Matriarch is Pretty and Cool

Bai Chuwei said very solemnly: "Han Han, do you have any misunderstandings about my eating habits? I don't like to eat fried foods, the ones you buy are eaten by my pets!"

Duan Feihan: "..."

Eaten by... a pet?

What pet eats so greasy?

Duan Feihan looked at Bai Chuwei's small face full of seriousness, and there was no joke in his dark eyes, and he suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

Duan Feihan's forehead lightly twitched: "So... the fried food at my father's rehabilitation banquet was all prepared for your pet?"

Bai Chuwei nodded, "Yes."

Duan Feihan quieted down instantly.

So... before he tried to adapt to this strange greasy taste, the result was the destruction of his own taste?

In the end, all of them went into the belly of little pets?

Duan Feihan raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, and asked in a low voice, "So what kind of food do you like?"

Of course it is light!

Few people in Xiuxian will eat greasy.

Bai Chuwei's fingers slipped from Duan Feihan's smooth ink hair and put them on his broad shoulders. Her tone of voice became longer: "Of course it's the same taste as Hanhan."

The villain in the future supposes her to know her better than anyone else, and her eating habits should be similar to her.

Duan Feihan's eyes opened like thick ink smearing on rice paper, becoming darker and deeper without bottoming out. His raised Adam's apple rolled unconsciously, and suddenly said, "Don't come back tomorrow morning."

Otherwise, he would run to take a cold shower without going to bed at five in the morning.

Bai Chuwei put a hand on his shoulder: "?"

Why can't she keep up with the rhythm of Feihan?

Bai Chuwei smiled and asked, "Then guess what, what am I running to find you at this time?"

Duan Feihan groaned, and said, "Discuss the revenue sharing of Xianyu Video?"

Just now, the number of online viewers in the live broadcast room exceeded 100 million.

The money that Bai Chuwei can get tonight alone can definitely break eight figures, pay attention to only tonight.

Bai Chuwei's eyes went dark: "I'm here to ask for my takeaway!!!"

Who will negotiate business with him? Does this future villain think he is seeing a client now?

Duan Feihan really does not live up to his ruthless workaholic personality! Thinking about how to make money all the time.

A trace of surprise flashed in Duan Feihan's eyes, and he wanted to... takeaway?

He thought she didn't care.

Duan Feihan walked towards the small kitchen, and his deep voice came like running water: "Sweet soup?"

Bai Chuwei followed in with great interest, "Han Han, would you do this?"

Duan Feihan's movements were like clouds and flowing water, and his tone was a little flat: "When I was a child, my mother used to make me drink." It just didn't happen anymore.

Bai Chuwei remembers that Duan Feihan’s villain’s character was seemingly deserted, but actually valued feelings, especially family affection.

The death of his mother and the death of Duan Xingye's nephew accelerated Duan Feihan's blackening in the later stage.

Standing next to him, Bai Chuwei exclaimed: "Death is never the end, forgetting is."

Duan Feihan's action of cooking sweet soup suddenly stopped, turning his head to stare at Bai Chuwei and asking: "So you have been thinking about that person and don't want to forget?"

Bai Chuwei answered naturally: "Yes, I don't want to forget." Otherwise, she would make a bowl of Mengpo soup for herself.

Duan Feihan ignored Bai Chuwei, only glanced at the moonlight outside the window.

Oh, Bai Yueguang.