Boss, your mother is black again

Chapter 715 Sharing is more delicious
Fu Heng's gaze stayed on the dinner plate for a while, but he didn't respond.

Ning Zhi frowned, "Why don't you get up and eat?"

Fu Heng hesitated for a moment, and said very frankly: "Because I don't have much appetite."

To be honest, he has never eaten such a simple food. As the young master of the Fu family, his three meals a day are carefully prepared by his aunt, strictly according to the nutritional balance, and they are very delicate and delicious.

"No appetite."

Ning Zhi frowned incomprehensibly. To her, these were already very good.

Especially that bread, she can only eat it once or twice a week, because the price is much more expensive than ordinary bread.

She knew that it was not easy for her father to bring her up alone, and her father was just a teacher with limited income.

It is not easy for the father and daughter to settle down and live a relatively well-off life in this big city.

So Ning Zhi is very well-behaved and sensible, she never compares with others, even if it is something she particularly likes, she will not be greedy.

"I think these are delicious, how about you try them?"

She tries her best to amuse what she likes, but she doesn't understand why the little boy has no appetite at all?
Fu Heng hesitated for a moment, as if he was embarrassed to refute Ning Zhi's kindness, he struggled to sit up, picked up the glass of milk and took a sip.

Milk is just the most common milk, nothing special.

"Try that bread, it's delicious!" Ning Zhi's eyes lit up, "That's my favorite bread."

Fu Heng turned his eyes to look at the bread, but didn't think there was anything special about it.

However, he still picked up the bread very cooperatively, broke off a small piece and stuffed it into his mouth.

Chewing slowly, the taste is not bad, and the texture is fluffy and soft, but for Fu Heng, this is the most common taste of bread.

Compared with the bread he usually eats at home, the bread made by professional pastry chefs is a world of difference.

However, he didn't say what was in his heart, but nodded towards Ning Zhi, "Well, it tastes good."

Seeing that what she liked was also liked by others, Ning Zhi rolled her eyes and smiled.

The way she smiled was very bright and lovely, just like gardenias blooming in July.

Fu Heng was obviously taken aback for a moment, as if something ignorant was sprouting in his heart.

He lowered his head and thought for a while, then broke off two-thirds of the bread and handed it to Ning Zhi, "I'll eat it for you."

Ning Zhi was slightly taken aback, a little hesitant to catch it?
She really wanted to eat it. After all, it was a delicacy that she seldom ate once a week, but the person in front of her was a guest at home and was weak. She felt that she should give him something good.

After thinking about it, she shook her head resolutely, "I've already had dinner, and I'm not hungry."

"But, isn't this your favorite?" Fu Heng blinked his eyes, looking pure and clean, "These are for you, I drink milk and eggs are enough."

As he said that, he also rolled his eyes, "My mother said, you must know how to share."

Looking at his smiling face, Ning Zhi was stunned for a moment and hesitated for a while, but she finally took the two-thirds of the bread.

The two innocent little dolls looked at each other and smiled.

I don't know if it was because of sharing, but Fu Heng only felt that the bread in his hand seemed to become more delicious.

Ning Zhi also felt the same way, two-thirds of the bread seemed to be more delicious and satisfying than the whole bread.

(End of this chapter)