But the BOSS spoils me too much

Huo Shihua lowered his eyelashes, then raised his eyes to stare at Kirs' handsome youthful face, and said calmly and calmly: "I've only seen the whole body of a man, and that thing is also, if you want to be crippled, I'm very fast!"

This seemingly calm tone is actually full of lethality.

After Huo Shihua finished speaking, she turned around calmly. She was always calm and quiet. Today, not only did her heart beat a few times, her blood pressure was about to explode.

Kris saw her turn and leave, then stood up straight and stood there with her hands on her hips.

Looking at her angry back, she looked down at her mosaic, scratched her head and stood in front of the closet door.

He glanced at the girls' dresses, and finally took out a loose cartoon bathrobe.

"Come on." Kirs put the underpants in her hand on the drying rack, then put on Huo Shihua's nightgown, walked out of the room barefoot, and walked towards the dining room.

Steaming porridge, hibiscus eggs, and fruit and vegetable salads are placed on a square dining table.

Kirs sat down and stirred the bowl of porridge in front of him with a spoon. It was fragrant, but he frowned.

A pair of sword eyebrows were tightly frowned, and the clean and handsome face was full of disgust.

Holding the spoon in his big hand, his face became more and more serious.

That innate dark aura is fermenting wantonly.

Huo Shihua felt a strange atmosphere in the air, and she looked up with a pair of clear and quiet almond eyes.

Kirs stirred a few times, ready to pick out the pork liver from the porridge: "I don't eat pork liver and chopped green onion."

He scooped up a large piece of pork liver and prepared to put it on the empty plate next to him. Before he had time, he was held down by another spoon.

"You have lost too much blood, and you have transfused a lot of blood. You must eat more pork liver to replenish blood. If you don't like chopped green onion, you can pick it out, but the pork liver must be eaten by me."

This kind of blood-enriching ingredients may not be able to buy more these two days. If the fourth brother is willing to check, he will be found if he has been buying this kind of blood-enriching ingredients.

Kirs frowned and glanced at Huo Shihua's small bowl. Her pork liver porridge only had goji berry and chopped green onion, not even a piece of pork liver.

"Why don't you eat the blood supplements?"

"It's you who's sick, not me!" The serious tone was undeniable, with the attitude that if you don't eat, I will never end with you.

Kirs' complexion became more and more difficult to look at.

He refused in a deep voice, "I don't eat animal offal."

Huo Shihua didn't take a step back, his clear apricot eyes sharpened, and his tone was firm: "I didn't let you eat all the offal, I only let you eat pork liver."

"..."

"Eat it, it's good for your health."

At the dinner table, from the first glance to the later, there was a somewhat seductive tone.

Kirs looked at Huo Shihua, and when she looked down at the pork liver in the spoon, her brows furrowed imperceptibly.

Suddenly, his hand loosened, and the spoon fell, making a crisp sound of hitting a wall.

"My wound hurts and I can't hold the spoon steady."

Huo Shihua withdrew his hand, just quietly watching him pretend.

"You hurt your left shoulder, and your right hand is holding the spoon!"

When she is a fool?

"You forgot, I'm left-handed, and I can't use my right hand." Kirs held her injured left shoulder with her right hand, her face twisted slightly, but those deep eyes were clearly staring at her, with a bit of pain.

Huo Shihua: "..."

"Then what do you want?" The tone was a little out of control, but very suppressed.

Kirs smiled slightly, his clean and handsome face was a bit enchanting and seductive, he opened his thin lips lightly, looked at Huo Shihua and said slowly: "You feed me, feed me and I will eat, pork liver."