Fuyechuan was afraid that others would not know. This was sent to her, Su Nan!

Su Nan was speechless. He scolded him 10000 times in his heart. This dog man is sick!

Can't fuyechuan be a general manager?

Why do you always want to conquer the kitchen?

But also implicated her, pulled her out from time to time to slip around.

His uncle's!

The following people flattered:

"Mr. Fu's Crispy cake is really great..."

"Mr. Fu is powerful. How happy it is to have your own cooking..."

"When you are in good faith, the golden stone is open!"

……

Su Nan said "ha ha".

This happiness to them, they dare to want it?

After a while, Lu Qi finally couldn't help asking what everyone was saying:

"To tell you the truth, did you make this dessert yourself?"

Look, there are still people who don't want to cover their eyes and tell lies.

After a while, fuyechuan finally replied:

"No, but I'm trying it myself."

A short and comprehensive answer.

Everyone finally shut up.

In the evening, Su Nan gets off work.

Stopped by the front desk.

"Mr. Su, someone sent you something."

Su Nan picks her eyebrows. She doesn't remember anything. Express delivery is also directly related to the building.

I walked over to have a look. It was an exquisite small food box.

Open it, a box of crisp!

Su Nan's face changed immediately. Damn it, Fu YeChuan is still haunted.

She smiled and pushed her over. "I haven't had dinner yet. Take it back to eat..."

The receptionist is flattered. God, this is a snack for Su Nan.

President Su is so approachable!

"Thank you, President Su!"

After Su Nan left, she opened it and saw that there was a note in it.

Someone wrote fluently and beautifully with a pen:

"I held back a lot of words, but I didn't hold back thinking of you - fuyechuan.".

The front desk was suddenly stiff. God, what did she find?

Did President Fu give this to President Su?

Is it written by President Fu?

……

Su Nan was already on her way back when she received the call.

As soon as the phone rang, she answered it without seeing it clearly.

"Hello, who..."

"Su Nan, crisp... Is it delicious?"

Damn fuyechuan.

His voice was warm, deep and sweet.

Su Nan paused. "Mr. Fu, can your hobby not be so simple?"

Leave the kitchen alone!

Let her go!

Fuyechuan smiled in a low voice. "I have learned how to make snacks. Wu Tutu's craft has always been good. I will learn it."

He seems to be very persistent in cooking. He uses his unyielding energy in the kitchen.

How to think how strange.

Su Nan rolled her eyes in silence, "then I wish you success in your studies."

Fu YeChuan paused. "I've started to do what you've done to experience your feelings. Su Nan, I'm really sorry that I hurt you so much."

The phone was silent for a few seconds.

Su Nan then hung up the phone.

They haven't reached the point where they can calmly talk about the past.

Not to mention is the limit.

Fuyechuan looked at the dark screen and keenly felt every emotional change of Su Nan. She was avoiding this question.

Because she was sad.

Those sorrows were like crisscrossed sharp blades, which scratched onto him in strands.

It's all karma.

Wu Tutu came out of the kitchen and managed to clean up the expensive kitchen. He hoped Fu would always give up his love for cooking.

These days, the matching blue and white porcelain fell. I don't know how many of them. Countless electrical appliances burned themselves in his hands

He is the number one killer in the kitchen. He is so poisonous!