Chapter 97 Dear~~
To be honest, Su Ran was really not sure that she could persuade Fu Siyu, but Fu Siyu compromised faster than she imagined.
Looking at Fu Siyu's stern side face, Su Ran wanted to laugh a little.
She secretly suppressed her smile, but Fu Siyu suddenly turned his head and caught her smile in his eyes.
Su Ran coughed and quickly hugged Fu Siyu's arm, "I'm so happy that you are willing to try my cooking."
With that said, Su Ran opened the lunch box and put the chopsticks into Fu Siyu's hands.
Fu Siyu hesitated for a moment, but still turned his attention to the food.
What Su Ran cooks are all home-cooked dishes. The level of sophistication is incomparable to that of a professional chef, but it is full of color, fragrance and appetite.
Fu Siyu took a bite, and Su Ran asked expectantly, "How was it? Is it delicious?"
Fu Siyu didn't say anything and continued to take the second and third bites.
A smile appeared in Su Ran's eyes, okay, this is the approved rhythm.
After all, Fu Siyu is at home and will never take a second bite of something he doesn’t like.
Fu Siyu was eating, and Su Ran had nothing to do, so she sat aside and drew.
By the time Fu Siyu finished eating, Su Ran had just completed the prototype of the painting in her hand.
Aware that Fu Siyu glanced at her hand, Su Ran thought that Fu Siyu might be curious, but embarrassed to ask, so she handed the drawing board directly to Fu Siyu, "Look , does my painting look good? ”
What Su Ran drew was the scene in the car when she and Fu Siyu returned home from the countryside last time.
In the picture, Su Ran is sitting in Fu Siyu's arms, gently lifting Fu Siyu's chin with his hand, with a smile in his eyes. Fu Siyu slightly raises his eyes, pinching the fingers of Su Ran's waist, and the roots are clear. .
The sky is full of stars outside the car window, and the lights inside the car are looming. The two people embracing each other are hidden in the shadows, but their eyes are surprisingly bright.
Light and dark interweave, full of tension.
Even people who have not experienced it personally can feel the unspeakable atmosphere, let alone those who have experienced it personally.
Almost instantly, the scene, touch, and smell at that time appeared in Fu Siyu's mind.
He tightened his hand on the drawing board unconsciously. He wanted to say that the painting was not bad, but when he thought of the half scarf, his expression darkened again, "Why didn't you also paint the half scarf? "
Puch, Su Ran is so funny, why didn't she find Fu Siyu so vindictive before?
She took out the scarf from her bag and handed it to Fu Siyu, "Is this what you are talking about?"
The first time Fu Siyu saw the scarf, his face turned dark.
But soon, he discovered something was different.
The main reason is that this one is uglier and rougher, and it is not a half one, but a complete one.
"I know I was wrong. I shouldn't have bought a fake gift to fool you. This is a gift that I rushed out for several days. I hope you won't be angry again, okay?"
Fu Siyu's eyes fell on the scarf, "You Where did you buy this?”
“I really made this myself, I swear.” Su Ran raised her hand, “You are the only one who has received this from me so far. People who make gifts with their own hands.”
To highlight the point, in this world, before you wear the book, it is not included.
Fu Siyu's eyes moved slightly and he wanted to say something, then he caught a glimpse of Su Ran's injured finger. He narrowed his eyes slightly and asked, "What's wrong with your hand?"
Su Ran He hurriedly hid his hands behind his back, "It's okay, I pressed him during filming. Please look at the scarf." Fu Siyu reached out, took Su Ran's arm, and opened her closed hand with force, and then saw that she There are some very small cuts on the fingers.
The injuries were not serious, most of them had scabs, but because Su Ran's skin was too fair, it looked a little conspicuous.
"Did you get it by knitting a scarf?"
"No, no." Su Ran tried her best to deny it, fearing that Fu Siyu would think she was pretending to be pitiful and deceiving him again.
But Fu Siyu pinched her wrist and touched the wound on her fingertips lightly, "I lied a lot when I should tell the truth, but I tried every means to hide it when I was really hurt. I really don't know you. What are you thinking about?"
"Aren't you afraid that I'm pretending to be pitiful again?"
The warmth from Fu Siyu's palms passed along the skin of his wrist and inexplicably reached Su Ran. Some confidence.
She pinched Fu Siyu's sleeves with her backhand and softened her tone, "I really know I was wrong. Please forgive me, okay?"
There was a slight shaking at the sleeves, and it was Su who lowered his eyes. Ran's eyes were shining brightly, and Fu Siyu's heart felt as if he had been brushed by Su Ran's curled eyelashes.
"Does it matter to you whether I am angry or not?"
Oh, Mr. Fu is acting arrogant like a child.
Su Ran quickly hugged his arm, "Of course it's important. You are my favorite man in this world. Of course I care about what you think."
Well, man, that’s not a lie either.
Hearing Su Ran's words, Fu Siyu's eyes moved slightly, and his eyes like a well fell on Su Ran's face.
It is undeniable that his heart, which had been angry because of Su Ran's deception in the past few days, was now in the clouds because of Su Ran's flattery.
Fu Siyu lowered his eyes. So far, he has not figured out why Su Ran predicted so many plots, and he is not sure whether she is the original Su Ran.
Strictly speaking, he was still wary of her.
But at the same time, this woman could easily affect his emotions. It could even be said that if Su Ran was confirmed to be safe, he wouldn't mind keeping her by his side.
Seeing that Fu Siyu remained silent, Su Ran felt uncomfortable. She stretched out her hand and poked Fu Siyu's wrist, "Fu"
"Why do you keep calling me Mr. Fu?" Fu Siyu suddenly spoke up, but brought up a completely unrelated topic.
"Huh?" Su Ran was stunned for a moment, and then according to her position as a canary that was gradually gaining the favor of the financial owner, she smiled at Fu Siyu politely, "Dear~"< br>
Su Ran could clearly feel that Fu Siyu's body stiffened for a moment, and then he frowned, "That's not what I meant, what's the point of it?"
"Oh." Su Ran has been immersed in various major novels for a long time, and she still has a little understanding of the boss's arrogant psychology.
Faced with Fu Siyu's rejection at this time, Su Ran followed his wrist and wrapped her arms around his neck consciously, staring at Fu Siyu with bright eyes, "I thought you would like this title. , you really don’t like it? My dear~~”
Su Ran’s voice was originally sweet, but now it slowed down and had a sense of coquettishness like Wu Nong’s soft words.
She leaned in front of her with a smile, and with three simple words, Fu Siyu was speechless.
Noticing the tightening of her arms around her waist, the smile in Su Ran's eyes deepened, "I made meals and scarves for you with my own hands. I promise I won't buy fake gifts for you in the future. I forgive you this time. Am I okay? I know you are the best~~"
If someone had told Fu Siyu before that he would compromise his principles because of a woman's words without the interference of a strong plot setting, he would have thought it was a fantasy.
However, at this time, looking at Su Ran's smiling face, Fu Siyu knew that he should not be too spoiled by Su Ran, but he still clearly heard himself saying, "Okay."
(End of this chapter)