Quickly Pass Through the Villain, He is Soft and Sweet

  Chapter 369 Take away Dr. Lu’s white coat [56]

  Hot?

   Is it as hot as a boy?

  Shen Wanqing couldn't help but think.

  748:...

  Host, you can roll!

   seemed to feel that 748 was complaining about herself, and Shen Wanqing immediately looked over with a cool look.

  748:! ! !

  748: [Dogleg] You can do whatever you want.

  Love is dripping, let’s go!

  No one cares when the train goes to Lhasa!

  Here, Shen Wanqing blinked, her white face smiled sweetly, and she couldn't see that she was driving with 748 in secret just now.

  The eight-treasure porridge is cooked with a lot of ingredients and it looks delicious.

  When I was at Shen's house today, I didn’t eat dinner, and then I played with the group of punks again. Shen Wan’s hungry chest stuck to his back early in the morning.

   Picked up the spoon, took a scoop, blew it, and put it in his mouth.

  No sugar, but it’s okay. After all, it’s made by a teenager. Even if you don’t add sugar, it tastes sweet~

  "Would you like to add sugar?"

   Just as Shen Wanqing was muttering in her heart, the young man next to her seemed to have insight into her mind and spoke gently and inquiring.

  Shen Wanqing heard the words and immediately raised his head, "Is there any?"

  Looking at the girl’s eyes that lit up when she heard the sugar added, Lu Chenzhou’s lips moved lightly, and his jaw nodded, “Yes, in the kitchen, wait for me for a while.”

  Speaking, Lu Chenzhou got up and went into the kitchen.

When    came out, he was holding a small hexagonal glass jar in his hand.

  He opened the small jar and placed it in front of Shen Wanqing.

  Sit down and slowly said: "There is a spoon in the jar, so you can put as much sugar as you need."

   "Well, good." Shen Wanqing nodded to indicate that he had heard it.

  After that, she saw Shen Wanqing arrogantly taking two tablespoons of sugar into the porridge.

  Don’t think about it, this bowl of porridge is probably sweet and tiresome.

  But Shen Wanqing was extremely satisfied with this sweetness.

  I took a spoonful of eight-treasure porridge and put it in my mouth. The porridge was fragrant and waxy, coupled with the sweet taste, it was simply too delicious!

   "If there is a can of Wang Zi milk at this time, it is simply the perfect match!"

  Shen Wanqing sighed while squinting his eyes and drinking the porridge.

  Unfortunately, she did have Wangzi's milk on her body, but she couldn't take it out in front of the teenager.

  Otherwise, what should I do if I frighten the teenager?

   Hearing the girl’s sigh, Lu Chenzhou tilted his eyes slightly, “I don’t have Wangzai milk, only coffee. Would you like it?”

  Hearing this, Shen Wanqing immediately shook his head, “Don’t don’t, coffee is too bad to drink.”

  It's bitter, how can the sweet Wangzi milk taste good.

After drinking a few sips of porridge, Shen Wanqing suddenly glanced at the calm and gentle man beside him, tilted his head in doubt, and asked, "Zhouzhou, don't you drink porridge?"

   "Don't drink."

   "Why, do you lose weight?" The girl's eyes looked up and down the thin body of the young man.

   Perceiving the girl's gaze, Lu Chenzhou's ink-colored pupils constricted a smile. He shook his head gently, and said gently and coldly: "No, it's just a habit of not eating anything after nine o'clock."

  Suddenly Shen Wanqing frowned. She remembered that today's teenager was on the night shift.

   "Zhouzhou is on the evening shift today, right?"

"Um."

   "Did Zhouzhou have dinner?" Shen Wanqing raised his eyes, his tan eyes staring at the man's expression.

  She saw the other party stunned for a moment. As expected, the other party shook her head honestly, "No."

   Suddenly, Shen Wanqing got up for a while, walked into the kitchen without saying a word and filled a bowl of porridge for the teenager.

  (End of this chapter)