Chapter 939

I was just going to talk about how powerful my boss is. The strength of my boss is not only in this base.

But being stirred by the constant congee, looking at their present state, Siyu suddenly feels that she has nothing to say, she just wants to be quiet!

Don't ask her who she is!

Chang Cong over there seems to realize that there are still outsiders here, and stares at Feng Tingmo.

Just with the eyes of water, there is no threat at all, only full of spring is left.

"Can you take me to the kitchen? I want to make a soup Chang Cong cleaned up his mood, turned to look at Siyu and asked.

"Make soup. Can you make soup?" Siyu looks at changcong in surprise. He doesn't expect that changcong can cook.

Often porridge face with a smile: "naturally do, taste good, later you can try." Naturally, she can cook. After all, if she can't cook, how will she live for so many years.

Siyu also suddenly reflected the identity of changcong. According to this identity, he really can cook. After all, the life of changcong seems to be a little hard.

To be reasonable, if it wasn't for the identity information of changcong, Siyu couldn't imagine that changcong had lived so hard.

Because only from the point of view of behavior, the etiquette style of changcong is totally different from that of those famous ladies. Siyu doesn't know how to describe it. Anyway, changcong has a kind of temperament.

Although it doesn't seem to come from a famous family, Siyu thinks that the smell of changcong is more authentic than those celebrities. It's strange to say that a person with a normal status has such a good upbringing. It's a very contradictory thing. It happens to Chang Cong.

Siyu can't understand this matter, but she is not a person who will stick to these indifferent things. If she can't figure it out, she won't think about it any more. Anyway, she likes this person!

"Yes, yes, I haven't eaten your cooking yet." Siyu forgets her doubts in a twinkling of an eye. She is full of happiness. She hasn't had a meal made of congee!

Siyu is in high spirits. Leng Buding feels cool again behind him.

Originally, she stopped abruptly, because she felt a familiar sight.

Siyu is about to cry, but I don't know if it's because I feel the danger, but the operation is fast.

Siyu suddenly realized that the boss didn't release the air-conditioning to himself because he wanted to eat the food made of congee!

After thinking about it, it's really possible! After all, according to the boss's strong possessiveness, the possibility of his unprovoked conjecture is really not low.

What's more, Siyu remembers that when she closed the house, she had never seen Chang Cong cooking. Otherwise, she would not have been so surprised to hear Chang Cong cooking.

No, I haven't had a meal made of congee before!

It has to be said that, to some extent, Siyu really guessed right. In fact, Feng Tingmo realized for the first time that Chang Cong could cook.

Have a meal made of congee? Of course, it's never been. After all, before he took the initiative to oppress Chang Cong, how could a woman bring it up to cook for him!

It can't happen at all. There's no tension between them, but there's no right time to talk about it.

In fact, if it were not for today's coincidence, Feng Tingmo would not have thought of this.

Obviously, Siyu's idea is real.

Originally, the boss's possessiveness was terrible. In addition, he had never eaten a meal made of congee before. In this case, it can be simplified as that she was fighting with the boss to eat a dish made of congee!

Although the dishes made with congee are not as delicious as those star rated chefs, it obviously means that they are totally different!

Think rain subconsciously of some counsels, feel oneself eldest brother's line of sight simply want to condense into essence good! But think of can eat the dish that often congee does, think of rain evil from the side of gall.

Stiff twisted his head, pretending that he did not realize that the boss is the line of sight, but the expression on his face is a little stiff.

God knows she's beginning to sweat on her forehead now!

"What's the matter, uncomfortable?" Often porridge porridge is to ask originally, just don't know why, looking at the appearance of Siyu a little strange.

His face was a little stiff, and his expression was unnatural.

Often gruel some strange: "is just tired?"

Chang Cong is really concerned about this sentence, because last night it was Siyu who took care of them all the time, and their disorderly playing obviously brought more trouble to Siyu.

Think of here, often porridge is really a little uncomfortable.

It's really troublesome.

"No... it's ok... I'm just a little tired, ha ha..." Siyu explained awkwardly that there was no good reason to just follow the usual gruel.

I didn't expect that my stiff reaction would be seen.

In order to avoid constant porridge continue to ask, think rain had to directly change the topic.

"I'll... I'll take you to the kitchen now, and then you can make soup." Think rain stiff scalp, pull stiff smile said.

God knows that after she talks, her boss's sight is even colder, OK! Siyu wants to go up directly and leave the room with changcong! It's better to fight against the terrible sight of our boss here!

"Well, that's fine." Fortunately, Chang Cong didn't say anything. She responded directly, which really moved Siyu. She was really afraid of any accident in the middle of the way.

Fortunately, according to the character of the eldest brother, he should not say anything, although he may have some good fruit to eat at some time, and those who think about rain are not promising.

But so what! At least she is the first one to eat the food made of congee! Think about the rain, the heart is a little excited, even in the heart for their boss's sense of terror have dissipated some.

It's a big deal. I'll find brother liehuo to protect myself! Anyway, this is not the first time. Siyu said that he has no pressure at all.

Chang Cong didn't know the difference between the other two people. He turned and looked at Feng Tingmo.

"I went to the kitchen to cook a soup. I stewed it for my mother before. It's good for my health."

When it comes to mom, Chang Cong's eyes flashed, some things flashed in front of her eyes, and soon recovered to nature.

Originally, this soup was cooked for Feng Tingmo, so Chang Cong didn't hide it from him, but he felt embarrassed. After all, this is the first time to cook soup for a man.