The Almighty Men’s Clothes Boss is a Girl

Ling Han felt sorry for An Chen, especially when he prevented An Chen from eating something.

Stomach disease is really a disease that Ling Han hates very much. It can't be cured, it can only rely on recuperation, and it's like a bomb, it doesn't know when it will explode once.

An Chen suffers from stomach problems very frequently, sometimes for no reason, even if he doesn't eat anything, he doesn't treat him badly, An Chen's stomach problems have become a habit.

Others eat whatever they want, An Chen can't, alcohol is a taboo, luckily An Chen doesn't touch it, except for this, don't eat cold, spicy, sour and greasy.

In addition, there are some allergic foods, some foods will become the triggers of illness, and they should be avoided. Anyway, it is a lot of things.

The only fortunate thing is that An Chen is very obedient, Ling Han won't let her eat, she won't touch it, and occasionally chanting a few words, but it's just chanting.

It is said that An Chen can be tricked away with food, but it is actually nothing.

An Chen is usually a child, who can't be more childish and cute, but if something happens to him, An Chen will be stronger than everyone imagined.

Ling Han feels that An Chen is very similar to a kind of flower, not the baby's breath that An Chen likes, but chamomile.

The flower language of chamomile is: strength in adversity, strength in suffering, healing with a fresh attitude, and hope in the world is immortal because of her.

After the waiter left, he came back again, holding the vinegar that An Chen asked for.

An Chen poured some into the bowl containing the wontons, then scooped up a wonton with a spoon, then poured a little more into the spoon.

The taste of wonton is quite satisfactory, but the sour taste covered by vinegar is also similar.

An Chen ate three wontons, and then drank a few sips of soup, the meal ended simply.

After eating, An Chen nestled in the stool and finished using his mobile phone, waiting for the others to finish eating.

"Eat a little more, you eat too little." Fu Yanxing seemed to coax a child.

"No, I'm full." An Chen shook his head and refused.

Ji Xuan glanced at Fu Yanxing, then pointed to crab roe tofu, Fu Yanxing nodded to express his understanding, then scooped up a little with a new spoon, cooled it and brought it to An Chen's mouth.

An Chen felt a spoon in his mouth, and unconsciously ate the food, but did not leave his hands and eyes from the phone.

Fu Yanxing smiled, and then scooped up a little more. It was the same process, and An Chen ate it again.

At first, he wanted to continue, but An Chen shook his head at the third spoonful, "I'm not stupid, I really don't want to eat."

Hearing this, there may not be any tricks to trick An Chen into eating more, so Fu Yanxing had to give up, and then planned to go to the airport to buy some snacks later, so as to save An Chen from getting hungry.

"Brother, let's buy a massage chair and put it in BJ's apartment." An Chen had a whim.

"I agree, I want two." Ling Han agreed.

"Me too." Fu Yanxing also joined in the fun.

"Then buy a massage sofa, and then take the current sofa downstairs." An Chen made a decision.

"Downstairs? An Xiaochen, don't tell me that the downstairs is also yours."

"Yeah, but it's not well-decorated, so it's been used as a warehouse, don't you know." An Chen finally looked up at Ling Han.

"I didn't know you had so many houses, Qianchen." Ling Han joked.

"Like you." An Chen replied.

"Your brother and I are already homeless, you don't know."

"Did you buy equipment again?" An Chen asked.

"No, two have been used as laboratories, one has been sold, and there is no place to live." Ling Han began to sell miserably.