Chapter 72: She gave Feng Ting deep porridge

Yu Guang left with the words, slowly squinting his eyes to look at the back, and his subordinates involuntarily slowly tightened the mobile phone in their hands.

It wasn't until Yan Tanran disappeared in his afterglow that Feng Tingshen retracted his gaze, landed on the mobile phone in his hand, and saw that his knuckles were white, and he realized when he had used his strength.

Feng Ting's deep eyebrows and eyes were gloomy, as if he had not seen the sun for a hundred years, hidden in the dark and lightless forest, gloomy.

Feng Ting tilted his head deeply, leaned on the sofa, stared at the huge crystal lamp on the ceiling, and suddenly felt that the light was very dazzling, and even sore.

Feng Ting closed his eyes deeply, and it took more than ten minutes before he stood up from his position, and at this time, Yan Tanran and Sister-in-law Zhao came out of the kitchen with a meal.

Yan Tianran instinctively looked towards the sofa in the living room, and when he saw Feng Tingshen standing up, he instinctively felt that Feng Tingshen would come to the dining room, and couldn't help but be nervous.

Who knew that after Feng Tingshen stood up, he didn't walk towards this, but walked directly towards the staircase, and Yan Yanran breathed a sigh of relief. You won't have to face him when you eat.

But at this time, Sister-in-law Zhao saw Feng Tingshen walking towards the staircase, put the tray on the dining table, and hurriedly walked to the living room, Feng Tingshen had already walked up the stairs and walked up a few steps.

Sister-in-law Zhao said: "Young master, you drank coffee just now, and you can drink a little bit of white porridge after I boiled it!" ”

Yan Yanran in the restaurant panicked when she heard this, she really didn't want to face Feng Tingshen now, let alone stay in the same space with him to breathe.

In this way, she will be restless and stabbed in the back, and want to be an ostrich and run away.

But there is no way to make Feng Tingshen not come, and she can't say that she won't eat it, and then run away under his nose!

He could only pray that Feng Tingshen should not come, and that he should return to his study as soon as possible, or leave the villa immediately.

However, Feng Tingshen was not as good as she wanted, his feet up the steps stopped in mid-air, and then he retracted, turned around and glanced at Sister-in-law Zhao, and let out a faint "um".

Then he stepped down the stairs and walked in front of Sister-in-law Zhao, and walked towards the dining room with noble indifference, Yan Tanran stared at him, stood a little hesitant in place, and turned into the kitchen in a panic, feeling that he had to do something to relieve the embarrassment.

Without thinking too much about it, she took a bowl from the sterilized cupboard, served the porridge with a pair of chopsticks and a spoon, and walked out of the kitchen.

When she walked to the door, she stopped as if to cheer herself up, stood by the door and took a few breaths in a row, and when she saw Sister-in-law Zhao coming to the restaurant, she stopped for a while before walking out with a bowl.

Feng Tingshen was already sitting in the main seat of his usual cooking, his front was empty, his phone was on his right, on the right side of the table was a bowl full of porridge, and in the middle of the table were a few Fluttershy, and in them were all kinds of pickles she had made.

Yan Tanran stepped forward with a bowl, and when Sister-in-law Zhao saw the bowl she served, she understood that it was for the young master, so she stepped forward.

Stretching out his hands, he said, "Madam, I'll come!" ”

Yan Tan's pale face faced Sister-in-law Zhao, smiled and whispered, "It's okay, I'll just come." ”

Then put the bowl in front of Feng Tingshen, and then put the chopsticks and spoon on the chopsticks on one side. Feng Tingshen sat and stood with Yan Tanran, putting the bowl in front of him.

Feng Ting was slightly stunned, staring at the white porridge in front of him, and in the afterglow was the pair of slender and white soft wattles.

Looking down from this angle, you can clearly see the man's smooth forehead, the high bridge of the nose, and the good-looking thin lips that are not close to people.

His heart trembled suddenly, and he woke up suddenly, feeling that he had lost his temper, so he hurriedly retreated, walked to his place and sat down.