The Hegemon's Kiss Addiction

Sheng old man is also a little anxious, keep knocking on the door outside, painstakingly persuading.

"My granddaughter, what happened again? Is that boy Fu Tsai making you sad again? My grandfather will go to Fu's house tonight to ask for justice for you. Don't cry, open the door and let grandfather see. What's the matter? "

The mirror in Sheng Lan Shan's room had already been broken. When she got up, she felt the burning pain on her face. She touched it, and her face was covered with protruding little spots, which directly made her get goose bumps all over her body. When she ran to the mirror, she almost didn't scare her to death. She had some intense phobia, and the dense dots on her face made her disgusting Life, accidentally broke the mirror in the room.

Now what to do, she did not dare to open the door at all, for fear that others would say her face was disgusting, and she would cry in panic. What kind of skin care cream was just fake!

She cried louder and louder. Master Sheng had no choice but to get the key and open the door of the room. He saw his baby granddaughter with a scarf on her face and was sitting in front of the bed crying. This really hurt him.

"My granddaughter, what's the matter?"

"Grandfather, sobbing, my face is ruined, that cheap woman has ruined my face!"

Sheng Lanshan cried bitterly. As soon as Sheng Ling heard that her granddaughter's face had been destroyed, she immediately pulled down her shawl. Seeing this, she was almost not scared to death, and her face immediately became angry.

"Tell grandfather, who did it?! Don't cry for your justice, grandfather

Sheng Banshan again covered her face with gauze towel again, thinking of that bitch in September of Song Dynasty, her whole face was full of resentment.

"Grandfather, it's song September! It's song September who was swept out by the Fu family. She's working in shengteng now. Grandfather, you must help me and let her take out the antidote! "

Her face now looks like this. She must have been poisoned, and the person who poisoned it, needless to say, must be song Jiujiu. She must want to revenge herself for smashing her flower shop.

The more Sheng Lan Shan thinks, the more twisted her face is. Song, September, let's see!!

She probably forgot that she had taken the cream from someone else's desk in September song. Now that something happened, she knew to shift the responsibility to others.

It is a pity that song and September can't pay attention to anything. Fu Tsai was ill all his life. He turned into a proud young master and was very picky about food! He didn't eat this or that. He was overcast all day, as if others owed him one hundred million yuan.

Aunt Qiu did it again and again, but Fu shaoke said that he couldn't eat it. Starve him to death!

Song and September really did not expect that Fu Shao of Luocheng was like a child in his temper.

"Miss Song, please take good care of the boss. As long as he is ill all his life, he will be covered with thorns. If he says anything to provoke you, don't be angry."

Mo Yi gave song September a preventive injection in advance, but song September was not really angry. She just felt that it was unreasonable and even novel. She wanted to take a picture of Fu Tsai's present appearance and take it to the company for publicity. It would probably cause a stir.

"What is this made of?"

In the ward, Fu Tsai lost his temper again. He put the food in his hand on the table and sipped his lips unhappily, as if he had been wronged.

Seeing the song September coming in, my eyes brightened.

"Song September, I want to eat cake, you make me a cake."

Song's eyebrows puffed in September. What kind of cake did the grand master eat? However, she was miraculously defeated by the man's yearning eyes. Later, she thought that it might be the glory of maternal love.

So after she got out of the hospital, she immediately went home to learn how to make cakes with aunt Qiu. She found that it was not difficult to make this thing. She asked aunt Qiu to do other things, and she could stay in the kitchen to do it herself.

After finishing, she took out the mango she had just bought, chopped it carefully, and put it in it, which made the cake look more delicious. When it was over, she immediately went to the hospital to serve some uncle.

"Here, cake."

Fu Tsai takes over with satisfaction, picks up the spoon, just ate a mouthful, frown fiercely once.

Song's heart trembled, thinking that although it was his first time to make a cake, it was not so bad.

"Is it bad?"

Some frustration in the heart, the face immediately collapsed.

After Fu Tsai finished swallowing it in his mouth, he looked down at the yellow flesh inside, took a puff from the corner of his mouth, and immediately dug another spoon.

"It's not bad, song September. Is this the first time you've made something for me?"

"Well."

Song Jiujiu felt relieved. It would be nice if it wasn't bad. In fact, before she came, she secretly took a bite and thought the taste was ok, but she didn't know if the master would be satisfied. Now it seems that the other party is not picky.

After a busy afternoon, she had nothing to eat. She was already a little hungry at this time. She said hello to Fu CAI and planned to go shopping on the street.

What song Jiujiu didn't know was that as soon as she left, Fu Tsai vomited out her mouth and pulled the bell beside her. After a while, she entered the emergency room.Mo Yi is sad, and the boss is really. He knows that he is allergic to mango. Why should he eat it? Is it because Miss Song made it?

When song came back to the hospital in September, there was no shadow of Fu Tsai on the bed, and his eyebrows frowned. When he went to the corridor, he saw Mo Yi, who was leaning against the wall, and opened his mouth with some doubts.

"Where's Fu Tsai?"

Ink a corner of the mouth smoke, think you do good things do not know, Villa but never mango, this person should not be malicious revenge on the boss, after all, at the beginning, she was bullied by the boss that called a miserable.

"In the emergency room."

Song September a Leng, she just left for such a while, is the other party's illness aggravated? Also does not speak, stands by Mo one's side, quietly waits.

About half an hour later, the door of the emergency room was opened, and Fu Tsai was pushed out. His face was pale. He looked as if he had lost half his life.

The doctor immediately sent people to the ward, song September followed, until all the doctors went out, just sat down beside Fu Tsai's bed.

"What's wrong with you? Didn't I just go well? "

Fu Tsai was not in a coma. When he heard song Jiujiu ask, he stretched out his fingertips and rubbed his temples.

"I don't know. Just take a break."

Song Jiujiu nodded. I don't know why. She always felt that Mo looked at her in a strange way, until they met in the corridor, and the other side finally opened her mouth.

"Miss Song, the boss is allergic to mango. If you make something next time, don't put any mango. He loves face and won't take the initiative to say it."