After hugging the thigh of the blackened boss

Chapter 127 What is it like?
The moment Fu Mingchen got up to leave, Lin Chenghe couldn't help but feel empty for a moment, but before she could figure out where her emotions came from, she heard the boss ask, "What do you want for dinner?"

"Boiled fish! Boiled shrimp! And..."

It's like he's a chef.

Fu Mingchen looked helpless, but still asked someone to bring the relevant ingredients.

Jiangcheng Taihe's property management is one-on-one and meticulous. Naturally, there is an exclusive butler for each resident. As long as you send a message, no matter what kind of request it is, it will be satisfied immediately.

Lin Chenghe tried to help in the kitchen, but because Fu Mingchen disliked him for being clumsy, he was quickly kicked out by him.

It's not that Lin Chenghe doesn't know how to cook, it's just that her level is so-so, and she doesn't have any intention to study cooking skills. What she cooked in the trough state in her previous life is to maintain the quality of not dying.

She didn't feel that she was doing a disservice, but Fu Mingchen obviously had no intention of letting her stay in the kitchen.

Without going to fight, Lin Chenghe could only guard at the door of the kitchen. There are two kitchens in this apartment, both Chinese and Western styles are available, and no matter what kind of cooking requirements are met, it is enough.

Lin Chenghe has a typical oriental stomach, so he doesn't bother to eat western food, except for occasional appointments with friends.

"Professor Fu, when did you learn to cook?"

Taking this opportunity to inquire more about his past events, there are too few stories that have been circulated, and Lin Chenghe has no place to inquire if he wants to know.

"Teens."

Fu Mingchen was wearing soft home clothes with sleeves rolled up to his elbows, revealing his firm and smooth texture, and even the action of peeling a garlic was pleasing to the eye.

He has always done things in an orderly manner, focusing on the preparation of materials, and the peace in his eyes has the ability to suck people's souls in.

The more Lin Chenghe looked at it, the more he felt that if anyone could marry him in the future, they would probably have to reap the blessings of several lifetimes.

Especially how cold and sharp this person is to the outside world, but as long as he shows such gentleness as now...it's fine for people to sacrifice everything for him.

"Why don't you keep asking."

Fu Mingchen's abrupt reminder made Lin Chenghe wake up from his messy brain, blushing, and lost the confidence to ask.

"I don't know what else to ask, if you are willing to say it, tell me yourself."

While he didn't turn around to look at her, Lin Chenghe quickly rubbed her cheeks with her hands, trying to cool down the temperature of her skin.

"Back then cooking was to survive."

Fu Mingchen opened his mouth lightly, unable to hear any emotional fluctuations: "I've been doing it for many years, and I'm used to it."

He will do everything to the extreme, even such a thing in a daily state.

It's just that there are only a handful of people who can taste his cooking skills. Except for a few friends around him, the treatment Lin Chenghe received is unprecedented.

"Before returning to Fu's house..."

Lin Chenghe wanted to ask, but he was afraid to ask, afraid that he would not answer him, and also afraid of uncovering his past scars.

Fu Mingchen's experience before returning to the Fu family must not be considered a good journey. After he returns, he will always hold grudges against the Fu family.

Until he grasped all the power in his hands, and then turned the Fu family upside down.

There must be resentment and hatred in his heart.

Lin Chenghe heard some stories about him before he came back in the past, knowing how hard he grew up in the bottom world and how hard he had suffered due to various suppressions, but no one mentioned the details.

In the past, no one bothered to mention it, and then no one dared to mention it again.

"Professor Fu, remember to make the boiled fish spicy!!"

Lin Chenghe hurriedly changed the subject, fearing that if she continued to talk like that, it would make the atmosphere worse and make him unhappy.

When you want to say something, you will naturally say it, and to mention it when you don't want to say it is a kind of harm to the person concerned.

Lin Chenghe is not the one when he was 18 years old, he knows how to measure.

It's also thanks to the fact that she is not 18 now, otherwise appearing in front of Fu Mingchen would only disgust him...

"Eat too spicy, not afraid of stomach pain?"

"Not afraid."

Lin Chenghe showed off: "My body is very good!"

However, it quickly overturned.

In fact, Fu Mingchen's boiled fish wasn't made too spicy, obviously he didn't take her words seriously, but it was just ordinary spicy, and Lin Chenghe began to feel uncomfortable after eating it.

In fact, it has nothing to do with Fu Mingchen's boiled fish, it's just because she has not been eating regularly recently, and she is greedy for cold in the afternoon, so she ate a whole two ice creams.

It's normal to feel uncomfortable eating something that irritates the stomach in such a cold day, and it's purely self-defeating.

"I don't have stomach medicine at home. What should I take at this time? You can prescribe some medicine for her according to the situation. Do you need to send her to the hospital? She looks very bad..."

Wen Nanqian heard Fu Mingchen's machine gun-like question on the other end of the phone, and quickly stopped him: "Calm down and speak slowly."

Fu Mingchen frowned: "I'm not not calm."

Just seeing Lin Chenghe curled up on the bed with sweat on his forehead made me feel a little distressed.

And she still forced a silly smile: "Professor Fu, I really don't have any serious problems, just bear with it and let it pass."

"To shut up."

Fu Mingchen spoke harshly to her in a rare way, the darkness in his eyes seemed to be brewing a storm, making it hard to breathe.

Lin Chenghe didn't dare to talk nonsense any more, she closed her eyes, but she really didn't have much strength.

Stomach pain is a bad taste, and she's tried it before.

After Wen Nanqian asked about Lin Chenghe's condition, he said, "I'll have someone deliver the medicine first, and observe the situation after taking it. If her condition doesn't recover tonight, I'll send her to the hospital tomorrow morning."

"Well - when your people come over, why don't I send someone to pick it up."

"Send someone over, is it fast? Don't worry, there will be no delay, and it will be delivered within 10 minutes."

It was rare for Wen Nanqian to explain so much, because this person's tone was very different from usual.

Apparently there was no calm left.

Fu Mingchen hung up the phone, his brows still frowning.

Lin Chenghe secretly opened his eyes and took a look, feeling that the wrinkles between Fu Mingchen's eyebrows could kill mosquitoes.

"Professor Fu... Go and do your own business first. You don't have to stay here to guard me all the time. I'm fine."

It's just that there is always a dull pain in the stomach and intestines. I will definitely not die, but it is very uncomfortable.

"Don't talk nonsense."

Fu Mingchen looked at her: "Drink water?"

Lin Chenghe shook his head.

"You also said that you are in good health. You just had a bad cold last time, and today you have a stomachache. After you recover, go and have a thorough physical examination. I want to see how your body is doing."

Fu Mingchen ordered coldly.

"Huh? I don't want a physical examination..."

She was a little scared to draw blood for the physical examination.

Of course, Lin Chenghe thought that there was nothing wrong with her, at least until she lived to 25.

"I let you go."

The tone of refusal.

Lin Chenghe asked with a smile: "Professor Fu, do you know what you look like now?"

(End of this chapter)