"Is there any cigarette?"

Fu Xing's sudden question made Su Shijiu stunned. After coming to her senses, she frowned:

"Smoking is not conducive to the recovery of wounds."

"One, it's not in the way."

Knowing that she was in a bad mood now, Fu Xing didn't want to stop her from smoking, so he could only choose this way to accompany her.

Su Shijiu took out a pack of cigarette boxes from his pocket and threw them to him:

"Fine, ladies' cigarette."

Fu Xing didn't mind, so he took out a cigarette, stood up suddenly, supported his hands on the table opposite him, bent down, and approached Su Shijiu:

"Borrow a fire."

The two cigarettes touched each other at the tops, and Fu Xing's masculine aura sprayed on her face.

The actions of the two at this moment are like an alternative kiss.

Su Shijiu was shocked by his sudden movements. The indifference in his eyes broke for a moment. A dazed mood appeared in his eyes for the first time, and he looked a little cute.

Fu Xing's cigarette was lit, but he was not in a hurry to get up, and carefully admired Su Shijiu's dull appearance.

Su Shijiu was stunned for ten seconds before she came back to her senses from the shock given by Fu Xing.

She couldn't help but shrink her neck and distanced herself from him.

“…I have a lighter.”

The subtext is that you don’t need to get so close!

“It’s so convenient.”

Fu Xing curled his lips and smiled, and he looked much better.

Su Shijiu: "..."

After he did this, she suddenly lost interest in smoking, pressed the cigarette butt in the ashtray and put it out, and threw it into the trash can.

Fu Xing's thin lips were hooked again:

"Since you don't smoke, then drink porridge with me."

He got up and took out a small bowl from the kitchen, divided the porridge from his bowl into hers.

Su Shijiu felt the smell of smoke remaining in her mouth, and for the first time she did not refuse his proposal.

I raised my hand and drank a spoonful of porridge I cooked myself, but found that the taste was not as good as I thought. Because she was considering that Fu Xing was a patient, she did not add too much salt, and it was inevitable that she tasted a little tasteless.

She raised her head in surprise, not knowing how this spoiled young master swallowed it just now.

“It tastes good, right?”

Fu Xing stared at her reaction.

“Unless.”

Su Shijiu was blunt and did not give him any face.

"But I don't think so. This is the best porridge I have ever drunk so far..."

When Fu Xing said this, his eyes kept staring at her face.

Su Shijiu's porridge was just a choking move, and he almost choked his throat by his words.

It was indeed not her illusion. Fu Xing today was not right all day long.

"If you don't like it, give it to me."

He pushed Su Shijiu's bowl in front of him as if he was snatching something precious.

Su Shijiu: "…school."

She won't compete with him.

"Eat, eat, the kitchen."

She was not polite at all and poured the porridge in the bowl into Fu Xing's bowl.

Fu Xing accepted the order as he ordered and drank the porridge in big mouthfuls. Su Shijiu didn't pay attention for a moment and found that he had finished drinking all the porridge.

Even the rest in the pot has been drunk.

Su Shijiu: "!!!"

Is he a pig??!!

You know, these are the appetites of the three people, and he actually didn't have any left!

"Don't you feel uncomfortable eating so much?"

She widened her eyes, looking incredible.

"A little bit of support."

Fu Xing touched his stomach.

He has always been only 70% full. In short, this is the first time he has eaten so much.
Chapter completed!