How can the president be fierce

Chapter 1301 Little Pudding, Husband Called You Home 18 What?Can't bear it?
Shen Yushen helped her pull up the seat very gentlemanly, and motioned her to come over: "What are you doing in a daze? Food won't go into your mouth by itself."

Pudding blinked his eyes, a little confused: "Can I eat it?"

"of course."

why?
She didn't seem to have any place worthy of him wasting so much food and entertainment.

Could it be that he fell in love with her?

You won't have to be his girlfriend after eating his meal, right?

Hey, forget it, if you have a girlfriend or not, let's put it later, let's eat first.

During that 1 minute, Shen Yushen just watched her face as small as a palm flash with disbelief, doubt, suspicion, and finally death...

In the end, he even clenched his small fists quite tragically, sat down on his buttocks, and stretched out his hand to grab a roasted duck leg on the plate.

After taking a bite, I immediately narrowed my eyes enjoying it, and it was that beautiful crescent shape again.

Shen Yushen never knew that just watching other people eat was a kind of enjoyment.

Those noble and arrogant wealthy daughters have always had a very negative attitude towards things. In order to maintain a good figure, some only barely eat two bites, and some simply drink something. Even the maids of Mu Zhai never lack Food and clothing.

Why did she come here, as if she hadn't had enough food for 800 years?
"It smells so good, this is delicious."

"Well, this one is delicious too."

"This bread is so soft and delicious..."

Shen Yushen was sitting beside her, resting his chin with one hand, watching her two little cheeks bulge like a little squirrel.

He put his forehead on one hand, tilted his head and looked at the unscab wound on her neck: "Doesn't it hurt? It hurts so deep."

She said vaguely: "It hurts."

"Why don't you say it hurts?"

Pudding glanced at him inexplicably: "Isn't it hurting after you say it?"

"..." A rhetorical question made him speechless.

The butler hurried over: "Master, Mr. Prime Minister is here."

Shen Yushen raised his eyebrows and glanced at the time, it was 5 o'clock in the morning.

Why did he suddenly come here at this time?
Just as this thought flashed through his mind, that slender figure also appeared in front of his eyes. He was wearing a handmade suit that was sewn by top Italian designers for a month.

The pudding was still stuffed with meat, and seeing him coming, he hiccupped violently in shock.

The man's emotionally difficult gaze swept over her lightly, and landed on her little face with intertwined scars. It was clear that some dark emotions flashed past.

After a pause, he said, "Still coming?"

She looked at him carefully, carefully took the duck leg that had only been eaten a few bites into her hands, and then got up and went over.

Shen Yushen raised his eyebrows in surprise.

I thought he was here to complain to his sister, but it seems...

It's just a little maid. It is said that she was sold into Mu's house by her parents. She was beaten and scolded in Mu's house because she couldn't eat enough and sleep well. How could it be worthwhile for him, the prime minister of the cabinet, to come to ask for someone in person?

"Why? Can't bear it?" He laughed, half true and half false.

Mu Bufan's whole temperament is feminine, and when he stares at someone without speaking, it always makes people feel a little shuddering.

Having been friends for many years, Shen Yushen naturally understood what his eyes and movements represented.

This is... angry?

　Yesterday I forgot to wish the babies a happy Mid-Autumn Festival. If I make up now, can you not be so angry... ┭┮﹏┭┮Happy Holidays babies, I love you so much~~
　　
　
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