High-priced cook: Good morning, Mrs. Fu

For five years, Fu Mingyuan was only used to her cooking.

Breakfast, lunch and dinner, she has always been rain or shine.

I didn't have time to make breakfast today, I wonder if he will be angry?

Su Tian's heart was pounding, and when she looked up, she saw Fu Mingyuan, who was dressed in gray home clothes, sitting at the dining table, elegantly reading financial magazines, with an indifferent abstinence atmosphere lingering all over her body.

"Ah——" Su Tian was startled, and almost stepped on the ground, but fortunately she held onto the railing with quick eyes and hands, so that she would not fall down in front of him in shame.

Seeing her standing still, Fu Mingyuan sat back calmly and coughed in embarrassment: "Walk, be careful."

The man's voice was deep and sexy, with a somewhat bewitching hoarseness. In the silent air, he was extremely seductive. Hearing Su Tian's heart pounding, her face flushed red: "Fu...Mr. Fu, I'm sorry, I got up late .”

She hurried downstairs and moved to the dining table in small steps, but she didn't dare to approach him, and she didn't even dare to look up at him, and said in a low voice, "Are you hungry? I'm going to prepare lunch now."

As long as he doesn't mention what happened last night and doesn't drive her away, she can do anything.

"I'll be ready soon, just wait..." Can't wait to run to the kitchen, Su Tian didn't even dare to wait until he opened his mouth to say a word, for fear that it wasn't what she wanted to hear.

"Wait." The man's voice was clear and low, and there was a hint of other emotions vaguely, but Su Tian couldn't feel it anymore, and his mind was full of panic.

It’s over.

He must be angry.

"Mr. Fu, I..." Su Tian lowered her head, not daring to turn around to face him. After a long while, she choked out a sentence, "I'm sorry, I..."

"You—" Fu Mingyuan couldn't understand her awkward and cautious appearance, so he interrupted her with some awkward concern, "Does it still hurt?"

"Don't rush... huh?" Su Tian was halfway through her pleading, when she suddenly realized the man's question, she blinked her eyes dully, only to see the man frowned impatiently.

She replied subconsciously: "It doesn't hurt anymore, it doesn't hurt anymore."

Is he caring about himself?

Or do you mean something else?
Su Tian's mind was in a mess, and she couldn't help but looked up at him secretly, and happened to meet Fu Mingyuan's eyes on her legs, and immediately blushed like blood: "It really doesn't hurt anymore, thank you Mr. Fu for your concern."

Fu Mingyuan had heard her call Mr. Fu for five years, but last night he heard her soft and coquettish "Ming Yuan" for almost the whole night, as if hypnotizing him. Joy.

"Take a good rest if you're not feeling well." Fu Mingyuan lowered his voice. Seeing her eyes flicker, she seemed a little afraid of his seriousness, but unconsciously withdrew her sharp gaze, tried to soften her voice, and explained awkwardly: "I ordered takeaway." .”

Su Tian finally realized that Fu Mingyuan really cared about her.

She violated the holy Fu Mingyuan, yet he didn't get angry and furious, and even cared about her body.

Mr. Fu, who has always hated takeaways, ordered takeaways in order to let her have a good rest?
Su Tian looked at the man's calm and indifferent side face, and immediately blushed with embarrassment: "Mr. Fu, you..."

Are you not mad at me?
There is a vague thought in my heart, does he like her too?

"What are you doing standing so far away?" Fu Mingyuan saw that she hesitated to speak, and didn't know what to say, so he could only cough, "Come here, sit down."

The man's elegant and noble temperament falls in Su Tian's eyes, reminding the huge gap between the two all the time, she is just a cook picked up by him, how can she miss his liking?
"Thank you, Mr. Fu." Su Tian held her skirt and walked to the table, thought about it, and sat down cautiously across from her.

She knew that he didn't like to have physical contact with others.

A look of displeasure flashed across Fu Mingyuan's brows, and he was just about to say something, but was caught by her tangled gaze for a moment when she raised her eyes, which seemed to be full of affection, but it was hidden.

Su Tian didn't expect him to look at her, startled, turned her head involuntarily, her cheeks were hot.

Seeing her flushed face, Fu Mingyuan subconsciously thought of the pitiful appearance of her moaning and crying in her arms last night, her palms felt hot and hot unconsciously.

The two looked at each other, and neither of them was willing to look away for a moment. They met each other's gaze tacitly without blinking, as if there was an ambiguous atmosphere emanating from the intertwined gaze.

The air is quiet and the atmosphere is subtle.

Only the restless heartbeat interweaves and spreads in the silent air.

Fu Mingyuan's throat rolled, his voice was hoarse: "Su Tian."

"Ah?" Su Tian was fidgeting, seeing him stretching out his hand, his whole body was tense, and he was too stiff to move.Seeing that their hands were about to touch each other, the doorbell suddenly rang.

"Yes... the courier is here." Su Tian came back to her senses, quickly retracted her hands and stood up, rushed to the door to get the courier, her legs were still erratic when walking.

Seeing her evasive movements, Fu Mingyuan frowned and his face sank.

Su Tian didn't realize that her shyness was misunderstood as avoidance, so she sent the takeaway, stood at the door to calm her restless emotions, then took a deep breath and went back to the table, unpacked the takeaways one by one, and said with a smile: "It's worth it! It is the craftsmanship of a five-star chef, and it is full of color and fragrance."