Chapter 196： At midnight, there was a woman in the room

Chapter 196 In the middle of the night, there was actually a woman in the room

"Young Master Fu, you've been in a coma for more than three years, and you've been in a coma for less than three months after waking up. This doesn't seem like your style! Confess and be lenient, have you been in a situation long ago?"

Before Fu Sinian could respond, Rong Qi denied his idea.

"Shi Qian is only a sophomore this year and is in his twenties. If the situation happened three years ago... Slot! You beasts!"

Fu Sinian frowned when he heard Rong Qi's voice.

"You investigate her?"

Rong Qi felt a chill behind him, and quickly explained: "No! I'm just concerned about why you worry about a little star yourself, so I just got to know it."

"My relationship with Shi Qian is not what you think."

Rong Qi couldn't help laughing.

He thought to himself: Fu Sinian, you just need to clarify, if I believe a punctuation mark in your words, I am an entertainment tycoon who has lived in vain for more than 20 years!

Shi Qian pushed open the door and came in. He didn't notice that Fu Sinian was talking on the phone and asked him.

"Master Fu, I made some fruit milk, would you like some?"

Rong Qi heard a woman's voice on the phone and bounced off the sofa!

woman!

The woman in Fu Sinian's room at night after eleven o'clock!

Before he could speak, there was a busy tone on the phone.

Bye!

Rong Qi was stunned.

Fu Sinian, a 10,000-year-old single dog, won't have a girlfriend, right?

Fu Sinian put down his phone, and Shi Qian noticed that he was talking on the phone.

"Sorry, didn't bother you?"

"It's fine." Fu Si Young responded in a low voice, "What did you just say?"

"Fruit milk."

"You did it?"

"Um."

"Come here."

"Okay, just a moment."

Shi Qian turned and left. After a while, he walked in with a tray containing not only two cups of milk but also four delicately decorated mousse cakes.

Four small cakes in four colors.

Mango-flavored yellow, blueberry-flavored purple, strawberry-flavored red, milky white.

put together, pleasing to the eye.

"I made these mousse cakes for my grandfather, without any additives or sugar, very healthy. Grandpa didn't finish it, and there are a few pieces left. I brought them together. If you don't like it, I will re-create it. Take it back to the refrigerator."

"Do you still have time to do this?"

"Occasionally making some desserts and going to the kitchen is also a way to decompress. I like to tinker with these."

I see.

It's not that she doesn't care about those things on the Internet, but she has diverted all her attention.

Fu Sinian suddenly had a feeling.

Even if there is a dark cloud above her own head, or even a violent storm, she can still live like a sun, bright and sunny.

He took the initiative to pick up a strawberry-flavored cake.

Shi Qian was a little surprised.

When he went to see her mother with her that day, wasn't he picky about not eating strawberries?

"This is strawberry flavor." Shi Qian wanted to remind.

Who knows, Fu Sinian has already swallowed it.

The texture of this cake is the same as ice cream, soft and smooth, with a fruity aroma, and there is not much food that can make him feel this satisfied.

Shi Qian stared at him nervously.

He won't taste strawberry, just spit it out?

Fu Sinian didn't mean to vomit at all, instead he tasted it carefully.

Shi Qian was a little stunned.

Fu Sinian picked up another piece of mango mousse and ate it in one bite. The different taste stimulated his taste buds.

Shi Qian was holding the milk, and a question arose in his heart.

How do you feel that Fu Sinian eats cake as if he has never eaten cake?