Sang Ran went downstairs. Her pink dress reached below her ankles. Her slightly curly hair fell on her waist. Her face was clean and beautiful, with black eyes that seemed to have countless stars falling into them. The bridge of her nose was small and delicate, and her pink lips The petals are slightly raised.
Fu Chenyan held his forehead with one hand and looked at the girl in front of him. No matter how he looked at her, she looked like...a doll?
But why is this title so familiar?
He seems to have called before?
"your hair……"
Sang Ran reached out and casually grabbed her hair. Without her brother around, there was no one to comb her hair.
Fu Chenyan: "..."
Sang Ran sat opposite Fu Chenyan because she didn't want to be close to this bad guy.
"Eat, what do you like to eat?"
Sang Ran looked at the breakfast on the table. There were fried dumplings with honey, beef with snowflakes, and crystal buns. However, these were not her favorite, so the girl pouted.
Fu Chenyan raised his eyes lightly. Sang Ran's emotional expression was too simple. You could tell her happiness, anger, sorrow, and joy at a glance.
"dislike?"
Sang Ran held her chin and looked at the things on the table, "Well, can I still eat the cake from last night?"
The girl had a smile on her beautiful face and her eyes flickered with pleading, making it hard for anyone to refuse any of her requests.
Fu Chenyan couldn't bear to reject this beautiful doll for a moment.
After a moment, he said slowly, "I didn't prepare anything this morning."
After saying this, Sang Ran sighed softly like a deflated rubber ball, "Okay."
But soon, Fu Chenyan said again, "When I come back at noon today, I can prepare a small cake for you."
"Thanks husband."
husband……
Her voice had a gentle ending, which brushed through Fu Chenyan's heart like a feather. He noticed something strange about himself, frowned slightly, took a casual bite of food, and calmed down.
Sang Ran picked up the chopsticks, but after a long time, she still couldn't pull out a crystal bag. Her cheeks bulged in anger, and she dropped the chopsticks on the ground with a crisp sound.
Fu Chenyan: "..."
Not only is this woman stupid, she also has such a bad temper...
The servant next to him immediately went to put away the chopsticks and did not dare to mess with the little lady. She seemed to have a bad temper.
Finally, Fu Chenyan gave his doll a fork, and Sang Ran finally put it into her mouth. Just after taking a bite of the bun, Sang Ran covered her mouth with tears in her eyes.
"Well……"
It's hot...
Fu Chenyan had never seen such a stupid person before. He stood up and took a glass of milk and put it in Sang Ran's hand, "Drink it yourself or do you want me to feed it?"
Sang Ran held the milk and took a few sips. The pain in her mouth was no longer so strong.
"When I was at home, my father would bring these things to room temperature before giving them to me. Why are your buns so hot?"
With tears in her eyes, the girl looked at Fu Chenyan with aggrieved expression.
Fu Chenyan closed his eyes. Others married a good wife and mother, but he really married an ancestor...
"Don't you know how to blow before eating? Are you so old that you can't even eat?"
Fu Chenyan lowered his voice and tried not to look so angry.
"It's because your buns are too hot. I don't want to eat them."
Sang Ran put down the fork in her hand and turned her face to the side. Her eyelashes flickered and tears fell again, hanging on her soft face.
Fu Chenyan pinched the center of his eyebrows with his slender fingers. The veins on his forehead had already risen, as if he was suppressing something.
After a moment, he put down his hand and walked to Sang Ran. Sang Ran looked at the gloomy face in front of her, her body gradually retreated, and she leaned on the back of the chair.
"I will pay attention next time and let them cool down the buns before giving them to you. Please stop crying, okay?"
Fu Chenyan roughly wiped away the tears on Sang Ran's face. Sang Ran took the man's big hand away and pursed her lips again.
"what happened again?"
His voice was still cold.
Sang Ran rubbed her eyes, "You hurt my face."
Fu Chenyan: "..."
"Okay, I won't touch your face anymore. Can you stop crying? Can you continue eating?"
He promised his grandfather that he would take good care of this doll. If it becomes hungry and lose weight... the Sang family will never give up.
Fu Chenyan stood up irritably and tugged on his tie. It might have been a long time since something had bothered him so much.
How to support your wife.
Sang Ran picked up the fork next to her and continued eating. Fu Chenyan held a crystal bag and blew it on the girl's plate.
"It's cold, eat it."
The cold voice was still like ice and snow.
Sang Ran pouted her lips. Although she was reluctant, she was still very afraid of this man. She lay on the plate and ate like a hamster.
Fu Chenyan looked at the soft and pink face and always wanted to squeeze it. It seemed to feel pretty good. He tried it yesterday.
But when I think about the tears of this doll, I forget it. If I pinch my face, I might cry for a long time.
"I'm stuffed."
Sang Ran put down the fork in her hand, and she sat there obediently. When she wasn't crying, she was still a beautiful doll.
Fu Chenyan frowned slightly, "Three crystal bags, one sip of milk, are you full?"
"Um."
Fu Chenyan put another beautiful crystal bun on the plate. The skin was so thin that you could vaguely see the shrimp meat inside. The crystal bun was placed in Sangran's bowl.
"Eat one more."
Sang Ran wanted to refuse, but when she saw Fu Chenyan's cold black eyes, she nodded again.
She also ate slowly, taking a small bite and chewing gently.
Fu Chenyan just watched him eat quietly, eating bit by bit, her pink lips opening and closing, and then she took another bite.
It took a full two minutes to eat a steamed bun.
It was the first time that Fu Chenyan knew that someone could eat so slowly, but he didn't seem to hate it.
"I'm stuffed."
"Eat one more."
Fu Chenyan took another honey steamed dumpling with his chopsticks.
Sang Ran looked at the steamed dumplings on the plate as if looking at something scary, and whispered, "But... I... am really full."
"What?"
Fu Chenyan raised his eyes, his eyes were cold to the bone, especially when he frowned slightly. Sang Ran shrank her neck in fear, lay down and continued eating.
There was a faint chuckle in her ears. Sang Ran raised her head angrily and looked into those cold eyes again. She dared not speak out in anger, so she could only take a bite of the fried dumpling, as if biting Fu Chenyan. .
