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Chapter 602 The man was expressionless: "How is she?"

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    ¡°Well, is her cooking skills that bad?

    In her impression, at least in those years abroad, when she served that master, he was quite useful.

    He disliked her small breasts, short legs, and small mouth, but he never disliked her poor cooking skills.

    Nan Huan took a spoon, dug out a spoonful of rice porridge from the pot, tasted it, and thought it was okayit tasted good.

    Facts have proved that it is not her cooking skills that are the problem, but Mu Xiaozhao's mouth being too chewy.

    Nan Huan estimates that her level may be like this. Mu Xiaozhao is too difficult to take care of. Otherwise, why not call and order a takeaway from Quanjude?

    Didn¡¯t she want black rice porridge and xiaolongbao?

    Well, Nan Huan thought so and went to order food on her phone.

    But the phoneis not on me, it seems to be on the sofa outside.

    Nan Huan walked out of the kitchen and saw the mobile phone lying on the sofa in the living room from a distance, but she didn't pick it up in the end.

    Because she was completely distracted by the strong headlights outside the villa.

    She squinted her eyes, changed direction, opened the door and walked out.

    At Fallingwater Villa, you can hear the sound of the gurgling stream. Stepping on the cobblestones through the viewing garden, opening the white painted carved door, you will see a tall and straight man leaning on the car door.

    He has a cold temperament, wearing black clothes and black trousers, and his whole body is covered in the shade of ancient trees in the sky. His whole body is cool and proud, and his eyes are extremely distant and indifferent.

    Nan Huan¡¯s eyes moved down slightly and landed on the insulated lunch box he was holding. It looked like it was five or six stories high.

    She stepped forward and took the insulated lunch box from the man's hand, and said calmly, "Would you like to come in and sit down?"

    The man had no expression on his face and asked coldly: "How is she?"

    Nan Huan said matter-of-factly: "It's better, but the fever hasn't gone away yet."

    "Have you not eaten for a day?"

    Nan Huan nodded: "She said she has no appetite and is very difficult to take care of."

    Sheng Xixiu hummed in understanding, but couldn't help but ask in his usual cold tone: "Didn't I tell you to take good care of her?"

    Nan Huan was inexplicably yelled by him, and his whole body became a little angry.

    She frowned silently, looking at the man's gradually wrinkled dark eyebrows for a while, and suddenly said in a funny voice: "Please, if the mouth is on her body, don't eat if she has no appetite, I can still open her mouth."  Are you forcing her to eat? Or, does Chief Shanda often force her to do things she doesn't like? Is he always forceful? "

    The man did not respond. His beautiful phoenix eyes were slightly raised and he looked at the place where the lights were turned on on the second floor.

    "Aren't you asleep yet?"

    When Nan Huan came downstairs, Mu Zhao was so drowsy that she was indeed not asleep, but it didn't mean that she was still awake now.

    She said: "Maybe he fell asleep, maybe he didn't."

    After she finished speaking, she repeated again: "Want to go in and sit down?"

    Sheng Xixiu withdrew his gaze and looked at Nan Huan with his deep phoenix eyes in a mean and cold manner: "The woman you want to revenge has already moved into the White House."

    Nan Huan¡¯s hand holding the lunch box suddenly tightened: ¡°Really?¡±

    Sheng Xixiu raised her rose-colored lips coolly and said lightly: "You take good care of her, and I will arrange for you to see her."

    Nan Huan Leng Ding Ding refused: "No!"

    "You don't want revenge?"

    Nan Huan sneered: "Revenge also involves killing someone with a borrowed knife, right?"

    "She killed the child in your belly, how can you kill the enemy with your bare hands?"

    "You can't risk your own life, what do you think, Sheng Shuai?"

    The man narrowed his eyes and smiled coolly and sarcastically: "Well, whose knife do you want to borrow?" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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