219: C219 I'll Make It for You

C219 I'll Make It for You

But he didn't look at him for a while. He just took a bottle of whiskey and blew it into his mouth. He had already drank half a bottle.

Drinking was the most taboo when drinking urgent alcohol. Otherwise, it was easy to get drunk, not to mention whiskey, this kind of strong alcohol!

"Hey!"

Wanwan walked over and grabbed it. With a bang, she placed it on the marble table. With a straight face, she said, "Fu Sihan, you don't have a good stomach, don't you know? In the middle of the night, he had digested everything in his stomach. He came to empty stomach to drink strong alcohol? He wants to be hospitalized again?"

Fu Sihan leaned to the side and snorted. He did not respond to Yan Wanwan's words. Instead, he waited for the eggplant box in the pot to be burnt. His cold voice carried a rare tsundere.

"This kind of... thing, I don't believe that I can't learn it."

Wanwan,... "" Why did she feel that Fu Sihan paused for half a second and wanted to say trash.

"Third Elder Brother, your mouth is so sharp. You definitely won't like the things you make. There's no need to waste time." Wanwan muttered softly. It wasn't that she looked down on Fu Sihan, but that even a star chef was disgusted by him. Usually, the dishes cooked by an ordinary newbie could only be barely passable.

And Fu Sihan, this novice, was obviously not an ordinary person.

It was so bad that it made people speechless.

"I'll make it for you to eat." Fu Sihan gave Yan Wanwan a cold look. "Online, it's said that cooking is very simple."

Why did he make it look like this?

At that moment, Third Young Master Fu, who had always been strong and confident, revealed a puzzled expression.

Wanwan looked at the freshly cooked dark cooking,... "" Don't want it anymore? She would really have diarrhea if she ate it, right?

She took a clean and wet towel from the antidotes cabinet and gave it to Fu Sihan to wipe his face.

"Third Elder Brother, everyone has their own strengths. Cooking is not a must-have skill. You probably... are not suitable for cooking. Chenrui said. Yes, if you don't love it, then don't stop." What if she heard him and took his anger out on her brother? Furthermore, Fu Sihan cooking was simply a waste of ingredients.

Wanwan continued, "Furthermore, I know how to cook. It's quite delicious. There's no need for you to specially learn. I'll cook for you."

In a hurry to get drunk, Fu Sihan would not get drunk easily if he drank too much. But now, he was also a little emotional.

In the middle of the night, the surroundings were silent.

Fu Sihan said, "Yaan Chenrui knows how to cook."

He even made comparisons? ! Wanwan felt helpless and funny. "I was worried that Chenrui's wife would not know how to cook."

"You don't mind that I don't know how to cook?"

"When did I dislike you again?" Wanwan really wanted to erase the word "dislike" from his dictionary.

Under the light, the woman's face was sparkling like the most tender and sweetest cake.

Fu Sihan's gaze paused on Yan Wanwan's bright red lips for half a second and quickly moved away, "How do you prove it?"

You still need to prove it?

Wanwan rolled her eyes in her heart. This guy was not drunk, why was he so unreasonable?

Was it because the night made people more emotional?

The scene of these few minutes flashed quickly in Wanwan's mind. Fu Sihan's clumsy movements, scalded skin, the head chef's helpless and sarcastic remarks, Fu Sihan's self-loathing, and the sentence he just said, "I'll make it for you to eat."

Her heart seemed to have been struck by something, and it immediately softened.

Wanwan took a step closer to Fu Sihan.

She wrapped her arms around his neck, tapped the tip of her toes, raised her head, and placed her red lips on his lips.

If she disliked him, she naturally would not take the initiative to kiss him.

Fu Sihan's eyes, which had been silent for the entire night, set off tempestuous waves, and his pupils suddenly shrank.

In the shadows, the corners of his mouth raised.

Yan Wanwan only had a slight movement of nibbling. Just as she was about to retreat, a strong hand grabbed her waist and lifted her up.

Her entire person was even closer to him. Because she was too caught off guard, one of her feet separated from her slippers and stepped on the back of his foot.

Fu Sihan had the initiative.

After stripping off the morning clothes, Fu Sihan realized that she was wearing a watery-red silk belt, like a flower waiting to be plucked.

The curves were obvious, beautiful beyond compare.

"Third Elder Brother..."

Wanwan was kissed until her breathing became unstable. She stopped his hand, "This is the kitchen!"

"I know." Men who pursued excitement never cared about the occasion.

So what if they offended him?

This is his private territory!

"Someone will come!"

"No."

Yaan Chenrui came downstairs and happened to see his beloved sister being held down on the cooking table and kissed by his brother-in-law who he looked down on. Furthermore, it was suspected that... her clothes were untidy.

Yan Wanwan: "!!" Her face was shocked.

Fu Sihan was speechless. His face was cold.

Yaan Chenrui was speechless. His face was filled with anger.

In fact, there was nothing that should not have been revealed. It was just that the atmosphere was too infectious.

Who hadn't seen a few love education films when they were 16 years old?

Fu Sihan immediately pulled off his half-untied shirt and wrapped it around Yan Wanwan's body. He then picked up the morning jacket that was thrown to the side and wrapped it around Yan Wanwan's body in the second layer.

Being caught by his own brother in such a situation, it was still in a proper place like the kitchen. Yan Wanwan's face and ears were even red. She wanted to turn her head and hide in Fu Sihan's arms. She felt that after doing this, she was even more embarrassed to see her brother. She could only pretend to be calm and pull her hair. She tried to cover her face with her sideburns.

Heavens, what is going on!

She quietly stared at Fu Sihan. You said there wouldn't be anyone? No one?!

"Yaan Chenrui, what are you doing here?" Fu Sihan took half a step forward and blocked Yan Wanwan's body.

"Come down and drink some water. When you see light... come over." If he knew that he would encounter such a scene, he would not come over even if he was beaten to death.

Yaan Chenrui saw Fu Sihan's face. This was the most gloomy and cold expression he had ever seen.

A man would be in an extremely bad mood if such a good thing was interrupted.1

If the female lead wasn't his sister, he would definitely clap and cheer on the spot.

"Wanwan, you go upstairs." Fu Sihan carried the woman beside him down from the cooking table.

"Don't bully him." Wanwan reminded him in a low voice.

"Sister..." Yaan Chenrui wanted to say something but stopped himself. He was really in an awkward situation!

"Chenrui, go to sleep early." After Wanwan finished speaking, she hurriedly walked upstairs. She did not even dare to look at her little brother. After taking a few steps up the stairs, she changed from walking to running and rushed back to the master bedroom.

In the bathroom, Yan Wanwan looked at herself in the mirror. Her face was red as if she was going to burn herself!

In the kitchen.

Yaan Chenrui looked at Fu Sihan's pants with great fortune and rolled his eyes. He looked at Fu Sihan like he was looking at a lecher.

Fu Sihan ignored him. After all, they were all men.

"Drink some water and go to sleep. Forget what happened just now. Don't mention it in front of your sister again. Pretend you don't know."

Fu Sihan said and was about to go upstairs.

Yaan Chenrui grabbed him and said with a laugh, "Brother-in-law, let's chat?"

"Do you have a girlfriend?" Fu Sihan glanced at him.

Yaan Chenrui was confused and honestly shook his head. "No."

"Then what should we talk about?" Fu Sihan said with disdain.

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