Lord Huo annoyed the little ancestor again

Chapter 16 I Don't Like You Again
roar.

This taste.

Really.

too!Disaster!eat!up!
At this moment, Fu Xi finally understood how Huo Beiyi's sudden care for her made people want to kill him!

Sitting beside Fu Xi, Huo Beiyi looked at her funny and difficult expression of being unable to swallow and vomit, and asked thoughtfully with a suppressed smile, "Xiao Xi, is my mother's porridge not very tasty?"

Fu Xi quietly clenched her hands under the table into fists, turned her head to meet Huo Beiyi's playful eyes, swallowed the porridge forcibly, resisting nausea, "The taste is unique, very good!"

"Then you-"

eat more.

Huo Beiyi hadn't finished speaking behind, Zhen Jiaojiao suddenly clapped her hands and said happily, "I knew Xiao Xi liked to eat! Bei Yi, look at you, you have lost weight after staying abroad, you must not have eaten well, hurry up Eat it, it's not good for your stomach if it's cold!"

Zhen Jiaojiao picked up a few more dark dishes and put them into Huo Beiyi's bowl. When she looked at him, her eyes were full of distress and pity, "I've reheated this dish three times. Mom made it by herself. If you don’t like it, just tell me, and mom will make it for you again!”

"There is a chef at home, don't worry about me eating well every day, you are not a child anymore."

"You got off work so late, and the food was cold when you got home. Besides, you were too busy to touch the ground after returning home. You didn't even have time to chat with me, and you didn't sleep at home for a night. I just wanted to come and see you Can't you?"

"Okay, okay, I'm going home this weekend."

"Bring Xiao Xi along."

"it is good."

"My son is so good! Don't just say you don't want to eat, there are still a lot in the pot!"

"..."

Huo Beiyi spoke quickly, and fell into the pit that Zhen Jiaojiao dug for him.

Turning his head to see Fu Xi's reaction, he saw her lowering her head, taking small dishes, and putting the porridge into her mouth spoon by spoon.

There was no painful expression on the elegant side face.

On the contrary, very relish.

A big bowl of porridge quickly bottomed out.

Zhen Jiaojiao was dumbfounded, "Xiao Xi, do you really like eating?"

"Well, I'll get another bowl."

"Leave it alone, I'll come!"

Zhen Jiaojiao went to the kitchen with Fu Xi's bowl, and Huo Beiyi took the opportunity to pour half a bowl of porridge into the trash can, then looked at Fu Xi's stomach strangely, "Aren't you disgusting?"

Fu Xi rested her chin on one hand, and quietly looked at the back of Huo's mother who was a little clumsy but busy and serious in the kitchen under the orange light.

In her previous life, her parents left early, and since she could remember, she didn't know what a mother's love is.

I only vaguely remember that the rice cooked by my mother is always mushy, and the poached eggs are always burnt.

After becoming famous at a young age, there were so many announcements.

Every time I go home tired in the middle of the night, I cook a bowl of instant noodles by myself, sit on the balcony, and watch the lights of thousands of houses, followed by a suffocating sense of loneliness.

Later, she would rather go hungry all night than have a table and a bowl of noodles for one person.

Fu Xi just suddenly missed the childhood home that disappeared for a long time. Huo's mother's cooking skills are exactly the same as when she first cooked, and the food is terrible.

But, she likes it very much.

Fu Xi's eyes were slightly wet, but the corners of her lips were slightly raised, "What's disgusting? The porridge contains white ginseng, wolfberry, cordyceps, and lean preserved eggs. It nourishes qi and coagulates blood. It just suits my taste. You don't know what to eat. "

Huo Beiyi snorted noncommittally, "I think you are trying to curry favor with my mother."

"You think too much, and I don't like you."

Fu Xi turned her head, and faced Huo Beiyi's stinky face of someone who owed him [-] million yuan, she gave a standard smirk——

(End of this chapter)