Plundering love: Mu Shao, please respect yourself

Chapter 838 Sour!!
"What good news?" Bai Chenfeng's eyes lit up.

"An Ran is about to wake up." Mu Chenmo said in a low voice.

Bai Chenfeng froze for a moment, then smiled, "That's great."

When he said this, he was really happy, but he felt a little pantothenic in his heart.

Because once An Ran wakes up, it proves that he is going back to Italy, will follow Bai Yehan, and even undergo some closed training.

Last time, he agreed to Bai Yehan's request, which meant that he had to take over the Bai family, unless Bai Yehan or Bai Yixuan had a son, and they were willing to let their son take over.

Although he didn't quite understand Bai Yehan's selfishness, he kept many things hidden in his heart.

He was nearly four and a half years old, and he was trained very early to understand the ways of the world.

In the cabin, everything was quiet.

Qin Che put An An on the seat beside her, fastened her seat belt, and then looked away.

On the contrary, Bai Chenfeng leaned quietly in Mu Chenmo's arms this time.

In the villa, even though it was dinner time, Fu Sisi still didn't want to move.

But today Bai Yixuan didn't come to the house, but returned to his old house in the north of the city.

"Young Madam, dinner is ready, you go slowly."

The servant knocked on the door, then walked in, put the dinner on the coffee table, and spoke respectfully.

Fu Sisi responded lightly, and slowly got up from the bed.

While the pain in her whole body made her want to go crazy, she uttered two words in her heart: sour!
Yes, sour!
What's more sore than being run over by a car and then being unable to get out of bed all day?
She hooked her lips, walked slender legs, and staggered towards Tsarist Russia.

The servant on the side looked at her actions and wanted to step up to help her, but she waved her hand to signal the servant to leave her alone.

The corner of the servant's mouth twitched, thinking, how intense this must be.

Fu Sisi looked at the dinner on the table, fried corn with shrimps, beef brisket with tomato, and crucian carp soup.

For some reason, she suddenly felt particularly loss of appetite.

Although the dishes are good and can be said to be a great tonic, but...she feels nauseous.

Why no flaming chili oil?Why don't you have your favorite spicy chicken?In fact, what she wants to eat the most is stir-fried vermicelli with crab roe!!
However, crab is something she can't eat.

Seeing Fu Sisi's expression of unwillingness to eat, the servant asked suspiciously: "Young Madam, why don't you eat it? Is it because the food is not good?"

"I just have no appetite." Fu Sisi shook her head, "I want to eat charcoal-grilled fish, sweet and sour pork ribs, and Pipi shrimp!"

When the servant heard this, the corner of her mouth twitched violently. It was already past 7 o'clock in the evening, and she wanted to eat charcoal grilled fish, sweet and sour pork ribs and Pipi shrimp.

Going to the supermarket at this time, there are no fresh ingredients, maybe they are not sold, okay?

The next second, I heard her say, "I still want hot pot."

maid:……

Although he felt very helpless, the servant still said in a good voice: "Young Madam, why don't you just eat two bites, and I will make bird's nest porridge for you later, and I will cook what you like at noon tomorrow."

Fu Sisi curled her lips, looked at the 40-year-old servant in front of her, and asked unconsciously, "Are you in charge of the kitchen?"

"Well, yes." The servant nodded, but did not report your own name.

"Last name?"

"My surname is Zhang." The servant replied quickly.

"Then I'll call you Mama Zhang, so I don't know how to call someone." Fu Sisi said to herself, looking out the window.

(End of this chapter)