Fu Jinqiao was sitting in a wheelchair, leaning on the edge of the hospital bed with his elbows, resting his chin in his hands and looking intently at the handsome man sleeping with his eyes closed.
Seeing that it was dinner time, Xu Shuo asked, "Miss Fu, I'm going to buy some food. Do you have any taboos?"
Fu Jinqiao didn't give him an extra glance, "No, no, anything is fine. Go quickly, I'll guard Movie Emperor Mu here."
Xu Shuo looked at the girl's infatuated look and twitched the corner of his mouth. He was a little worried that after he left, his movie star would be brutally murdered.
Seeing that he was still not leaving, Fu Jinqiao looked at him sideways and said, "Don't worry, I will never let others take advantage of Best Actor Mu."
Xu Shuohehe, I thought to myself that I am just afraid that you will take advantage of others.
He nodded and left the ward.
Fu Jinqiao looked back at the small window on the door of the ward, and she was ecstatic when she saw that no one had come back for a long time.
She moved closer to Mu Qianfan, her fingertips rested on his smooth forehead, then on his beautiful eyebrows and then on the high bridge of his nose, and finally her eyes were locked on the man's bloodless but perfect thin lips.
She swallowed, her heart beating faster.
"Can I discuss something with you?"
"I have an idea about that, you can see if it works."
She cleared her throat, "I have always thought that my first kiss should be given to the person I love the most, otherwise I will have regrets. Then from birth to now, apart from my dad and my brother-in-law, I have loved you the most.
So, look, can you agree to let me give you a kiss?"
Fu Jinqiao pursed her lips, "If you don't say anything, I'll take it as your consent. Although what I'm doing now is no different than an old pervert, I still want to do it."
She took a deep breath, stood up, pouted and leaned over to touch the man's lips like a dragonfly.
Fu Jinqiao sat back in the wheelchair and quickly looked back at the small window, fearing that others would discover the dirty things he had done.
But fortunately, no one else knows except herself.
She covered her face with her hands in joy, "Oh my god! It's so exciting!"
What she didn't know was that the man's eyes twitched slightly.
After Fu Jinqiao had eaten in the hospital, she was taken back to the hotel by Han Yang. She went to An Yan's room and knocked on the door.
Soon, the door was opened.
"An Yan, I'm so happy today!"
"The joy of surviving the disaster?" An Yan asked.
Fu Jinqiao blinked, "Are you feeling unwell? Do you have a cold? Your throat is hoarse."
An Yan laughed awkwardly, "Maybe, just drink some hot water."
"I just came to see you. Let's go back with Movie Emperor Mu, otherwise he will be lonely here alone."
An Yan said lightly, "Brother Mu saved me, I really shouldn't have left early."
"Then he will be hospitalized for a few days. How about we go shopping here tomorrow?"
"That foot of yours?"
"It's okay, I'll be almost fine tomorrow." Fu Jinqiao was in high spirits, "Then I'll go back and take a shower first. Good night, An Yan!"
An Yan sent the person out, breathed a long sigh of relief, closed the door, and the man came to pester her.
"I'm a little hungry, what should I do?"
An Yan turned around and said, "Shall we go out to eat now?"
"But I want to eat the Yangchun noodles you made."
"There is no kitchen in the room, so we can't cook."
Fu Shiyan curled his lips, "There is a way."
The two changed into casual clothes, put on caps and masks and went to the kitchen on the first floor of the hotel.
It's almost ten o'clock now, and the chef has already left work.
An Yan asked quietly, "If we didn't say hello in advance, would we be arrested?"
"You dare to hook up with me, but you're still afraid of being caught?"
"No, once we are caught, our relationship will be exposed." An Yan gave him a look.
Fu Shiyan smiled, "It doesn't matter, just expose it."
"Once exposed, the status quo will be shattered, and I don't want anyone to disturb us."
"Okay, it's up to you, just let me be invisible to others."
An Yan pursed her lips and smiled, "It's best if you don't see anyone, just let me see it alone."
He took her hand into the kitchen and said, "Let's see what ingredients are here."
An Yan opened the refrigerator, "There are broccoli, lettuce, cabbage, and mushrooms. There is no thin noodles, only udon noodles and spaghetti."
Fu Shiyan shrugged, "That doesn't matter, as long as you do it."
An Yan chose pasta and mushrooms, and took out shrimps from the freezer, "Let me make you some An's pasta."
Fu Shiyan smiled and said yes. He washed the mushrooms, soaked the shrimps, and boiled a pot of water.
He stood behind An Yan and hugged her waist, watching her put the mushrooms into the boiling water, and then An Yan diced the shrimps.
After cooking the mushrooms, remove and dice them.
She chopped onions and garlic and sauteed until fragrant, put mushrooms and shrimps into a pan and stir-fried, then added soy sauce, oyster sauce, and a small amount of water to simmer.
Fu Shiyan smelled it and said, "It smells really good."
"That's for sure. The ingredients here are fresh and the seasonings are very flavorful. The aroma is inevitable."
He kissed the girl's heart and said, "I'm talking about you."
An Yan pursed her lips and smiled, "You are so good at talking every day, have you eaten all the honey?"
Fu Shiyan pulled her face and kissed her gently, "Try to see if it's sweet or not."
"It's okay." Seeing the man's eyes darken, An Yan quickly pushed him away, "It's already so sweet. If it gets any sweeter, you'll get diabetes."
Fu Shiyan stood aside with a smile and watched the girl cooking noodles for her.
Soon, the pasta was taken out and placed on a plate, and An Yan poured the marinade on the noodles.
She found a pair of disposable chopsticks and handed them to Fu Shiyan, "Have a try."
Fu Shiyan had eaten too many delicacies, but none of them were as good as An Yan's cooking. No matter what she cooked, everything was delicious.
He understood that what he was eating was not just a delicious meal, but a kind of happiness, and he wanted to hold on to this happiness firmly.
"It's delicious. You should eat it too." Fu Shiyan found another pair of chopsticks and gave them to An Yan.
The two of them ate together and ended up eating the same noodle.
An Yan looked at the noodles Fu Shiyan kept swallowing and couldn't help but laugh. She understood the man's intentions very well.
Just when the two people's noses touched, An Yan quickly bit off the noodles, and the remaining noodles stuck to the man's handsome chin.
An Yan swallowed the noodles and laughed, "But you look quite handsome now that you have a beard."
Fu Shiyan stuck out the tip of his tongue and put the noodles into his mouth, chewing them carefully, his eyes drawn, as if what he was eating was not the noodles, but her.
At this time, there were footsteps outside the door.
An Yan grabbed Fu Shiyan and quickly squatted down against the countertop, raising her fingers to her lips, "We'll sneak out while people are coming in later."
Fu Shiyan nodded.
The visitor was the chef, and he left his house keys in the kitchen.
When he saw a plate of pasta on the counter, his first thought was that a thief had entered the place, and he quickly checked it.
It's just that the cat is not as smart as the mouse, and even after walking around, he didn't notice that the two little mice had already escaped.
The two returned to the guest room and laughed loudly.
An Yan asked, "Are you full?"
"It's just a little bit different, why don't we go back and make another one?"
An Yan shook her head, "Now they definitely want to settle a score with us. Why don't they go back? That's right!"
She called Bi Chong and asked him to hack into the hotel and deal with the video of her and Fu Shiyan appearing in the kitchen.
Fu Shiyan suddenly remembered the day when he asked Bichong to ask her to find Anyan. Bichong said that Anyan's mobile phone was encrypted. Unless she could decrypt it herself, no one could decipher it, not even hackers.