Quick Transmigration System: Talking about the cultivation of a delicate woman!

Chapter 37 The Canary of the Ghost and Animal Boss [10]

After that time, An Ran learned that Mr. Shen had a stomach problem and woke up every night by calling the alarm clock set by the system to make porridge.

If you think about it, these favorability points are the money of this mission——.

Money - makes me industrious.

An Ran once again ran to the kitchen with ease.

"Don't sleep for the system, play a ghost movie to refresh yourself." An Ran kept touching his upper and lower eyelids as if dozing off, patted his cheeks vigorously, and tried to open his eyes. While cooking porridge, he listened to the The rustling autumn wind.

Now the weather seemed to be getting colder, An Ran shivered, rubbed his arms, and continued to make porridge.

There is something really wrong with this whole world. It has started to be so cold in September, so it won't be colder in winter.

Forget it, this is not within the scope of my consideration, anyway, I stay in the Shen mansion every day and live a luxurious life.

Well, in An Ran's opinion, it's a luxury.

Standing blankly in front of the stove, constantly stirring the porridge in his hands, in front of him was the horror movie projected by the system.

After An Ran watched the first 10 minutes of the previous movie, someone died in the kitchen...

Fuck, is this system taking revenge on itself?
An Ran is more energetic now. I'm afraid he won't be able to sleep even if he wants to sleep tonight.

An Ran now obediently cooks porridge every day when the time comes, and then obediently serves it in front of Mr. Shen to improve his favorability, and finally says good night.

My favorability level has actually increased a lot these past few nights, and now my favorability level is 40.

An Ran couldn't help but think of Mr. Shen, what a child who lacks love~
If I keep doing this now, I will be able to get a favorability rating of over [-] before my birthday, and I feel great.

When the horror movie in front of him was showing to its climax, An Ran watched it carefully, not noticing that someone walked in from the side.

When An Ran's hand slowly stroked his shoulder, An Ran finally came to his senses, his body stiffened, and he stood there like a wooden stake, not daring to turn his head.

There was a sudden chill on my back, and the chill went straight to the top of my head.

Feeling the hand on the shoulder visibly moved, An Ran was so frightened that he picked up the spoon in his hand and threw it back violently.

There was a voice behind him, very familiar, An Ran knew it might not be a ghost.

An Ran turned around cautiously, and finally saw his face clearly, only to find that it was Mr. Shen standing behind him.

"Shen, Master Shen." An Ran, who knew that he had made a mistake, hid in the corner like a frightened bird, and shouted softly.

"Yeah." Shen Muli's high-end custom-made dark suit was stained with white porridge and was probably useless.

"Master Shen came back early today." An Ran was so nervous that he didn't know what to say, and it took him a long time to say such a sentence.

"Well, today's business was finished early, so I came back early." Shen Muli didn't care about the damage to his suit, but asked with concern.

Shen Muli looked at An Ran who shrunk himself into a ball in front of him, and said, "You can go to bed early if you come back early, you don't have to wait for me."

"No, it's okay." An Ran waved his hands awkwardly, and suddenly thought of something: "I'll serve you porridge, Lord Shen go to bed early after eating."

An Ran turned around, took out Shen Muli's bowls and chopsticks from the cabinet above, and prepared to serve porridge, but did not realize that the casserole on the stove had been tilted.

There was only a bang in the night, and the casserole fell to An Ran's body.

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PS: When will Big Brother Shen be eaten up?

(End of this chapter)