Chapter 52: Make Pasta Yourself
"What is Saye, can I eat it as a meal?" Lu Feifei asked.
"Why don't you eat the pasta I asked the butler to send me just now, and there is so much anger."
Tell me, how he offended you, I fired him.
"It's obvious that you offended me, what's the matter with other people." Lu Feifei pouted and said, the anger was obviously not as big as when she first came down.
"Is it that the chef's cooking is not to your taste, I will let him do it to your taste."
Lu Feifei hurriedly said, "I don't want to eat your things." ”
"You were injured in my company, this is also a public injury, I am responsible for your life on behalf of the company, you should be happy, with a small face, as if I owe you millions."
"Injured on duty?" Lu Feifei asked in surprise.
"Isn't it a public injury if you are injured in my company?" An Muchen looked at this stupid woman.
"You wait for me for a while, and I'll go to the kitchen."
An Muchen went to the kitchen, did it himself, and made a seafood stewed pasta.
The servants stood in front of them, but when they wanted to step forward to help, they were all rejected by An Muchen.
Looking at the finished pasta, An Muchen himself was very satisfied, he had never made it himself for so many years. Only this time, for Lu Feifei, he made an exception.
An Muchen personally brought out the pasta, and Lu Feifei, who was sitting on the sofa, motioned for her to come over.
But who knows, this woman knew what he meant, but she was unmoved.
Simply, An Muchen put down the pasta in his hand, walked over directly, and picked up Lu Feifei from the sofa.
"What are you doing, let me down." Sure enough, An Muchen was very obedient and put Lu Feifei down.
As soon as Lu Feifei made it to the chair, she didn't sit down firmly before she was thrown down.
Lu Feifei stared at An Muchen who was sitting opposite, but An Muchen didn't want to help her up, he just asked her to beg him.
But on the contrary, Lu Feifei is also strong, and she refuses to give in, so she doesn't ask him.
An Muchen was so impatient by this little woman that she lost all her patience, and directly hugged her on his lap.
Lu Feifei kept moving around on his legs, which made An Muchen itch.
"Women, don't move, save yourself from anger, don't blame me when the time comes." An Muchen lowered his head and said under Lu Feifei's earlobe.
Originally, Lu Feifei was shy, how could she not understand what An Muchen said, not to mention that she was also a person who had experienced personnel.
Sure enough, after An Muchen's warning, Lu Feifei was obedient and didn't dare to move.
An Muchen picked up the pasta on the plate and fed it to Lu Feifei's mouth.
"Good, obedient!" An Muchen is like coaxing a child.
"I don't want to eat, I don't have much appetite."
An Muchen said: "This is what I made for you with my own hands, you really don't eat it?" ”
"You did it yourself? Didn't the cook make it? Lu Feifei asked.
Didn't you eat what the cook cooked, I'll go in and make it for you myself, for the sake of me working so hard, you can eat more or less.
You haven't eaten anything since the morning. After speaking, An Muchen fed it to Lu Feifei's mouth again, this time, she did not refuse, and swallowed it directly.
No one would have thought that the former president of the emperor who was cold in the first generation, for the sake of a woman, would regret to cook by himself.
This is something that Lu Feifei didn't expect, his coldness, his cruelty, she hasn't seen it.