Young Master Fu's Unexpected Cute Wife

"..." I'll help you take it off! "

It was better for him to take off his own than hers.

The hand that came late trembled even more than the hand that had taken him out.

"Woman, don't play any tricks!"

When Fu Sihan suddenly spoke, he was so frightened that he ruthlessly slapped his hand again. The back of his hand brushed past a place that shouldn't be touched …

It was scorching hot.

Huge.

It was like a sleeping beast.

Only Fu Sihan knew that the sleeping gigantic beast had the attitude of being unable to control its consciousness.

Nightfall looked up in fright. She was so embarrassed that she was about to burst into flames. She couldn't even say that "I didn't play any tricks because you scared me" defense.

When he was about to bite the bullet and continue, the man suddenly grabbed her hand and threw her to the side.

"Get out!"

Before he could finish, he had already gone straight to the bathroom.

The door slammed with a loud bang.

After Fu Sihan took a cold shower, he couldn't help but rub his lips.

In these past few years, there had been countless women standing in front of him without taking off their clothes, yet he was able to remain unmoved. He did not expect that Yan Wan would actually make him do this twice in a row …

The soft body of a woman, the fragrance, the soft and sweet lips …

Fu Sihan cursed in a low voice, his mood extremely terrible.

She had been living for twenty years, and she had never done anything wrong.

However, having arrived here, she had offended Fu Sihan at the speed of light.

Fu Sihan was in a bad mood. At dinner time, the villa was filled with extreme depression.

The man sat at the head of the table with his legs crossed. His brows revealed an ice-cold annoyance and dissatisfaction. His fingers drummed on the table, making a sound like a heart-wrenching drum.

"Is that all you give me?"

The long table of European vintage, French baked snails, St. Jacques's scallop, white wine green mouth, beef stew in white sauce, Hokkaido sashimi from the east, catalonia cutlets... All the delicacies in the world were present, and the ingredients were all being transported by air.

Fu Sihan tasted these dishes like chewing wax.

The three chefs at the dining table were so scared that their bodies trembled.

The three chefs were all top chefs, yet the dishes they cooked were described as "this sort of thing" …

He had offended someone late, so he didn't dare to make a sound while standing by the side with the servant. He silently ridiculed how difficult it was to serve!

"You!" Fu Sihan looked at Yan Wan.

"…" Late at night almost gave a shudder, thinking that he had seen the look of disdain on his face.

"Go and cook for me." After Fu Sihan finished speaking, he ordered the servants to withdraw the dishes on the table.

Anorexia made him eat all year round, but that morning the broth gave him the taste of food and the satisfaction of taste buds.

"Didn't you say that the things I make are difficult to eat …" Evening, she muttered through her fingers, not very willing.

"What did you say?" Fu Sihan lifted his eyelids.

"I say, Third Young Master, what do you want to eat?" She quickly replied with a fake smile that didn't quite reach her eyes.

Is this man a dog's ear? He could still hear her!

"What will you do?"

"..." It's just some ordinary dishes. "

There were a lot of cooking for the evening party. All of the various cuisines were pretty good, and she could easily cook the side dishes for them. However, what she liked to cook the most were Chinese dishes and all kinds of desserts, she could probably cook the ones on the table just now.

Fu Sihan nodded his head in a very easy-going manner. "Whatever."

Laters hate people who say "anything."

Where did he get the "whatever" dish?