Mr. Fu treats her like life

Chapter 440 Cooking Meals for His Wife
An Nuan broke free a few times to signal him to let go.

"Don't let go." Shen Jing said.

No matter how fussy she was, Fu Xiheng still closed his eyes and pretended to be nonchalant, but refused to let go.

There is a huge disparity in strength between men and women, this man is like an iron wall, An Nuan finally stopped struggling, and it was useless anyway, and beat him twice on the chest angrily.

When she goes back, she wants to see how he explains to her what happened when he fainted in Fu Zijin's room today!
Half an hour later, the car stopped in front of the hotel, and while Fu Xiheng was paying the driver, An Nuan got out of the car first.

Today, the two of them planned to watch the sunset together, which was just a few minutes' walk from the beach, so Fu Xiheng didn't call to send a driver.It is also a taxi when leaving the hospital.

Looking at the back of his wife walking forward gracefully, Fu Xiheng sighed softly with his hands on his hips, and received a call from Jicheng after walking a few steps.

Back in the room, Fu Xiheng found on the coffee table in the living room the thermos that An Nuan brought back. It was bought for him when he was in the hospital, and she brought it back.

Standing there for a few seconds, he raised his legs and walked towards the master bedroom.

The sound of rushing water came from the bathroom, Fu Xiheng's thin lips curled up slightly, thinking of her sleeping in front of the hospital bed in the hospital, guessing that she must have not eaten dinner, so he took out his mobile phone and called the hotel service desk.

Within 10 minutes, someone specially assigned to deliver fresh ingredients to the room.

Just like the first night in Seattle, you can order meals in such a high-end five-star hotel.But he wanted to cook for his wife himself, so he could be considered an apology for missing the appointment today...

Fu Xiheng came to the kitchen with a basket full of vegetables, took off his expensive wrist watch and put it on the coffee table in the living room, then returned to the kitchen.

He was wearing a clean white shirt. After placing the basket on the low cabinet by the sink, he lowered his head and unbuttoned the two cuff buttons of the shirt, and finally rolled up the cuffs of the shirt to his strong forearm.

The bright light in the kitchen shone on his handsome and quiet face. Fu Xiheng lowered his head and narrowed his eyes, his thin lips were tightly pressed, and he carefully washed the fresh eggplants and other vegetables that he had taken out.

After peeling, the eggplant was cut into neat hob pieces, and then the empty basket used for watering was found and rinsed under the tap to skillfully remove the black water.

After processing, cut the pre-washed green pepper into pieces, and cut the onion and garlic into small pieces.

Finally, put the eggplant into a frying pan poured with a little oil, let the low heat slowly stir out the water...

When An Nuan came out of the bathroom, she smelled a smell similar to minced meat and eggplant. Before she had time to dry her hair, she took a dry towel and wiped her hair while walking towards the kitchen.

At this time, Fu Xiheng had already put the sautéed eggplants out of the pan, cleaned the wok and put it on the fire again.

An Nuan stood in a daze at the door of the kitchen, watching him deftly pour oil into the pan, and waited for the oil to reach a certain temperature before the minced meat would disperse.

Then add green pepper pieces, onion and garlic and stir-fry...

When Fu Xiheng turned sideways to take the soy sauce, he found An Nuan who was in a daze at the door, his thin lips raised slightly.

After adding an appropriate amount of soy sauce, pour the stir-fried eggplant into the pot.

Add salt and a little chicken essence, stir-fry on high heat for 1-2 minutes, and finally take it out of the pan and put it on a plate.

An Nuan quietly watched his movements in one go, and the movement of wiping her hair stopped until the man who had washed his hands and dried them came to her and reached for the hair towel she was clutching.

(End of this chapter)