Chapter 984

Feng churui looked at her stupidity and sat in a chair at a loss. While serving her soup, he asked, "are you scared?"

Wu Xuewei sipped the soup bowl. If the bowl was big enough, she really wanted to bury her head directly in the bowl. Hearing him ask, her ears began to burn.

"Why don't you talk?"

"Well... A little..." especially when his hard y part was against her, she was a little afraid until he pulled her up.

Remember the beginning. The page was used by him... It hurt to death.

Feng churui takes a sip of soup. Jun's face is slightly red. She is still young and just over 20. She may not know much about men's s s theory.

His reaction is just a normal male reaction.

But seeing her so scared, she still had some regrets. She shouldn't have been drunk at the beginning. To her, she should be treated gently.

"Xuewei." He called her faintly.

Wu Xuewei lowered her head to pick up the rice and replied, "hmm?"

Feng churui was glad that she didn't look up, otherwise she would see his embarrassment. He still said in a low voice, "that was a man's normal reaction just now. Don't be afraid."

Ah?

Wu Xuewei forgot to chew a mouthful of rice in her mouth and looked up at him blankly. Is he explaining to her?

"Men move. When it's sunny, they will react. That's a normal s phenomenon. So don't be afraid." Seeing that she was puzzled, he continued to add.

"Oh, I see." Wu Xuewei nodded quickly. At the dinner table, he explained to himself the normal s-reason phenomenon of men. It's really embarrassing, okay!

"The food is delicious." Feng churui was slow. He tasted every dish before praising it.

"Really?!" Wu Xuewei raised her head and looked at him with her eyes shining.

"You make it with your heart. Of course it's delicious."

Wu Xuewei was embarrassed to scratch her head. "In fact, it's not my own credit. My aunt has been helping me. Since you like it, shall I cook it for you every day?"

Feng churui put down his chopsticks and looked at her for a moment. "Xuewei, I've received your intention, but don't cook in the future. The kitchen is not a suitable place for you to stay. Cooking occasionally can cultivate Q. fun, not every day."

"Why?" Wu Xuewei doesn't understand. He clearly thinks it's delicious, doesn't he?

"Give me your hand." He held out his palm to her.

Wu Xuewei hesitated and slowly put her hand in his palm. He took her hand and pulled it to his eyes. He saw several obvious small marks on the back of her hand, "how does it feel to be splashed by oil? Doesn't it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt very much..."

"Really?" He asked quietly, then put down her hand, wiped the corners of her lips with a napkin, and got up: "I'm ready to eat. Take your time."

Then he walked out of the restaurant.

Wu Xuewei rubbed the oil marks on the back of her hand and looked at his back when he left. She felt a little blocked.

She can't help him. She can't be as smart and capable as Wu Yuqing and can be in politics. Zhishang gave him some unique opinions and could accompany him to dinner parties and entertainment with ease.

She doesn't like meals, let alone attending commercial banquets. She can't help him with anything except sticking to him.

She felt that the Feng family chose Wu Yuqing as their daughter-in-law for a reason. Wu Yuqing's appearance, family background and social skills are obvious to all.