Reborn into the careful liver of a paranoid boss

Chapter 888 Raid
With ease, Fu Yehan carried Su Shihan downstairs.

Pulling out the chair, Fu Yehan gently placed Su Shihan on the chair.

"What kind of porridge did you cook?" When Fu Yehan turned on the rice cooker, a strong fragrance spread out, lingering in the bright and bright living room, which also caught Su Shihan's mind slightly.

It has to be said that Fu Yehan is not only outstanding in appearance, but also decisive in killing and attacking, and his ability is superior to others. He has reached a height that no one can match.

Even his cooking skills are amazing.

His increasingly sophisticated cooking skills are different from the bad ones at the beginning.

"Seafood porridge." Fu Yehan filled a bowl of porridge for her, put it in front of her, and told her unconsciously, "Be careful of it being hot."

"It smells so good." Before drinking it, Su Shihan was already full of expectations.

Seafood porridge suits her taste.

She was happy that Fu Yehan knew her so well.

Su Shihan scooped up a small mouthful of porridge and tasted it.

Sure enough, the mouth is soft and glutinous, and the delicious taste spreads, a little hot and a little sweet.

Really delicious.

For this reason, Su Shihan couldn't help drinking a few more sips.

After half a bowl of seafood porridge entered her stomach, Su Shihan felt the warmth in her stomach, and even her whole body felt a wave of warm current.

The slight coolness at the fingertips has dissipated.

But at this moment, Su Shihan raised her head, and saw Fu Yehan who was sitting opposite her quietly looking at her, not moving a mouthful of porridge.

His eyes are as deep and deep as the sky, flickering on and off, with an incomprehensible brilliance.

"Yehan, why don't you drink?" Su Shihan asked, tilting her head slightly.

Fu Yehan remained motionless, and said flatly, "I'm not hungry."

It's not that if you're not hungry, you don't need to drink porridge. Su Shihan frowned slightly with her beautiful black eyebrows, and rolled her eyes.

Then, she dragged the chair under her body and approached Fu Yehan who was sitting up straight.

Su Shihan took a small spoon, took a mouthful of porridge, and slowly handed it to Fu Yehan's mouth: "Come on, Yehan, let me feed you."

Su Shihan raised her small face, her facial features were exquisite, her eyes were pure and bright, half smiling, half looking forward.

When Fu Yehan lowered his head, what he met unexpectedly was her burning gaze.

If you refuse, just say it.

He couldn't refuse her either.

Under Su Shihan's expectant gaze, Fu Yehan raised his eyebrows slightly, and his heart moved slightly. Then, he suddenly leaned over and approached Su Shihan directly.

He first held her wrist, and fed a spoonful of porridge from her hand directly into her mouth, then, he lowered his head slightly, and his thin crimson lips touched it.

It's not just a taste, but a storm is rolled up, and the actions are domineering and powerful.

It wasn't until Su Shihan begged for mercy that Fu Yehan finally let her go.

"Okay, why are you doing a surprise attack?" Su Shihan looked at Fu Yehan with blurred eyes, her breath was still not steady, she pressed the curtains of her eyes to hide her shyness, and asked in doubt.

Fu Yehan looked at the delicate and charming Su Shihan, his indifferent eyes gradually deepened, and the lines of the handsome facial features quietly tightened.

Fu Yehan settled his slightly disturbed mind, and his extremely hoarse voice sounded, and it landed in Su Shihan's ears, hitting Su Shihan's heart directly, causing Su Shihan's heart to thump and thump: " You said, feed me."

These short five words are obviously nothing more than normal.

But it was slowly spit out from Fu Yehan's thin lips, but it was full of warmth, palpitating charm, and indescribably ambiguous.

(End of this chapter)