Splendid Rebirth: Good Morning Mrs. Fu

Gu Ninghuan was frightened by Fu Xishen and immediately sat up from the bed, her hands tightly clutching the quilt on her chest, with great panic on her face: "How did you come in."

"This is my home, there is nowhere I can't go." Fu Xishen looked at her expressionlessly.

Gu Ninghuan hugged the quilt in her arms and got out of bed. She looked at the locked door, and the chair was still blocked there, without any change.

Fu Xishen didn't come in through the door, but where did he come in.

"Fu Xishen, you... You are getting more and more strange now. Even if I am your life assistant, can you break into my room without authorization at night? Do you know that I can call the police for your behavior? Catch you!" Gu Ninghuan was a little angry, she never thought that Fu Xishen would become such a hateful person half a year later.

Fu Xi looked coldly at Gu Ninghuan who was full of guard against him, and said, "The phone is there, you can call the police."

Gu Ninghuan: "..."

She just said that calling the police was purely to scare Fu Xishen, how could she really call the police.

Both Gu Ninghuan and Fu Xishen are public figures, if she calls the police, if the news about her late night stay in Fu's villa gets out, wouldn't it be the headlines every minute.

She can't afford to lose this man.

Gu Ninghuan forcibly suppressed the panic in his heart, and said word by word: "Fu Xishen, what are you going to do when you enter my room late at night? Do you want to force me to sleep with you while I'm sleeping?"

"When did I force you to sleep with me? Or do you think I forced you the last time we were together." Fu Xishen spoke calmly and indifferently.

Gu Ninghuan was at a loss for words for a while, the last time, strictly speaking, it wasn't Fu Xishen forcing her.

But she wasn't just taking the initiative. If it was serious, the last time it should be regarded as a momentary fire between two adults, which led to something between adults.

However, that kind of thing will only happen once, and there will never be a next time.

Gu Ninghuan blushed when he thought of the absurdity that happened between the two of them in this villa last time.

"You lower your head and don't speak, are you thinking about something?" Fu Xishen said indifferently, looking at her unabashedly.

Gu Ninghuan came back to his senses, and stared at him a little dissatisfied: "Stop making trouble, your technique is so poor, I've forgotten what you've done, how could you still think about it."

"Really? But last time you reacted clearly that you enjoyed it, or I should try my best to remind you of the last time." Fu Xishen raised his hand to unbutton his shirt, and his eyes became much more dangerous.

Gu Ninghuan shook his head vigorously: "No, no, no, I don't want it! Fu Xishen, what are you doing in my room today! Either tell me your purpose, or get out!"

"I'm hungry, I need something to eat." Fu Xishen stopped his fingers to unbutton his clothes, and said lightly.

Gu Ninghuan raised his hand and rubbed his sleepy face in depression: "If you are hungry, go find a maid! Besides, you can do it yourself, and it is useless for you to find me. I can't cook as well as you eat.'

"You are my life assistant now, if you don't look for someone, get out of here and go to the kitchen to cook." Fu Xishen raised her eyes and glanced at her, then said coldly.

After he finished speaking, he walked towards the door, pushed aside the chair that Gu Ninghuan used to block the door, raised his hand, opened the door and walked out.

Gu Ninghuan watched his back gradually disappear, and sat on the bed holding the quilt a little depressed.

She picked up the phone that was charging, and checked that the time was two o'clock in the morning. Fu Xishen actually came to her room at two o'clock in the morning, and woke her up just to let her cook.

Gu Ninghuan wondered if Fu Xishen had taken some wrong medicine, or why his behavior was so abnormal.

She let go of the quilt, raised her hand and patted her face vigorously, half-forced herself to wake up, and then got up to change into her underwear.

Part of the reason why she was so nervous just now was because she had the habit of sleeping in underwear. If she didn't use the quilt to cover her body, she would probably be naked in front of Fu Xishen.

Just imagining this possibility, Gu Ninghuan felt his face get hotter.

Gu Ninghuan washed his face with cold water again to wake himself up, and then walked out of the room with his mobile phone. Fu Xishen was already waiting for her in the restaurant.

She looked at Fu Xishen, even though it was two o'clock in the middle of the night, the computer in front of him was still on, and this man was still used to working in all his free time.

Gu Ninghuan looked back at the man, walked into the kitchen, looked at the clean kitchen utensils inside, but didn't know what to do.

Her cooking skills are really average. In the past, she had maids and Fu Xishen in Kyoto. Later, when she went to the United States, she did not bring the Chu family's servants there, but she did not often cook, but went out to eat.

Occasionally, I don't want to go out, so I buy vegetables and cook for myself.

After half a year of experience, her cooking skills are not very good, but they are not too bad either.

But would Fu Xishen like to eat what she made?

Gu Ninghuan looked at Fu Xishen who was sitting in the restaurant and asked, "What do you want to eat?"

"Whatever." Fu Xishen replied directly without giving Gu Ninghuan a look.

Gu Ninghuan puffed up her cheeks slightly, and really wanted to pick up the frying pan in her hand, and give Fu Xishen a fierce meal: If he can eat whatever he likes, then why did he wake her up, and drink it by himself? A little water or a piece of dry bread will do.

But now Gu Ninghuan is Fu Xishen's life assistant after all, so of course she can't say that to her boss.

Gu Ninghuan opened the refrigerator resignedly, took out some meat and vegetables, quickly made three dishes and one soup, and put them on the dining table.

Afterwards, he filled two more bowls of rice, put one bowl in front of Fu Xishen, and kept the other bowl for himself.

Fu Xishen looked at Gu Ninghuan who was sitting in front of him, didn't say anything, just closed the computer in front of him and put it aside.

He picked up the chopsticks and picked up the braised lion head made by Gu Ninghuan in front of him, put it into a bowl, tasted it, and found that it tasted surprisingly good.

Half a year ago, Gu Ninghuan was still a very poor cook, but half a year later, she could even cook a delicious lion's head.

She changed a lot, and when she had those changes, he was never by her side.

After Gu Ninghuan saw Fu Xishen took a bite of the braised lion head she made, Fu Xishen, who became silent, frowned slightly.

All the dishes she cooks today are her specialties, so it shouldn't be so unpalatable that Fu Xishen can't speak.

Gu Ninghuan picked up a lion's head, tasted it, and found that the taste was not bad, and it was not that bad.

Then why Fu Xishen looked so silent.

Gu Ninghuan raised his hand and waved at Fu Xishen's eyes: "Why don't you move? Isn't my cooking delicious?"