Chapter 32 The Little Wife of the Violent CEO (32)
Fu Shiyan was still very angry. He took the woman's wrist to the living room, put her on the sofa, and said in a stern tone: "Sit down!"
After saying that, he went to get the medical kit and came to Ruan An. He squatted down, took her hand and carefully placed it on his leg. He took out a cotton swab soaked in alcohol and gently wiped her wound.
"Little fox, take care of yourself, okay?" Fu Shiyan looked up at the apologetic woman, and said helplessly again: "You don't need to make soup for me, you just need to stay healthy by my side, and be obedient.
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Ruan Ansheng was moved and nodded, "Yes, but you must eat all the soup I made this time without missing a drop."
After re-bandaging her hands, Fu Shiyan looked at her and stretched out his hand to scratch her nose, and said softly, "Okay, I must eat all the soup that the little fox made for me."
Ruan An was a little embarrassed, but at this time she was concerned about the soup being cooked in the kitchen and was worried that it would burn. She quickly urged Fu Shiyan: "Then get up quickly, I want to go and see my soup!"
"Let's go, I'll go with you." Fu Shiyan carefully took the woman's hand and stood up.
The two came to the kitchen together, and Ruan An quickly let go of his hand and ran to look at his pot.
"It's already cooked." Fu Shiyan reminded, standing behind her.
Ruan An tilted his head, "Really?"
As he said that, he took a chopstick from the side and poked it. When he saw that the meat was really cooked, he turned off the heat.
"Okay, hurry up and put the soup out of the pot!" Ruan An turned around and looked at Fu Shiyan.
Fu Shiyan took a small bowl, stepped forward, picked up the kitchen utensils and stirred the pot. When he saw the ingredients inside, he paused slightly and looked at a guilty woman with a complicated expression.
He put down the things in his hands, put his arms around her waist, reached out to lift her chin and kissed her.
"Soup... drink soup..." Ruan An reminded.
Fu Shiyan pulled away from her lips and half-smiled, "Are you sure you want me to drink it all?"
Ruan An nodded firmly, "Yes, you must drink it all, you promised me!"
Fu Shiyan looked at the two pots with a helpless expression on his face. What had he done to make his woman think he was not good enough to cook two large pots of Shiquan Dabu Decoction.
If he drank it all, he would probably...
Seeing that he didn't move for a long time, Ruan An was a little angry and urged: "Go quickly!"
His illness will be cured by drinking it!
She put a lot of ingredients into his body, and the ingredients in it were all real, not fake at all.
Fu Shiyan was a little embarrassed. He knew his body very well. If he really drank it all, his life would be in danger.
In order to dispel the little fox's thoughts, Fu Shiyan didn't give her a chance to resist, leaned over, kissed her lips, and pressed her against the cooking table.
"Well..." Ruan An was a little confused by this sudden kiss.
In order to take care of the woman, Fu Shiyan picked her up and placed her on the cooking table. He squeezed between her legs, held her head, and kissed her passionately.
Under his plundering offensive, Ruan An gradually forgot to supervise him to drink soup, his head became a little dizzy, his body gradually became weak, and he was forced to lean on the man's chest.
The smell in the kitchen became very warm and urgent.
Ruan An simply followed his instinct and kept provoking him, wrapping his arms around his neck and bringing himself closer to him.
Fu Shiyan couldn't help but curse in a low voice.
Ruan An clearly felt the changes in the man's body. Just when he thought she could eat meat this time, the man suddenly stopped.
Ruan An stared at Fu Shiyan in confusion, then curled his lips and shed tears, "You... you really can't do it!"
After hearing the woman's accusation against him, Fu Shiyan's forehead veins were exposed and he said hoarsely: "Ruan An, I can't do it!"
As he spoke, he moved his body closer to her.
Feeling the touch, Ruan An froze and blushed slightly, "Then why don't you..."
"I'm not a beast enough to touch you when you're injured." Fu Shiyan sighed softly, pressed their foreheads together, and said hoarsely: "Little fox, don't let me drink it, okay?"
He was afraid that he would really be unable to control himself after drinking. What if he hurt her?
Ruan An didn't expect that he would still do it for this reason, but Ruan An was not angry, but very happy.
He cares about her!
So even if there is no impact, I don't want to take any risks, for fear of getting hurt again.
"Okay! I won't drink it." Ruan An nodded, but he was a little reluctant to give up. After all, he cooked it with his own hands. It would be so distressing to throw it all away. He said in a bleak tone: "What should I do with that soup? Throw it out."
Somewhat reluctant to give up."
Fu Shiyan let go of Ruan An, touched her head, and said in a low voice: "Don't worry, it won't be wasted."
Then he took out his cell phone from his pocket, sent a message and put it back in his pocket, "Just wait, someone will solve your soup."
But it is cheaper for them.
You can actually taste the love soup that the little fox made for you.
When he thought of this, Fu Shiyan was a little unhappy. He hugged Ruan An and said in a low voice: "When your hands are ready, I want to eat the food you cooked by yourself, little fox."
Ruan An smiled and narrowed his eyes, kissed him quickly on the lips, and agreed: "Okay."
Fu Shiyan touched her head and said, "Let's go and clean up. They are probably arriving soon."
"?" Ruan An was a little confused, tilted his head and asked, "Who is coming?"
Fu Shiyan chuckled lightly, "I called Jiang Zichu and the others so that your soup would not be wasted. But it was just an advantage for them because they could drink the soup you made by yourself."
Ruan An suddenly felt that Jiang Zichu and the others were miserable, and wondered how they would react if they drank it.
Really been waiting!
It's a good time to test the effectiveness of the soup you made.
If the effect is not good, then she will stop cooking it next time and look for other methods.
Jiang Zichu and the three of them were still staying in Qingyufang at this time. After receiving Fu Shiyan's text message, they immediately packed up and drove over.
Gu Xingzhou and the others were still very happy at this time, and subconsciously felt that this was Brother Yan's care because he was worried that they were too tired.
But it’s not surprising that they wanted to give up, because the text message Fu Shiyan sent them said, “Come to my house, I’ve specially prepared food for you.”
Look, look.
‘Food’, how can the food prepared by their brother Yan be ordinary? They are all top-notch, top-quality goods!
Look at the word ‘special’ again, isn’t it obvious that it was specially prepared for them?
This is the first time in so many years!
The three of them were so excited in the car that they drove faster than usual.
When they arrived at the villa, they looked at the two large bowls of soup placed in front of the three of them, then looked at the woman who was suppressing a smile next to Brother Yan, and then looked back at their stupid selves.
I wish I could go back in time so that they would ignore this text message and pretend they didn't see it.
The three of them looked at the soup, as if they were trying to figure out whether it was a good ingredient.
But they don’t look like people who want to take a lot of supplements!