"A Chen,"

Shi Wan put her arms around Fu Tingchen's neck, looked up at him with crooked eyebrows.

The two small dimples on the corner of the mouth are indescribably sweet.

"Um,"

Fu Tingchen stopped immediately and looked down at her.

"I'm hungry,"

Shi Wan looked at those dark eyes that seemed to see through her, and said slowly.

"Carry me downstairs, I'll simply make some dishes, can you eat something with me?"

Fu Tingchen has no interest in appetite, and he has no appetite at this time.

But looking at those moist and expectant eyes, he didn't hesitate.

"it is good."

Shiwan's red lips curled up, and she didn't say anything else.

His cheek was pressed against Fu Tingchen's chest again.

Listening to the steady and powerful heartbeat, the whole person is extremely satisfied.

Fu Tingchen's thin lips curled up slightly.

Watching Fu Tingchen carry Shi Wan down, several servants who were watching the night downstairs immediately exchanged glances.

"The young master spoils the young lady too much!!"

"It's the newlyweds after all."

"The young master is really strong, what time is it?"

"I'm tired of saying the word envy."

……

Fu Tingchen sat on the sofa with Shi Wan in his arms.

"Get the shoes for the lady."

"Yes,"

The few people who were making eye contact immediately stood up straight and tensed their nerves.

One of them walked into the entrance quickly, took a pair of brand new house slippers and put them in front of Shiwan.

It was just late to pick it up.

A pair of big, well-defined hands picked up the shoes ahead of time and helped her put them on.

The movements are proficient and natural, as if they have been experienced countless times.

The servants were all surprised, and quickly suppressed it.

Fu Tingchen's drooping brows and eyes narrowed slightly.

Obviously this is the first time to do such a thing, why does it feel so familiar?

As if it was supposed to be like this? !

Shiwan had often enjoyed this kind of service in his previous life, and he didn't think there was anything wrong.

"You just sit here and wait for me, soon."

While speaking, she got up from Fu Tingchen's arms and walked towards the kitchen.

The servants on the side immediately followed.

"Young Madam, I will help you."

"No, I'll make it for Ah Chen myself,"

Shi Wan decisively refused.

"Go and rest."

Seeing that Shiwan was firm, Boss Fu also acquiesced.

Several servants had no choice but to retreat.

The refrigerator has everything you need.

When Shiwan was in college, he worked part-time and part-study.

He settles all the meals by himself, and after a few years, his culinary skills have improved by leaps and bounds.

She quickly took out the ingredients she needed from the refrigerator and got busy.

The aroma of food rose instantly in the kitchen.

Fu Tingchen stood at the door, staring closely at the busy figure in front of him, his eyes as deep as a boundless cold pool.

Another picture appeared in his mind.

A gentle and beautiful woman is cooking in the kitchen, and a handsome man with glasses is holding a little boy to accompany him.

Every time a dish was ready, the father and son would scramble to help the woman try the dish.

The picture is very warm.

However, in the next second, the screen changed.

The woman smashed the plate on the ground fiercely, her gentle and beautiful face was tainted with a bit of ferocity because of anger.

The handsome man was also full of anger, and smashed everything in his hand to the ground.

The atmosphere is tense.

The little boy stood aside, watching coldly.

Shi Wan moved quickly.

In less than half an hour, two meat, two vegetarian and two bowls of pasta are ready.

When Shi Wan turned around and saw Fu Tingchen's serious expression, he was startled as if he had isolated himself.

Immediately put down the things in his hands and walked quickly to him.

"Achen, what's wrong with you?"

Hearing Shi Wan's voice, Fu Tingchen pulled away from the scene just now.

In front of her eyes was a pair of beautiful eyes that were as clear as water, without any other emotions except worry and distress.

Fu Tingchen's thick, ink-like eyes flickered, and the cold light in his eyes was restrained.

Yes.

She is not her, and he is not him.

The scene just now will never happen.

Fu Tingchen's expression returned to normal, he took two steps forward and took away the plate.

"It's alright, let's eat."

Shiwan closed his eyes.

She suddenly felt that she knew too little about Ah Chen in her previous life, and she always couldn't understand the deep meaning in his eyes.

But the more the wound is covered, the easier it is to fester and take root.

No matter what, she is willing to bear it with him, and will not let him work as hard as in the previous life.

We have to find a way to get Ah Chen to speak out.

Shi Wan's eyes lit up.

By the way, wine!

As the saying goes, tell the truth after drinking.

She doesn't know Ting Chen's drinking capacity, but she is very confident in her own drinking capacity.

Shiwan made up his mind and walked out with a smile.

"Help me go to the wine cellar and get two bottles of red wine."

liqueur?

Fu Tingchen raised his eyebrows and looked at Shi Wan.

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