The rich and powerful: the devil's president haunts

Chapter 797 Will not easily sell him face ([-])

Faced with Lu Qiancheng's sudden move, Yiran really didn't know what to say.

This time he didn't come out to stop him, he just turned his head away silently, his little face flushed with shame for them.

Probably after a long time, Lu Qiancheng felt that the person in his arms was fascinated by his kisses, and he himself was a little out of control. Then he let go of her. If it continues, it will be inevitable later. Will not desire - burn - body.

"It's over?" Yiran secretly turned her head and glanced at them.

Yan Nuo really wanted to find a hole in the ground and drill down.

Lu Qiancheng didn't speak, picked up Yan Nuo, and walked to the room.

"You...what else do you want to do?" Yan Nuo panicked.

"You're already sick like this, I'm not going to be mad, let's be a beast." There was a self-deprecating smile on the corner of his mouth, and Yan Nuo lowered his head in shame again.

"You rest for a while, I'll get you and your son something to eat."

"Oh, there are a few restaurants downstairs, and the taste is not bad..."

"Did I say, are you going to buy it outside?" Someone raised his eyebrows, with a relaxed expression, "I want to do it myself."

do it yourself?
Yan Nuo couldn't close his mouth in surprise.

"If you think that there is no meal that suits your taste downstairs in my apartment, then I will prepare it for you."

Lu Qiancheng's taste is extremely tricky, but if he does it himself, why would he think it's unreliable? Didn't he ask him to chop a chili last time?As a result, he cut his own finger.

"Just lie on the bed with peace of mind, I'll be there soon." Without waiting for Yan Nuo's answer, he turned and walked out, out of the kitchen.

Lu Qiancheng stayed in the kitchen, which seemed a little small to him, and groped carefully.

What should I feed her?

Indeed, he basically can't do anything.

After thinking about it, he took out his mobile phone, checked it online, and finally made a decision.

Yan Nuo was lying on the bed, not feeling sleepy at all, she was a little worried whether Lu Qiancheng would burn the kitchen down.

As for cooking, he and himself are in the same boat.

Yan Nuo stared for a long time before hearing Yiran shouting outside, "Mommy, it's time to eat."

When Yan Nuo saw Lu Qiancheng's 'masterpiece' on the dining table, he was still slightly surprised.

"Why, not satisfied?" Lu Qiancheng gave her a warning look, Yan Nuo looked at the bowl of rice porridge on the table, and then at Lu Qiancheng's warning eyes, how could she say she was not satisfied?

"I checked on the Internet. If you have a cold, you must eat something lighter. What I cook is the most suitable."

It seems that someone really doesn't know what a face is.

Both Yan Nuo and Yiran obediently sat down at the table. Yan Nuo gently sniffed the food in the bowl with the tip of her nose, and a sweet smell came to her nose. Well, I didn't expect Lu Qiancheng to be good at cooking porridge. It's not bad, to be honest, it seems to be better than what she made herself.

Yan Nuo scooped up a small spoonful, put it near his mouth and blew it gently, and then put it into his own mouth.

The taste of white rice porridge is glutinous, sweet and delicious.

"Yiran, try it quickly, this white rice porridge is really delicious." Yan Nuo praised Lu Qiancheng's cooking skills without hesitation.

Yiran dubiously gave a spoonful of rice porridge and put it in his mouth.

"so so."

"..."

Obviously, Yiran would not easily sell face to Lu Qiancheng.

(End of this chapter)