Kuai Chuan Ancestor: Paranoid villain is addicted to pets

Chapter 19 Delicate cannon fodder vs gloomy disabled boss 19
After staying in the old house for a few days, Fu Jingchen and An Qing returned to the Summer Palace.

night.

kitchen.

"Are you sure this thing can cure Fu Jingchen's leg?"

An Qing folded her arms and watched Xiao Bai take out a small bottle of transparent liquid and pour it into the milk, and asked suspiciously.

"Of course I can. The boss believes in me. Although I have no other skills, I am still very good at pharmacy."

After pouring the liquid, Xiaobai put away the bottle, ran to her side and said.

"Well, I believe you." Seeing its cute appearance, An Qing pampered its little head.

She came to the door of the study with the milk, raised her hand and knocked on the door.

"Come in." The man's deep and cold voice came from the door.

An Qing pushed the door in and put the milk on Fu Jingchen's table.

"Husband, drink milk."

Fu Jingchen raised his eyelids to look at him, and said, "thank you."

The girl's eyebrows and eyes are curved, she looks soft and cute, and Fu Jingchen's eyes soften unconsciously.

An Qing didn't leave after delivering the milk. She stood at the door, blinked her big eyes and stared at Fu Jingchen, pursing her pink lips, as if she wanted to say something but was embarrassed to say it.

"Is there anything else?" Fu Jingchen asked with a faint smile on his lips.

"Hmm...do you know advanced mathematics? I can't do a question." An Qing took out the paper in her pocket and asked.

She is still in college. Although she doesn't have to go to school every day because of the epidemic, she still has to complete her homework.

"Let me see."

An Qing walked to his side and handed him the crumpled paper.

Looking at the crumpled paper, Fu Jingchen smiled.

Little girl, how embarrassing this is, I came to ask him after all the papers were crumpled like this.

"This question looks like this..."

Fu Jingchen read the topic once and started to speak, An Qing immediately bent down and listened carefully.

The distance between the two suddenly drew closer, and the girl's soft hair brushed against Fu Jingchen's cheek, which was numb, as if through an electric current, directly connected to his heart, causing his heart to skip a beat.

He panicked for a moment, and even lost his train of thought to solve the problem.

"Husband, husband?"

Seeing him in a daze, An Qing called him twice.

Fu Jingchen came back to his senses, his ears were a little hot, he took a deep breath, and tried to concentrate in the air filled with the aroma of her shampoo.

"Oh, using this formula..."

He was distracted while solving the problem.

The girl was wearing a nightdress with suspenders, and after bending over, a large piece of white skin on her chest was exposed in his peripheral vision, and the roots of his ears became even redder, and the heat almost permeated his cheeks.

"Here's a chair." He hurriedly pulled the chair on the other side over.

"Thank you." An Qing smiled sweetly at him.

After the girl sat down, Fu Jingchen took a deep breath and began to concentrate on the topic.

"Use this formula again at the end, understand?"

"Understood, my husband is amazing!"

An Qing looked at her with bright eyes, which were full of admiration.

"Just a good memory."

Fu Jingchen lowered his eyelids in embarrassment, but his heart was bubbling with joy because of her words.

"Then husband, I'm leaving, don't forget to drink milk, good night."

An Qing stood up and instructed carefully.

"Good night."

The girl's slender back disappeared outside the door, and Fu Jingchen felt reluctance in his heart. He frowned slightly, and pressed the strange emotion in his heart.

The door of the study was closed, he picked up the milk and drank it one gulp.

I don't know what brand this milk is, but it tastes surprisingly good.

After drinking the milk, he stared at the computer and continued to work, but he couldn't concentrate.

The girl had already left, but her hair fragrance still seemed to linger in the air, vaguely lingering under his nostrils, making his heart flustered.

(End of this chapter)