Dark sugar is hard to prevent

Chapter 32
Faced with Tang Xi'en's increasingly excessive demands, Fu Shiyu had a headache.

Pressing the swollen brows, he said patiently, "You just have a plaster cast on your right leg, not bedridden, far from the point where you need someone to take care of you. After Aunt Wang asked for leave, you made a fuss in different ways. What it is, I know it well."

He decided not to condone Tang Xien's ridiculous behavior anymore.

Tang Xi'en raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile: "Since we both know each other well, why waste time acting?"

The man's eyes turned around her delicate and beautiful collarbone, and he smiled mockingly, "You think I really want to do something bad to you, and you can call a friend to stop it? How naive!"

Being guarded like a pervert, Fu Shiyu's patience all night finally reached the verge of breaking out.

Before Tang Xi'en could react, he closed the door with a "bang", the sound made Tang Xi'en's heart skip a beat.

Tang Xi'en glanced at his mouth, and whispered towards the closed door: "Are you angry?"

She went back to her room feeling a little uneasy.Fu Shiyu has always been moody and angry, but he slammed the door hard just now, he must be really angry.

Thinking that he still had to ask him, Tang Xi'en decided to use the soft policy next.

After thinking of a solution, she went to sleep in peace.In the middle of the night, I was woken up by being hungry.

The takeaway that Fu Shiyu brought back at night was not tasty is one, and Aunt Wang asked for leave because she was in a bad mood and lost her appetite.

Too hungry to fall asleep, Tang Xien dug out the instant noodles he brought from home and prepared to go out and cook a bowl to satisfy his hunger.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he walked out of the room, he had a face-to-face meeting with Fu Shiyu who also came out of the study.

Glancing at the empty glass in his hand, and looking at the study room with the lights turned off, Tang Xien said politely, "Director Fu, are you done with the work?"

Fu Shiyu gave her a cold look, without saying a word, walked towards the bar, took out a carton of raw milk from the refrigerator, and poured it into a glass.

Tang Xi'en saw with sharp eyes that the milk carton was emptied, but only half a glass of milk was poured out. She wanted to please Fu Shiyu, so she also followed, and said empathetically, "Are you hungry? Why don't you drink ice milk?" How about it? It will hurt my stomach! I am also hungry and want to cook instant noodles, do you want some?"

Fu Shiyu's face was not good, he threw the milk carton into the trash can, and then turned around, the half glass of milk on the bar had been poured into the sink by Tang Xi'en.

There was a throbbing pain in his temple, and he closed his eyes weakly, "Why did you pour out my only half glass of milk?"

"Drinking cold milk hurts my stomach! I want to cook steaming instant noodles and eat them together."

"Won't instant noodles hurt your stomach?"

Seeing Fu Shiyu's serious tone, Tang Xi'en paused, and then suggested: "Then...how about we go out and find something to eat? Fry some side dishes, and order hot porridge to warm our stomach?"

Seeing the timid expression on her face, even knowing that she is best at pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, Fu Shiyu still felt compassion, looked at the hollow art clock on the wall, and said noncommittally: "It's two o'clock in the middle of the night, where can I find it?" food?"

As soon as Tang Xi'en heard his words, he knew there was something to be done, so he picked up his crutches and went back to the room, and said as he walked, "I know a place that has delicious food, which is cheap and delicious. I'll go in and get my coat. Wait for me."

She took out her coat and came out, and Fu Shiyu was already dressed, waiting for her at the entrance with the car keys.

　There is one more.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)