Gu Qingqian sat down, took a cup of hot milk tea, and took a sip, "You let me eat these early in the morning, and you're not afraid that my stomach will be upset?" ”

"I've also heard that you get in a better mood when you have a sweet tooth." Fu Rongshen also didn't know what trick to use.

He wasn't sure if Gu Qingqian's mood had recovered.

Although it seems to be in good shape, what if she is holding it in her heart?

"It's okay to eat once in a while. Moreover, milk tea is hot. This eight-treasure porridge is also hot. ”

Eight treasure porridge and osmanthus cake were all sent from Fuqing Pavilion.

And silver filigree.

"This porridge is good." Gu Qingqian took a sip, "However, I actually don't like sweets that much, it's okay to eat occasionally." If you make this table sweet, I'll get tired of it. ”

"There are still steamed crab roe buns and beef buns in the pot, do you want to eat them?" Fu Rongshen actually didn't just prepare these today.

I didn't know what Gu Qingqian wanted to eat, so I made a lot of preparations.

"I suddenly want to eat red oil and copy my hands." There has been no filming or announcement in the past few days, and Gu Qingqian wants to be presumptuous.

"That meat bun and crab roe bun, give me two too!"

She couldn't finish eating so much, but she wanted to eat a little of the same.

"Okay."

Fu Rongshen naturally relied on her for everything.

I'm not afraid that she will eat, but I am afraid that she will not eat.

"Our family Ah Shen really has the potential to be a good husband." Seeing Fu Rongshen busy in the kitchen, Gu Qingqian sighed.

"I would be a good husband, but you may not be a good wife."

Fu Rongshen brought her a plate of steamed buns first.

A woman like Gu Qingqian can't be a good wife. Small composition

There are servants to do everything in the house, and it is not her turn.

It's just that he wants to say that Gu Qingqian is definitely not the kind of person who can teach each other.

She is more suitable for a more flamboyant and wanton life.

"How can you say that! You must have some misunderstanding about me. Gu Qingqian chewed a meat bun and was instantly healed.

There's nothing quite like good food.

"You say yes, yes!" Fu Rongshen chuckled lightly and did not argue with Gu Qingqian.

Isn't it, you'll know after you look at it.

After a while, Fu Rongshen brought Gu Qingqian another steaming red oil hand, which was very appetizing when he looked at it.

"It's delicious! It still feels good to be able to eat meat like this. I'd rather exercise for a few more hours than go on a diet. When you're in a bad mood, it's good to eat delicious food. So, Master Fu, when I'm in a bad mood, it's not sweets that can be cured. ”

Gu Qingqian ate a copy, and the filling of this Fuqing Pavilion is delicious.

Full of meaty aroma.

The chili oil is not very spicy, so it is very suitable for Gu Qingqian's appetite.

"Then you eat more. You can eat good food, but I don't want you to be in a bad mood. "Fu Rongshen is absolutely sincere.

Whatever Gu Qingqian encounters and what problems he encounters, he can solve it.

It is also impossible to be bullied.

If it's sad, it's serious.

"No, it won't. None of them will ever be. "After those things, what else is going to bring her down.

"That's good. Remember your good words, and there will be no time to be sad. Fu Rongshen brought over the porridge that Gu Qingqian had eaten a few bites, and then ate it.

"Don't you dislike what I've eaten?" Gu Qingqian asked.

"I've already eaten your saliva, and if I dislike what you've eaten, it's hypocrisy."