Uncle, your squeamish bag is crying and needs to be posted

Watching Aunt Wen close the door and leave, Yan Rongrong had a complicated expression on her face. How could she not understand it before eating it hot? In fact, she is a good cook, and she must cook a meal for Mr. Si whenever she gets a chance .

When Si Boheng came back, it was almost eight o'clock, saw Yan Rongrong sitting on the sofa, and asked.

"Did you have meal?"

Yan Rongrong put on her slippers, and trotted towards him.

Si Boheng's expression froze.

"Don't run, you slow down, walk slowly."

He didn't even bother to take off his shoes, he walked quickly towards Yan Rongrong, and took her into his arms.

Yan Rongrong hugged his waist, raised her head and smiled at him.

"Mr. Si, I am careful not to fall."

Si Boheng was very helpless, although it was only a few steps, but it really scared him into a cold sweat, he scowled and warned.

"Don't do this next time. Let me tell you, the consequences are very serious."

Yan Rongrong nodded her head.

"Well, I promise there will be no next time. By the way, you go change your shoes and wash your hands first. I'll heat up the meal. Aunt Wen and the others have gone to the next door."

"I don't need you, I'll just heat it up later, have you eaten yet?"

Yan Rongrong shook his head.

"I didn't eat, I'll wait for you."

Si Boheng frowned.

"Next time eat by yourself, don't wait for me."

Yan Rongrong didn't say anything, and went straight into the kitchen.

Si Boheng went to Xuanhuan to change his shoes, and also walked into the kitchen, but saw that Yan Rongrong was skillfully cutting up shredded potatoes with a kitchen knife, and the shredded potatoes were very thin and even.

One by one they fell apart in the water.

"Aunt Wen didn't mix cold dishes. There are cucumbers and shredded potatoes at home. I'll make one."

While speaking, the microwave oven dinged, and she hurried to serve the food.

Si Boheng took a step ahead of her.

"Careful it's hot,"

Yan Rongrong smiled, and went to wash the shredded potatoes again to wash out the starch. When the tide was high, she mixed some sauce. Before pouring the oil, she took a sneak look at Si Boheng, and saw him laying his hands on the dining table. As for the dishes, she quickly put half a spoonful of chili noodles, and when the oil was poured on, the aroma of the chili oil came out.

Yan Rongrong slobbered, that's the taste, but she was so hungry.

But the color of the sauce also turned red, she tasted a little secretly, smashed it, it didn't seem too spicy, shouldn't it be obvious?

"Your shredded potatoes aren't ready yet?"

"Oh, oh, okay, okay."

She quickly fished out the potato shreds, ran through the cold water again, and poured the juice on it.

When Yan Rongrong brought out the plate of cold potato shreds she made, Si Boheng glanced at it, slightly moved his nose, and raised his eyes to look at Yan Rongrong.

Yan Rongrong felt guilty, clutching the chopsticks in his hands, lowered his head, and asked in a low voice.

"Why don't you eat?"

Si Boheng sighed.

"What did you put?"

It's okay to deny it at this time, Yan Rongrong pursed her lips, hesitated for a while, and said.

"I've checked, you can eat less chili peppers, and the baby won't get rashes." She raised her head and looked at Si Boheng pitifully.

Being looked at by her watery eyes, with such an expression, it's really irresistible!Si Boheng wanted to give her a bowl of chili oil, no matter what the consequences would be for him.

He rolled his Adam's apple a few times, and said helplessly.

"Wait, you eat the others first."

He got up and went to make a phone call, and came back in a while.

He picked up the chopsticks and tasted it first. He felt that it was indeed not very spicy, so he nodded to Yan Rongrong.

"Eat."

Yan Rongrong's eyes lit up instantly.

"Mmm, thank you, Mr. Si."

When Si Boheng heard her words, his expression paused. He looked at Yan Rongrong. This girl, who was clearly the one who suffered, was pregnant with his child and controlled her preferences, yet she even thanked him.

He actually finds it very strange, born in such a family, why she still maintains the purity and kindness of a child.

Yan Rongrong ate two mouthfuls of potato shreds in a row, and found that Si Boheng hadn't moved her chopsticks, so she quickly took back the chopsticks that were stretched out for the third bite.

"You...why don't you eat?"

Si Boheng sighed, looked at her and asked.

"Want some shrimp?"

Yan Rongrong blinked her big eyes and looked at him.

Si Boheng stretched out his hand and pinched her ear.

"I'll take you to eat crayfish tomorrow, it's spicy."

Yan Rongrong swallowed hard, and looked at Si Boheng in disbelief.

"Really? Can I... can I eat? Will the baby be okay?"

She shook her head again herself.

"Forget it, I won't eat."

Si Boheng smiled lightly.

"You can eat it, I just asked the doctor, but it should be in moderation, not too spicy."

Yan Rongrong nodded vigorously, and smiled at Si Boheng with crooked eyebrows.

"All right."

After dinner, Yan Rongrong volunteered to wash the dishes, but Si Boheng refused and drove her back to her room to rest.

He washed the dishes himself, tidied up the kitchen, and went into the study.

Yan Rongrong knocked on the door of the study with a cup of tea and a book in between.

Si Boheng was in the video conference, and when he saw the little head protruding from the door, he waved to her.

Yan Rongrong walked over lightly, put down the tea, and sat obediently by herself, without making a sound.

There were constant voices coming from his computer, talking about markets and data. Yan Rongrong couldn't understand, and she didn't listen carefully. She opened the book she brought and read it quietly.

Si Boheng raised his head to look at her from time to time, occasionally smiled softly, and even gave a little favor to the other party when negotiating.

In the conference room on the other side of the computer, the people from the other company questioned the rumors from the outside world because some people said that Si Boheng of the Si Group was cold and decisive, and you should not try to take advantage of him when doing business with him, but Obviously the rumors are not true. The president of the company obviously loves to laugh. After a meeting, he laughed five or six times.

And it's not that difficult to communicate, don't take advantage of it, it's obviously easy to talk.

At the end of the meeting, Si Boheng laughed again, and said goodbye to the other party warmly, before turning off the video.

"Furry, come here."

Yan Rongrong looked up.

"Um,"

When she walked over, Si Boheng gently held her hand, hesitated for a moment, but was pulled directly to her lap, and let her sit on a chair beside her.

He took out a card from his pocket and handed it to Yan Rongrong.

"There are 46 here, take it."

His face was fluffy and dazed, and there was still some worry in his eyes.

"Why did you give me money? You have given me a lot of cards before. Could it be that this is a maintenance fee?"

Si Boheng tapped her head lightly with a black line.

"What are you talking about? I'm not a casual person, and I don't have the habit of keeping women. This is your money. I was sentenced to blackmail some time ago. This is their compensation."

ah?Tell black?She didn't sue!But she also understood that Mr. Si sued for her and won.

"So soon?"

She remembered that Gu Yanzhi had also sued those sunspots before, but it seemed that it took a long time before he was sentenced.