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Surprised by the strength of his wrist, Mu Qing Huan turned her head in shock.

"I don't know when I ran into her, but I didn't hug her." As if suddenly enlightened, Feng Cheng lowered his head and took a whiff, and also smelt an uncomfortable fragrance.

This Feng Xiao Er was no longer the little chauffeur in her eyes. He had enough strength to cancel Yan Nai Er's endorsement campaign!

"Want to try?" Mu Qing Huan didn't reveal any of her thoughts, and instead asked a question in reply. She didn't want to be completely eaten by Feng Cheng, even if it meant … If you like someone, you have to have your own thoughts, don't you?

"Who gave you the guts to provoke me?" He had never met a person who dared to challenge him again and again, not to mention a woman, his Mrs. Feng.

"This young master's temper, he really wants to change it!" If he was not handsome, had some money, was tall, and had to buy a phone for her, Feng Xiao Er really didn't have any good points!

"Mu Qing Huan, I hate you smiling at other men!" Feng Cheng pressed his hand on Mu Qing Huan's shoulder, "Do you know how many men you have to coax to enter that circle?"

After pausing for a while, Feng Cheng harrumphed, "When you step onto the path, I'll kill you!"

"Think about it carefully. If you don't, you're not allowed to eat!" With that, Feng Cheng walked into the living room, leaving Mu Qing Huan in a daze.

The method he taught Mrs. Feng was actually the same as the method he taught his son!

You're not allowed to eat? Mu Qing Huan immediately shriveled up. She did not even eat a mouthful at the restaurant and was pulled back home by him.

At the moment, he was not only threatening her with his words, but he was also not giving her any food!

Is there such a husband?

Mu Qing Huan did not believe her and just happened to sit on the table, with the butler arranging the food for him.

Mu Qing Huan grabbed his chopsticks and was about to eat it, but her wrist was blocked by Feng Cheng, "Have you considered it carefully?"

"Let's eat first before talking about anything else, okay?" Mu Qing Huan pursed her lips, she hated people who threatened her with food the most.

"Back to the bedroom." Feng Cheng said coldly, not giving Mu Qing Huan any face at all.

Noticing that the atmosphere was not right, the butler, the driver and Xin Xin's little friend who was swinging their legs and eating potato chips turned to look at Mu Qing Huan at the same time!

"If you don't want to eat, then don't want to eat!" After putting down the chopsticks, Mu Qing Huan rushed up the stairs while covering her face.

"Daddy, is this really okay?" Xin Xin put down the potato chips, "As an experienced person, I can understand mother's feelings. Even if mother did something wrong, don't use threats to eat it.

"It was her own fault." When Feng Cheng blurted out those words, even he himself felt that it was strange.

"Mom is not a little bell, why do you have to be so obedient … As an adult, you will definitely have your own ideas. " Xin Xin wanted to fight for Mu Qing Huan.

Feng Cheng walked over and picked up milk bag, "Son, you have to be good!"

"Hehe, I know, I'll be good sometimes!" Xin Xin shamelessly acted cute, then asked, "Daddy, you really don't plan on coaxing her?"

In fact, he knew that whenever his mother was unhappy, his father would hug him and then use him to coax his mother.

He had long since seen through this little trick.

Coax his wife? Feng Cheng pulled on his tie and instructed her in a low tone, "Butler Li, cook something that Young Mistress likes to eat."

"Sigh!" The steward went to the kitchen to prepare the Sichuan cuisine with a smile.

"Father... "You're biased." Xin Xin shook his head very seriously. As expected, men of the opposite sex had no humanity, if he made a mistake, he would have to admit his mistake first before eating. He seemed to be particularly concerned about her mother. Just as he said those harsh words, he immediately prepared food for her mother.

"Where?" Feng Cheng didn't feel that at all. After pondering for a moment, he said, "She's so fat. He starved even faster than you."

"Is that so? I think my mother's figure is very good! " Xin Xin blinked his eyes.

"..."

"I think Mom loves me more. How about I go in and coax her?" Xin Xin twisted her small body, wanting to get down from Feng Cheng's embrace.

"My woman, I'll do it myself." Feng Cheng put down the milk bag.

"Father!" I'm afraid you won't make it! " Xin Xin disdained with his arms crossed, and snorted like a young lord.

Feng Cheng laughed, not him? How could it not be possible? Last night …

With a smirk on his face, Feng Cheng leaned back in the chair and looked at Butler Li.

Housekeeper Li understood and actively went upstairs to knock on the door. "Young Mistress, the dishes have been prepared."

"Not eating." Mu Qing Huan bit hard on his lips, lowering her head to look at the documents. Didn't he, not give it to her to eat?

Then, she must have some backbone!

"Yes, young master. Please come downstairs for dinner." The butler used strict words to convey the young master's thoughts.

"Is that possible? Just based on his temper? One or two sentences are wrong, so I don't have any food to eat. " Mu Qing Huan clenched his fists tightly, he wanted to be a villain and prick him a hundred times every day! The main thing was that she wanted to get on his little brother's back so that he could be more unreasonable and pull it out for her to see!

"Actually... The Young Master is quite concerned about you. " After some thought, Butler Li suddenly said this!

"I'll eat later." Just now, he had forbidden her to eat in front of everyone. Therefore, if she, Mu Qing Huan, had had the guts, she wouldn't have shamelessly come down to eat just because Feng Cheng had thrown some benefits at her!

"Young Mistress, you should eat while it's still hot. There's Sichuan Cuisine …" Butler Li said bitterly.

"You guys eat first!" Mu Qing Huan thought, as long as I sleep, I won't be hungry anymore!

Outside, the sound of footsteps came in, followed by Feng Cheng's cold command: "Butler Li, you go out first."

At almost the same time, Mu Qing Huan's body jumped, why did he go upstairs?

"Young master..." Why did Young Master go upstairs personally? Was he going to continue to get angry, or give in? He couldn't tell anything from his face alone.

"Butler, you go down first." Feng Cheng repeated.

"Sigh." The butler did not dare to retort and could only leave.

Hearing the voice of the butler leaving, Mu Qing Huan was not at ease. She continued to wrap herself in the bed sheets, so tight that even wind would not be able to pass through.

Seeing that the bed was shrunk into a ball, Feng Cheng walked over while carrying a portion of food, and then calmly sat on the bed, poking at the bedsheet, "Do you want me to personally feed you?"