The Emperor’s Favorite Wife is a Little Sweet

   Chapter 2922 Treat him as air

  The man was walking out with a straight face, Fang Lan was caught off guard and the smile on his face froze. He hasn't left yet?

   "You didn't drink much of the black-bone chicken soup last night. I made it in the morning. You like to eat green vegetables, so I added a few more for you." Zhuang Shihao put the noodles on the table.

  Fang Lan sat down silently, picked it up and took a bite.

The black chicken soup is very fragrant, and the noodles are naturally smooth and delicious. Her eyes light up a little. She is very good at cooking, and she is keen to cook, but when someone cooks, she still enjoys this kind of rice very much. Come to the mouthful of life.

   Yes, why should he be cheap, enjoy it with peace of mind, and don't pay anyway.

  Fang Lan has decided that from now on, her life will realize the three principles of not taking the initiative, not rejecting, and not being responsible.

   As he did before.

  Thinking of this, a smile appeared on her lips, Zhuang Shihao also sat down, and when he saw her smile, he also curled his lips.

   There is also a bowl of noodles in front of him, because he has been watching Fang Lan eat carefully, he has not started it yet.

  Fang Lan handed over the bowl: "I still want it."

   "Well." Zhuang Shihao gave her half of the noodles.

   "Not enough."

  Zhuang Shihao didn't say anything, just gave it all to her, and then kept staring at her to eat.

  Fang Lan's appetite is not very big. In fact, he just ate a bowl, and it was almost done. He asked Zhuang Shihao for it, just because he didn't want him to eat well.

   At this moment, he gave her a whole bowl and piled it in her bowl. She couldn't eat it anymore. No matter how delicious it was, if she was full and then put it in her mouth, it was all torture.

   Therefore, Fang Lan could only pick one by one and send it to his mouth, which was a bit difficult to eat.

   "Is it enough?" Zhuang Shihao asked, "I will cook some more for you."

   "It's alright." Fang Lan had no choice but to continue eating, but it was really hard to eat.

  Zhuang Shihao smiled slightly, as if he saw through her, and looked at her with his arms crossed.

   At the end, Fang Lan pushed the bowl and said, "I'm full. No more!"

  Zhuang Shihao dragged her bowl, directly picked up the chopsticks she used, and ate the noodles.

  Fang Lan was stunned for a while, but he really didn't dislike it.

   Where was Zhuang Shihao from before?

   In Fang Lan's sight, Zhuang Shihao quickly finished eating the noodles and put the bowl in.

   There was the sound of water in the kitchen, and the sound of dishes colliding.

  It seems that he washed the dishes casually.

   When Fang Lan saw him coming out, he rolled up his sleeves, showing his forearms, and said with a smile, "Zhuang Zhuang's cleaners did a good job."

   "I won the prize." Zhuang Shihao agreed and then answered a phone call, "Then I'll go to work first, see you in the evening."

See you tonight? Who made an appointment to meet him tonight?

Fang Lan wanted to complain about him. He was talking to someone on the phone, so she had to give up. After Zhuang Shihao left, she looked around the house. There was no sign that the bed in Youyou's room or the two guest rooms had been moved. Dealing with a night in the living room?

   But how did he manage to leave his shirt so neat?

In the next few days, Zhuang Shihao came very often. Sometimes he came to accompany Fang Lan for dinner, sometimes he came back from socializing, just came to sit for a while, sometimes he stayed overnight, even if Fang Lan was locked out of the master bedroom door. do not mind.

  Fang Lan sometimes ignored him at all, and Fang Lan only regarded him as air when he was there.

   (end of this chapter)