[BL] After I Became Pregnant with the Son of a Wealthy Boss | ✓

Chapter 42

Yu Han stared expressionlessly at Luo Jinsheng not far away. If eyes could kill, Luo Jinsheng would probably have died ten thousand times. When He Xingyu came out to serve porridge, he also saw a tall figure standing there like a door god. He looked down at the empty bowl, and he really didn't expect... Actor Luo, who had always been a one-timer, was holding him back.

He originally thought that Actor Luo was ill and in poor health. The food sent by the Taoist Temple was really mediocre. He was afraid that he would not be able to eat well and would be sick again and his body would recover slowly. When he was preparing, he thought that five bowls would definitely be enough, and the other half would be enough. It is left to the head of the Yu family.

But who knows... The head of the Yu family drank it without caring about how hot it was. He thought that it would be warmed up again and again. If it happened to be Luo Yingdi's side, the rest could be taken back by the head of the Yu family, and he could share more, but Who knows...

After all calculations, I still made a mistake. I didn't expect that Actor Luo probably had no appetite and didn't eat much yesterday, and the lag was so bad that it broke the record.

When he passed by Yu Han, he felt inexplicably guilty, especially when he met Yu Han's faint gaze, looking at... he felt a little aggrieved for no reason. Thinking of the foodie nature of the head of the Yu family, the other party followed him when he was scooping up porridge. He just stood there without saying a word, but he could even think of the silent accusation in the other person's eyes: He almost burped! Just say it once and that's enough?

He Xingyu lowered his eyes and glanced at Yu Han quickly out of the corner of his eye. Even he didn't notice that his voice had softened and said with a comforting tone: "This porridge has gone cold and won't taste good anymore."

Yu Han looked at it expressionlessly . Touch him: He can smell it, it's just the right time to drink it.

He Xingyu's eyelashes trembled quickly, and he coaxed and comforted: "Actually, I plan to make other things after this is over, such as...songhua belly, hot and sour bamboo shoots, sauce-flavored noodles, sauce tofu meat, of course, these are the ingredients It's not enough, otherwise I would have more, and it tastes better than porridge, right?" So, let's not drink this leftover porridge?

Every time He Xingyu reported a name, it was obviously a very ordinary dish, but after tasting the ordinary fish fillet porridge and turning it into something magical in He Xingyu's hands, Yuhan's eyes were astonishingly bright, but there was no expression on his face. But it was after He Xingyu stopped that he said: "Yes."

He Xingyu originally thought that the head of the Yu family would be angry. He was surprised that he didn't hear the other party's reply at first, but after hearing such a simple word, he became even more confused: Yes? have what?

He turned his head and looked into Yuhan's astonishingly bright eyes. Perhaps seeing the confusion in his eyes, he explained solemnly: "There are ingredients, lots of them, enough." Even if there isn't, there will be. , he would not allow no.

He Xingyu was stunned for a moment, looking at the light in the eyes of the head of the Yu family. For some reason, his hands shook and the porridge almost spilled. Why did he have an ominous premonition? But the words had already been spoken, and he was thinking that the head of the Yu family had been following him for so long just for the porridge. Forget it, he had to feed the people no matter how many ingredients he prepared while he watched them being cooked.