Reborn into the careful liver of a paranoid boss

Chapter 957

There was a rustling sound, and Fu Yehan didn't put on a dark suit and leather shoes, but a soft and comfortable light-colored home clothes.

After getting dressed, Fu Yehan slightly raised his eyelids, and saw Su Shihan half sitting on the bed motionless, his thin lips parted slightly, and his low and hoarse voice let out: "Didn't you say you want to go downstairs to eat dessert? Why are you still sitting on the bed?" ?”

His mellow and pleasant voice brought back Su Shihan's dreamy thoughts, Su Shihan hurriedly said: "Wait, I, I'll get up right now."

Su Shihan quickly lifted off the thin quilt, put on the light pink fluffy slippers, and walked to Fu Yehan's side step by step.

When she was sleeping, Su Shihan was still wearing a light green pleated skirt, so she didn't have to spend extra time tidying herself up when she got up.

A head of flowing and long hair scattered behind Su Shihan's head was fluffy and slightly messy, and a strand of hair mischievously brushed down Su Shihan's cheeks.

Fu Yehan's eyes were dark, and his cool fingertips brushed over her small face, and gently pinned the strand of hair behind her ear.

Su Shihan enjoyed his tenderness, and the joy in her heart couldn't be suppressed no matter what.

Immediately afterwards, Fu Yehan took her little hand and led her downstairs: "The desserts I bought are all your favorites. You can try all of them later."

With his little hand being held by him, Su Shihan could feel the thin calluses on his palm gently rubbing her tender skin, bringing her a slight tingling pain and a little oxygen.

It wouldn't be uncomfortable, but a strange feeling came from the tip of her heart that made her tremble.

Su Shihan settled down her slightly confused mind, and followed Fu Yehan downstairs at a leisurely pace, "Since it's my favorite food, I'll definitely finish it."

Fu Yehan looked at her beside him and smiled, his stern facial features softened, and he said in a low voice, "Little glutton."

The language is pampering, and the eyes are full of tenderness.

"I'm not greedy, I'm not wasting." Su Shihan pouted unconvinced.

Fu Yehan never forgot to tell her: "Don't eat too much, or you won't be able to eat dinner, and in the middle of the night, you will definitely be hungry again."

"That's not scary." Su Shihan didn't have any worries in this regard, "Anyway, with you here, even if I get hungry in the middle of the night, you can cook for me."

He won't find it troublesome, and as his wife, she should have the little benefit of letting him cook for her.

Hearing this, Fu Yehan frowned with a serious expression on his face, and he responded solemnly: "Okay, don't worry, even if I starve me, I won't starve you."

Su Shihan frowned, not agreeing, she said: "That's not okay, you are my husband and my closest person, I won't agree to starve you."

In words, it is Su Shihan's rare strength.

The curve of Fu Yehan's lips became wider, he lowered his head, leaned forward, and then, a kiss full of clean and cold breath landed on Su Shihan's fair and plump forehead.

After the kiss, Fu Yehan did not rush to distance himself from Su Shihan, but approached her, biting Su Shihan's ear and said in a hoarse voice: "You are right, I shouldn't starve myself, as for you, wait Your body got better after being tossed so hard last night, and if I feed you well, I will never let you go hungry."

"It's just that I didn't expect that you are more anxious than me about this matter."

On the side of the ear, it was warm and hot, and what came gushing out was his faint cold fragrance.

(End of this chapter)