Splendid Rebirth: Good Morning Mrs. Fu

Chapter 702

But Gu Ninghuan couldn't let herself go on like this, she couldn't stay by Fu Xishen's side.

But if she left rashly, all her hard work for so many days would be wiped out.

She needs to find a way to let Fu Xishen take the initiative to drive her away.

Gu Ninghuan lay on the bed, closed his eyes, and already had an idea in his heart.

The next morning, Gu Ning woke up very early. After she got up and washed, she went straight to the kitchen and began to prepare breakfast.

When she was preparing breakfast, the servants tried to enter the kitchen to help Gu Ninghuan, but unexpectedly, Gu Ninghuan refused them all.

The servant cannot disobey Gu Ninghuan's will and go into the kitchen to help, nor can he let Gu Ninghuan work in the kitchen alone.

After thinking about it, they could only stand outside the kitchen and watch Gu Ninghuan's every move with worry.

Frankly speaking, Gu Ninghuan's cooking posture is not very skilled, but it is not that bad. It's just that the ingredients she threw into the pot while cooking made the servants on the sidelines frown, and reminded her several times, but Gu Ninghuan told them to leave it alone.

Gu Ninghuan put the prepared breakfast on the dining table, then turned around to make milk for Fu Xishen.

Fu Xishen walked to the dining table and sat down, his eyes fell on the breakfast in front of him, after a brief glance, his eyes were slightly cold, he looked up at Gu Ninghuan: "This is the breakfast you prepared?"

"Hmm! What's the matter, don't you think it's bad?" Gu Ninghuan put the milk in front of Fu Xishen, with an obvious smile in his eyes.

Fu Xishen looked at her: "You think it's good, then you eat."

After he finished speaking, he turned to look at the servant and said, "Prepare another breakfast."

"Yes, sir." The servant bowed his head and replied.

Gu Ninghuan hurriedly stopped: "No! Since you asked me to prepare it, why did you ask the servant to do it? You are clearly wasting my hard work. Don't think that I will cook for you in the future!"

"Your painstaking effort is to put countless peppers?" Fu Xishen looked at Gu Ninghuan expressionlessly.

Hearing what Fu Xishen said, the servant couldn't bear to look at the breakfast on the dining table.

Among the food made by Gu Ninghuan, almost every dish has a thick layer of chili peppers, even the skin of the buns is sprinkled with chili powder, which reveals a strange red color, which makes people feel a little disgusted just by looking at it. Can't live.

Being directly pointed out by this man Fu Xishen about her putting chili peppers, Gu Ninghuan felt a little guilty: "What do you know, this is a new dish I researched, and chili peppers are very good! Not only can it warm the body, it also contains vitamins. The content is also very high.”

"Well, then you eat." Fu Xishen looked at her, took a sip from the glass in front of him.

He didn't know how much pepper Gu Ninghuan put into the meal in front of him, he could feel the spiciness just by sitting at the table.

Gu Ninghuan pursed her lips, looking at the thick layer of red oil in the noodle soup she made, she felt her throat hurt.

"If you don't eat, I'll let Song Ci's company go bankrupt." Fu Xishen took a look at the phone and said lightly.

Gu Ninghuan: "..."

Fu Xishen, who was half a year ago, might do such a thing to vent his anger, and Fu Xishen, whose morality has declined significantly half a year later, is even more likely to do such a thing.

Gu Ninghuan picked up the chopsticks, lightly tapped the red oil soup next to the noodles, and then touched it with the tip of her tongue, only to feel a spicy taste flooding her nostrils, which made her even breathe with pain.

She covered her lips, coughing uncontrollably from the heat, and waved her hand to the servant for water, but the servant poured a glass of water in a hurry and didn't hand it over.

Fu Xishen had already poured a glass of iced milk for Gu Ninghuan. After Gu Ninghuan took the milk glass and drank it, the hotness on the tip of his tongue eased a little.

She looked at Fu Xishen with red eyes, only to realize that Fu Xishen handed her the milk cup she just drank.

Gu Ninghuan smiled reluctantly: "Although this dish looks a little spicy, it's still quite delicious, do you want to try it?"

Fu Xishen looked at her without speaking.

Gu Ninghuan: "..."

She also felt that what she said just now was a bit false, what was she doing and why would she say such stupid things.

But Gu Ninghuan just felt reconciled, obviously she made such a table for Fu Xishen, but she didn't expect that instead of embarrassing Fu Xishen, she got herself into it.

Why in the world is there such a truth.

Gu Ninghuan poured herself another glass of milk, and sat opposite Fu Xishen to sip it. She knew she shouldn't feel wronged, but she just felt wronged.

Why was she always at a disadvantage every time she met Fu Xishen.

"Remove this table of dishes, and prepare a new table of lighter food." Gu Ninghuan poured himself another glass of iced milk and drank it in small sips.

Fu Xishen picked up the chopsticks with a calm expression, picked up the noodle she tasted just now, put it in her mouth, and ate it expressionlessly.

Gu Ninghuan was frightened by Fu Xishen's actions. She walked up to Fu Xishen with the milk, and looked at him cautiously: "Aren't you spicy?"

The man looked at her sideways, raised his hand to pinch her chin, and kissed her directly.

Gu Ninghuan did not expect that Fu Xishen would kiss her suddenly. She still held the ice milk in her hand, and she did not dare to let go, so she could only sit stiffly on the spot, passively bearing Fu Xishen's kiss.

Her lips and tongue also quickly tasted the spicy taste of Fu Xishen's mouth, but she didn't feel any discomfort after drinking iced milk.

When Gu Ninghuan didn't taste much spicy on the tip of his tongue, Fu Xishen slowly let go of her, but before leaving, the tip of his tongue still brushed her bright red lips as if nothing.

Holding the milk in his hand, Gu Ninghuan just looked at Fu Xishen: "You... what were you doing just now!"

"Spicy relief." Fu Xishen took a sip from the milk cup in Gu Ninghuan's hand, and said calmly.

The corners of Gu Ninghuan's lips were red: "Why did you kiss me, Jiela? Isn't there ice milk?"

"Why not use a more convenient method." Fu Xishen said.

Gu Ninghuan blushed from Fu Xishen's anger, but she cooked all the dishes on the table today, and even everything was her own fault.

The servant standing next to him was so surprised that his eyeballs would fall out when he saw what happened just now.

Obviously, Ms. Gu had kept saying before that she and her husband had nothing to do with each other, but in the end, the two people who had nothing to do with each other actually kissed in front of them.

"What are you doing in a daze, and you haven't removed all the dishes from the table." Fu Xishen tapped on the table with his fingers and said.

The servant, who was stunned just now, hastily lowered his head and stepped forward, and took all the food with red chili peppers on the table.