The little work of the star boss is delicate and sweet

Chapter 102 I Love You

During the period when An Tian was raising her legs, she never dared to mention the matter of taking a bath casually.

It's not that I'm afraid of a man approaching, but the main reason is that I'm afraid that a man can't control me, so I think I will be disabled for a few more days.

Fortunately, Feng Xingyu didn't do anything else, but took care of her daily life seriously.

She found that the man who knew nothing before now actually knows a lot of dishes.

Cooking porridge is even more delicious.

An Tian looked at him curiously while eating: "How do you have time to learn these things?"

She used to see Feng Xingyu's messages often. He was either fighting or on the way to fighting, was injured or was on the battlefield where he would be injured.

It feels like there is no free time at all, so she can't think of when men learned these things.

Feng Xingyu looked at the porridge in front of him indifferently: "I just watched how you made it before, and made it slowly, it's very simple."

Although he said so, in fact, the process was not simple at all.

He watched An Tian do it before, but he didn't deliberately learn it, so he didn't remember many details.

During the time when he lost An Tian, ​​he trained like crazy during the day without stopping, and whenever he couldn't sleep at night, he started to figure out the meals An Tian made.

Because of the excessive missing, he wanted to try An Tian's cooking, but it was so easy.

For countless nights, he was clumsily chopping vegetables in an apron and throwing them into the pot in a hurry.

His finger, which had been cut countless times by a knife, didn't hurt at all.

He was scalded countless times by the oil splashed from the pan, and he didn't feel any pain.

But when he tasted the porridge that was close to An Tian's own cooking, his tears fell uncontrollably.

It hurts so badly.

Tasting that taste one bite at a time, recalling the smiling face the little girl once gave him.

He couldn't swallow because of the pain.

The tears that dripped into the bowl seemed to be his only vulnerability, and it only belonged to An Tian.

When he walked out the next day, he was still the aloof Star God, the God of War that everyone feared.

It's just that he will never tell An Tian about these things, and An Tian will never know.

After eating delicious food, An Tian kept praising him: "It's really amazing. This porridge is our most classic thing. I want to cry when I eat it."

"That can't be done. If you cry, I won't make it for you in the future." The man squeezed An Tian's puffed cheeks threateningly.

Not cute.

An Tian stared at him: "Despotism, hmph, I will do it if you don't, so I don't need you."

"It's been a long time since I ate anything you made. I'm hungry." Feng Xingyu ate the last mouthful of porridge, looking at her with half a smile.

Seeing this look, An Tian felt a little apprehensive, shrank her neck in a cowardly way: "If you like it, I can make it for you to eat at night."

"Really?"

Unexpectedly, the man would be so excited, looking at him with bright eyes, An Tian smiled and nodded: "Of course, why should I lie to you?" Isn't it just a meal.

She thought amusedly in her heart, this man is really easy to satisfy.

In the afternoon, Feng Xingyu took An Tian to the supermarket to do some shopping.

The super luxurious supermarket has become normal in An Tian's eyes now, and she will no longer make a fuss about it.

Memory Feng Xingyu didn't take the initiative to take the things that Feng Xingyu liked to eat.

She was afraid that his taste had changed over the years...

Feng Xingyu felt a little distressed when he saw her cautiously.

It turned out that the little girl remembered her own preferences and looked at those things with her eyes, but none of them reached out to take them back.

Is it because you are afraid that you don't like it?

He wasn't picky about what he ate, but he took everything the little girl could see.

Even for such a trivial matter, he still wanted to make the little girl feel insecure.

He didn't want to see her cautious eyes, even if it was just such an insignificant matter as choosing food.

An Tian didn't notice his thoughts at all.

She was just silently happy when she saw the man taking those things in her memory.

It turns out that men's tastes haven't changed at all in these years, and it turns out that I still know him so well.

very nice.

"What's silly?" Feng Xingyu asked intentionally.

An Tian was sitting in the shopping cart, holding a piece of bread, smiling at him and shaking her head: "No, I'm just happy to see the delicious food."

"Then have a great time, let's choose slowly." He also smiled, with a bright face.

"You must not smile at other girls." An Tian said while picking up a bag of candy to look at.

Feng Xingyu looked down at her: "Why?"

"I told you before, you can only smile at me, because..." An Tian waved at him in a mysterious manner.

The man bent down and lowered his head to get closer. An Tian put her arms around his shoulders and mischievously kissed his lips lightly: "Because they will be fascinated by you, but you can only fascinate me."

"Tangtang has really grown up and can talk about love." Feng Xingyu looked at her ruddy lips and wanted to take another bite.

An Tian let him go and sat down: "I'll always be okay, but you didn't need to listen to me to like me before."

"Then you can only tell me alone, do you hear me?" the man said in a slightly threatening tone.

"That... depends on your performance."

After bringing the ingredients home, An Tian sat on the side and instructed Feng Xingyu to cook and put in the seasonings, only to realize that men actually don't know how to cook.

But how did she make the food she ate these days?
Those things that are very close to her taste and have the same content...

"How long did it take you to learn those dishes?" An Tian couldn't help asking.

Feng Xingyu turned his head and glanced at her, but said nothing: "That's a secret."

An Tian couldn't help but hugged his waist, buried her head and rubbed against him: "I love you..."

(End of this chapter)