness, Tang Mo likes Xiao Mengyao's concern.

In this way, he had to give her a meeting gift even more.

"It's better for Xiao Yaoyao, she has humanity." Tang Mo deliberately said loudly to Fu Boyan, and then took out a small and delicate box from his handbag, "Xiao Yaoyao, this is a gift for you, I hope you like it."

As Tang Mo said, he took Xiao Mengyao's hand and handed the box to her.

"It's called Mo Mo, you will definitely like it." Tang Mo was proud, Mo Mo has been improved by him, and now the function is even more powerful.

Holding the box, Xiao Mengyao hesitated, the so-called no reward for no merit, no matter what this gift is, she cannot accept it.

(End of this chapter)