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C22 Anorexia

"I'll help you take off your clothes!"

It was always better for her to help him take off his clothes than her own.

Wanwan stretched out her hand and it was even more shaking than when she took off her clothes previously.

"Woman, don't play any tricks!"

Fu Sihan suddenly spoke. Wanwan was frightened and her hand trembled again. The back of her hand brushed past a place that she should not have touched. . .

Hot.

Huge.

Like a sleeping beast.

Only Fu Sihan knew that the sleeping giant beast seemed to be unable to control its consciousness.

Wanwan raised her head in fear. She was very shy and could not refute, "I did not play any tricks. It was you who scared me. "

Just as she was about to bite the bullet and continue, the man suddenly grabbed her hand and threw her to the side.

"Get out!"

Before he finished speaking, he had already walked straight into the bathroom.

The door was slammed with a loud bang.

Fu Sihan took a cold shower and could not help but touch his lips.

Over the years, countless women had taken off their clothes and stood in front of him, but he did not feel anything. He did not expect Yan Wanwan to make him feel it twice.

A woman's soft body and fragrance. . . Soft and sweet lips. . .

Fu Sihan cursed in a low voice. His mood was terrible to the extreme.

Yan Wanwan was very frightened. In the first twenty years of her life, She had almost never made any big mistakes in her work.

But when she came here, she immediately offended Fu Sihan.

Fu Sihan was in a bad mood. When it was mealtime, the atmosphere in the villa became extremely oppressive.

The man sat on the main seat of the dining table with his legs crossed. There was a cold irritation and dissatisfaction between his brows. His fingers knocked on the table repeatedly, making a very oppressive sound.

"You're just giving me these things to eat?"

There was a variety of dishes on the European long dining table: French Baked Snails, St. Jacques scallops, white wine with green bites, white stewed beef, Hokkaido sashimi in the east, Catalonia Ink Fish Juice, and Catalonia Ink Fish Juice. . . . There were all kinds of delicacies around the world, and the food ingredients were all the latest air transportation.

Fu Sihan tasted these dishes, and he felt that these dishes were very tasteless.

The three chefs who were waiting at the dining table were so frightened that they trembled all over.

The three chefs were all top chefs, but the dishes they cooked were described as "this kind of thing. "

Wanwan had just offended Fu Sihan. She stood beside the maids and did not dare to make a sound. She silently complained in her heart that this person was really hard to serve!

"You!" Fu Sihan looked at Yan Wanwan.

Wanwan almost shivered. She thought he had seen her disgusted expression just now.

"Go and cook for me. " After Fu Sihan said that, he ordered his men to withdraw from the table and serve the dishes.0

Anorexia made him eat without taste all year round, but that morning's wheaten soup made him taste the taste of the food, bringing a sense of satisfaction to his taste buds.

"Didn't you say that the food I make is very hard to eat. . . " Wanwan muttered as she held her fingers. She was very unwilling in her heart.

"What did you say?" Fu Sihan raised his eyelids.

"I said, what do you want to eat?" Wanwan quickly replied with a fake smile.

Was this person Dog Ears? She said it so softly, but he could still hear her!

"What dishes do you know how to cook?"

"I know how to cook some home-cooked dishes. "

At night, I can cook dishes from all over the country. However, she liked to make medium-style home-cooked dishes and desserts the most. She could probably also cook the dishes on the table.

Fu Sihan nodded his head, looking very easy to talk to. "Whatever. "

Wanwan hated people saying "whatever. "

No dishes were called "whatever. "

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