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Fu Sihan tasted it. He tasted everything. He chewed it without expression. After swallowing it, he took a look at Yan chenrui.

"My cooking is taught by my sister, but my apprentice is not as good as the master. You can't measure my sister by my level!" The morning Rui hurriedly spoke, afraid Fu Sihan because his cooking skills make complaints about his sister.

Yan wanwan nervously looks at Fu Sihan, and is completely uncertain what he will say next. We should know that Fu Sihan is even a five-star chef who dislikes his tricky mouth.

His taste is not normal. It is a coincidence that he likes to eat her cooking. As for Chen Rui It's too tasteful to eat.

"Eat." Fu Sihan orders two people, he just forced himself to swallow things.

I was relieved at night, and my eyes were filled with a little smile. Did Fu Sihan's strange anorexia improved?

Yan chenrui smiles like a big boy. After sitting down, he keeps adding dishes to Yan evening.

After a while.

Foshan stood up and said, "take your time." He left the table ahead of time.

There are no other servants in the restaurant.

When Fu Sihan went up to the second floor, Yan chenrui approached and said in the evening: "elder sister, do you want to divorce Fu Sihan?"

Night Leng Leng Leng, half a second of hesitation.

Two months ago, of course, she thought, but now, everything is different.

She shakes her head: "small Rui, I owe Fu Si Han human feelings."

"I'll pay it back for you. I have money!" Yan chenrui is a little excited. He can't see that his sister is wronged. "I know you didn't want to marry Fu Sihan. You married him for getting my medical expenses from the Yan family. Elder sister, I have money. I can support myself and you!"

Yan chenrui regrets that he didn't be careful at the beginning. He sends someone to find out the medical expenses. He also overestimated the so-called family relationship.

Yan Jia, he will have any thoughts in the future!

The so-called kinship, from the beginning to the end, was only a sister named Yan wanwan.

Evening evening thought that Yan Chen Rui meant he could earn money, said: "Xiao Rui, some human feelings can not be paid back."

The grace of saving lives and the feeling of maintaining them can not be measured by power and money.

Fu Sihan did not lack power and money.

In this substitute marriage, Fu Sihan was also passive.

The mobile phone suddenly vibrated. There was a text message coming in.

Nangong Yixiao: [night, I heard that you suddenly left the game. ]

Nangong Yixiao is not heard of.

He was there that day.

In his opinion, the most boring show was still the girl who didn't want to see it after watching the most half of the show. Only after asking, did he know that he was running late.

It will definitely have a bad effect on the organizing committee if I suddenly leave the competition. I hope I didn't let the show show go wrong.

She thought Nangong Yixiao knew the news from the Internet and replied, "well, I have to leave for a while. Thank you for your concern. ]

Nangong Yixiao: [is it serious? Do you need my help? ]

late speech: [not serious, it has been dealt with! ]

"sister, who are you chatting with? Is that a handsome guy? Like yours? " Yan chenrui doesn't want to peep at his sister's privacy. However, his eyes are so easy to use. He glances at the SMS interface. There are four words on the note, and he only sees the word "Sir".

"Nonsense, just a friend." The evening laughs and scolds, did not put Yan Chen Rui's ridicule in the heart.

After dinner, the servant comes to clean up the dishes.

She was busy talking to Yan chenrui just now, but she didn't notice Fu Sihan. Only then did she realize that Fu Sihan didn't eat much!

In the evening, he told Yan chenrui to go back to his room to have a rest or read a book.

Yan chenrui is still in the skin of a middle school student. In fact, he has been admitted to Harvard University. He has taught himself a lot of things. Now he can earn a lot without a diploma.

However, the image of the little milk dog still needs to be maintained in front of her sister.

He also needs to go back to his room and deal with Yan mengrou's so-called sister!

What Yan mengrou wants, what she steals from yanwanwan here, he wants her to spit it out!

In the evening, I went into the kitchen and took out high gluten flour and meat stuffing to prepare cicada wing wonton. This is convenient and quick to make.

The skin of cicada wing wonton is the most important part. The skin should be made into a thin layer to be delicious. After about an hour, the wonton was cooked.

In the evening, winter shade bamboo shoots were added in the evening, and the scallion flowers were sprinkled in the end.

In the evening, I went to the study with wonton to find Fu Sihan.

Three light knock on the door, Fu Sihan suddenly identified is late.

He called in, the door opened, and the beautiful woman was holding a magnolia porcelain bowl in her hand. The white hot air rose from the bowl, and the fragrance could be smelled three or four meters away."Eat, I made it." In the evening, put wonton on the desk and stir it with a spoon. The fragrance is more attractive.

Frost had been hungry for a long time, but now he felt his taste buds open.

He leaned against the back of his chair and looked at one small and exquisite wonton. The skin of the wonton was so thin that he could see the pink filling inside. The green onion flowers beside him were floating on the soup, which was very pleasing to the eyes.

"I thought you only knew your brother, not your man."

"Third brother, I don't have one." She made him a supper!

Night on his strange appearance feel helpless, "third brother, you don't like Xiao Rui?" From the beginning of the appearance of Yan Chen Rui, Fu Si Han's face has not been good-looking.

"That oil bottle looks like I like it?"

“……” All right. I want to see two lives.

Night sigh, people in the eaves have to bow, she is still sister and brother love together under the eaves of others.

In the evening, he picked up a bowl, scooped out a wonton, carefully blew it, and sent it to Fu Sihan's mouth, indicating to him: "ah --"

this face of Fu Si Leng was meant to be coaxed by people. He looked at it with disgust and opened his mouth with a reluctant look.

The skin of wonton, as thin as cicada wings, sweeps through the oral mucosa. It is smooth and comfortable. The meat stuffing is tender and tender. The fragrance penetrates into the teeth. Every point is just right.

Fu Sihan's melancholy was swept most of the time. When he said that he would send another spoon later, he opened his mouth consciously and didn't embarrass her.

She drew closer, and forshan could see every detail on her face, and her skin was so smooth and delicate that no pores could be seen.

Fu Sihan felt that it was too troublesome to feed the small wonton one by one. He held the porcelain bowl in one hand, and pulled her wrist into his arms with the other hand. Then she buckled her waist, pressed the person on her leg and sat down with one hand.

"Hello! What are you doing

"Eat."

Fu Sihan Huan said that in the evening, that hand was holding a bowl, the other was holding a spoon. Two wontons were scooped together and put into his mouth. His movements were still elegant.