Returning with cubs, ex-husband begged for reunion

The night is quiet, and the night in No. [-] Courtyard comes hastily.

Sheng Nanzhi clutched her deflated stomach and quietly slipped out of the guest room.

When confronting Lin Yanran just now, she was too confident, and she even said something about losing weight. How could she lose any flesh from her whole body?

Just when Sheng Nanzhi walked to the refrigerator by the dining table in the dark, she bumped into someone leisurely.

Sheng Nanzhi lowered her voice and exclaimed, and then apologized, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's too dark for me to see clearly."

As she said that, she took out her mobile phone and borrowed the light of the mobile phone to see clearly the person she just bumped into.

Fu Chenmo.

At this time, Fu Chenmo was holding a glass of milk in his hand, and the water stains on his chest were obviously caused by being bumped by Sheng Nanzhi just now.

After seeing clearly who it was, Sheng Nanzhi quickly took a step back, "Yes, I'm sorry."

Even the tone of the apology stammered a bit.

In the dark and dark environment, the atmosphere seemed a little awkward.

Fu Chenmo raised his head and drank the milk in the cup, then opened the refrigerator door and put the cup inside.

With the help of the faint light in the refrigerator, Sheng Nanzhi pointed to the corner of Fu Chenmo's lips, indicating that there was still milk in the corner of his mouth that was not wiped clean.

But Fu Chenmo didn't understand what she was trying to say with this action.

"Ok?"

His sword-browed starry eyes were full of doubts.

And Sheng Nanzhi pointed to the corner of his mouth again, but Fu Chenmo still didn't understand what she meant.

Because the lights were not turned on, the two of them even communicated with gestures with their hands, and tried their best to restrain their voices.

It was really hard to tell, so Sheng Nanzhi had no choice but to raise her hand to wipe the milk left on Fu Chenmo's thin lips.

When her fingertips lightly touched Fu Chenmo's thin lips, the numbness came quickly, and Fu Chenmo took two steps back with an unnatural expression.

Sheng Nanzhi looked at Fu Chenmo in embarrassment, and then explained: "You drank milk just now, and there is still..."

Fu Chenmo's eyes were extraordinarily bright in this dark night.

He pondered for two seconds, then the conversation suddenly changed, "Are you hungry?"

Sheng Nanzhi stubbornly refused to admit it, "I just came to see if there is anything to eat in the refrigerator, I'm not hungry."

"Do you want to listen to yourself, whether what you say is contradictory or not."

Fu Chenmo opened the refrigerator door that had just been closed. After looking carefully, he said, "There's nothing to eat. If you're hungry, let the chef get up and cook for you."

Sheng Nanzhi caught a glimpse of some eggs and noodles in the refrigerator, and she immediately rejected Fu Chenmo's proposal, "No need, I'll just cook the noodles myself."

Although the door of the kitchen is locked, fortunately there is a small cooking table in the dining room, where the servants usually chop fruits and make tea.

Standing on the small cooking table, Sheng Nan Zhi quickly fried an egg, added water and noodles, and the action was done in one go.

Fu Chenmo didn't go upstairs at all, turned on a dim light, and watched Sheng Nanzhi's operation, he couldn't help feeling a little hungry.

A few minutes later, a steaming bowl of egg noodles was brought over.

Sheng Nanzhi looked at her 'work' with a little success, her eyes were full of pride.

Seeing Fu Chenmo waiting for a while, Sheng Nanzhi even took the initiative to bring Fu Chenmo a pair of chopsticks, "Do you want to eat?"

Fu Chenmo misunderstood the chopsticks, and took a bite of the noodles with a little expectation. If he wasn't used to being a gentleman, he would have spit out the noodles just as he ate them.

There is no way, the image of a gentleman has been deeply rooted in his bones, Fu Chenmo forced himself to swallow the food in his mouth, and then he blocked the mouth of the bowl with his hand.

Sheng Nanzhi was curious, "What's the matter? Why don't you let me eat it? Is it so delicious, do you want to eat it alone? I tell you no way!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Fu Chenmo got up and dumped all the noodles in the bowl into the trash can.

Sheng Nanzhi was so anxious that she yelled, "Hey! What are you doing? Fu Chenmo!"

Fu Chenmo finally swallowed it, and there was nothing in his mouth, so he could speak, "What am I doing? I'll save you, that's not a bowl of egg noodles, trust me, it's a bowl of laxatives."

Sheng Nanzhi wanted to cry but had no tears, "Let me try it anyway!"

As she spoke, her stomach growled.

Fu Chenmo shook his head helplessly, and pressed Sheng Nanzhi's shoulder, "Sit here and wait for a while."

After finishing speaking, Fu Chenmo walked towards the refrigerator, holding several ingredients in one hand, and walked towards the cooking counter tall and straight.

Sheng Nanzhi still looked at the dumped egg noodles in the trash can reluctantly, and muttered, "Is it so bad?"

Although she is famous for her dark cuisine, she still doesn't believe that she can't cook noodles well.

While she was still in the pain of losing the egg noodles, the fragrance from the tip of her nose attracted her attention.

When she looked up, Fu Chenmo had already walked over with cooked noodles.

It was steaming hot and fragrant, and it seemed to be better than what she made.

On the dining table, each person has a bowl of noodles.

Sheng Nanzhi was surprised, "You know how to cook?"

In my impression, this should be the first time Sheng Nanzhi saw Fu Chenmo cooking.

After he divided the chopsticks, he said naturally: "When I was studying in the UK, I was not used to the food there, so I simply taught myself."

Simple self-study?

Sheng Nanzhi snorted softly, "I've been educated, can your simple self-study compare to me?"

As she said that, Sheng Nanzhi buried her head and took a bite in doubt.

Fu Chenmo didn't take it seriously, and even generously admitted that his cooking skills were not as good as Sheng Nanzhi's, "It's not as good as you."

After speaking, he also bowed his head and ate the noodles.

Although it's not very delicious, at least it's edible, unlike Sheng Nanzhi's food, which is hard to swallow.

After taking a sip, Sheng Nanzhi was a little surprised, and looked up at Fu Chenmo, "Is there anything you still don't know?"

Fu Chenmo lowered his head to eat the noodles, and when he raised his head again, he just said silently, "You can't talk about food."

Sheng Nanzhi pursed her lips, since Fu Chenmo won't let her speak, then she can enjoy the noodles.

However, she suddenly thought of a question, "Didn't you have dinner? After eating so much, I haven't seen you grow any meat."

Fu Chenmo raised his eyes again, only gave Sheng Nanzhi a look, and did not speak.

Sheng Nanzhi lowered her head tactfully, "Okay, let's stop talking."

Xu Shi was really hungry, she ate up a big bowl of noodles, even the noodle soup.

It's just that she ate a little slowly. After Fu Chenmo finished eating, he silently looked at Sheng Nanzhi who was drinking the soup.

"Free up tomorrow morning."

Seeing her finish eating, Fu Chenmo naturally handed over the napkin.

"What do you do when you're free?"

When she asked, Fu Chenmo had already got up.

"Don't keep asking so many questions, I don't like answering questions."

With that said, Fu Chenmo lightly went up the spiral staircase.

Sheng Nanzhi grimaced, imitating the indifference he had when he spoke just now.