Being a scumbag is the pinnacle, she was pampered by Mr. Fu to the heavens

Fang Fei slowed down her tone, but her voice was still cold: "Don't call me that in the future, it's inappropriate."

Fu Jingchuan didn't speak, but held Fang Fei's hand tightly. Fang Fei looked back at him and saw him frowning, lips pursed, and looking at her with red bloodshot eyes.

In Fang Fei's heart, Fu Jingchuan has always been a being that can be manipulated by him. Suddenly seeing him in such a fragile and painful state, she felt very uncomfortable, as if she had swallowed a nail and it was stuck in her throat. I couldn't spit it out or swallow it, and my heart felt like being pricked by dense needles, which continued to hurt.

Fang Fei pursed her lips: "Relax, I'm not leaving. I just want to go to the kitchen to get you something to eat."

"I don't believe it. I said so many hurtful words to you last night. You will definitely leave as soon as I let go."

Fang Fei bit her lip: "You also know that you are going too far."

"Of course I knew, and I regretted it soon, but I didn't even have the courage to go out and chase you. I was afraid of angering you even more and making you hate me even more. Fang Fei, I have never loved anyone. I thought loving someone was It's a simple thing based on instinct, but I found it to be more difficult than all the books I've read and everything I've done. Maybe I'm really not a qualified partner, so it's a good choice for you to leave me."

After Fu Jingchuan said these depressing words, he let go of Fang Fei's hand and turned his back to Fang Fei.

Because of his stomachache, his whole body curled up into a ball, looking particularly pitiful.

Fang Fei stood and looked at him for a while, then went to the kitchen.

As a result, there was nothing in the refrigerator or cupboard. After thinking about it, she found the door key on the entrance cabinet and took it out.

Life in the city center was convenient. Fang Fei quickly bought vegetables and a bag of rice in the supermarket downstairs, then quickly brought them back upstairs to start cooking.

Fang Fei cooked it very quickly, and within forty minutes, three dishes and one soup were ready.

After serving the table, she went into the bedroom and asked Fu Jingchuan to eat.

Fu Jingchuan fell asleep, but whether it was because of his stomachache or because of her, his brows were furrowed in his sleep.

She originally wanted not to disturb him and let him continue sleeping, but considering that he might not have eaten all day, and long-term fasting would only make the stomach problem worse, she patted him on the shoulder: "Wake up, eat something before going to sleep."

Fu Jingchuan slowly woke up and opened his tired eyes: "Baby, it's really you..."

Then he smiled bitterly: "Fool, she has already been angry with you, how can she be here?"

He closed his eyes and continued to sleep.

Fang Fei's nose felt sore and she almost cried. She bit her lip to hold it back. She wiped the moisture in her eyes with her sleeves and patted him gently: "It's really me. I made some dishes that are more nourishing to the stomach. If you really feel uncomfortable and don’t want to get up, then lie down and I will feed you.”

Seeing that he was not awake, Fang Fei was about to pat him again, but his hand was caught. The next second, he pulled her to his mouth and kissed her.

Fang Fei's heart was beating very fast, and she tried not to show any change in her tone of voice: "Can you get up?"

"Get up," Fu Jingchuan opened his eyes, stretched his brows, and kissed the back of her hand, "This is the first time the baby has cooked for me. Naturally, I have to sit at the dining table and taste it."

Fang Fei tried to pull her hand away: "You are already joking, so get up quickly."

He groaned and frowned again: "Actually, it still hurts."

Fang Fei didn't know whether he was really in pain or pretending to be in pain, but she helped him to the restaurant after all.

Fu Jingchuan tasted the pork ribs with yam, stir-fried cabbage, tofu stuffed with meat, and beef stir-fried with celery. He praised each one and finally concluded: "It's really delicious. It ranks first among all the dishes I have ever eaten." existence. As the saying goes, to capture a man's heart, you must first capture his stomach. But my heart has been grasped by you. If I eat your food again, I'm afraid I will be eaten by you for the rest of my life. It’s dead.”

Fang Fei's resentment towards him had been worn away by his pain. She pushed the millet porridge in front of him: "You also have to eat some staple food. Just eat until you are seven to eight cents full."

"I want to eat them all."

"That won't work, or your stomach will hurt again."

Fang Fei originally didn't plan to eat, but it was obvious that he was devouring the food, looking like he wanted to lick the plate clean. She was worried that he would really finish it all, but she still took the bowl and chopsticks to eat.

After the meal, she was going to wash the dishes, but Fu Jingchuan held her hand: "The food you cook is delicious, but you just have to do it occasionally for fun. I can't bear to let such white and tender hands deal with the greasy kitchen every day."

Fang Fei snorted: "The hand is mine, you have nothing to do with it."

"Of course I can take care of it. You are my girlfriend. My girlfriend only needs to be as beautiful as a flower. She doesn't need to wash her hands and make soup, and she doesn't need to make money to support the family."

"I am my ex-girlfriend." Fang Fei corrected him, "Save these words for your new girlfriend later."

Fu Jingchuan, who hadn't eaten all day and night, felt that his stomach ached no longer and he had some strength after eating. He held Fang Fei on his lap and asked her to sit facing him, as if coddling a child, he patiently Touching her face: "Okay, just treat us as separated, but you can give me another chance and let me chase you again, okay?"