Chapter 19

Jiang Xu stood at the table, some primly watching people serve dishes one by one, several times to stop talking.

The dishes on the table are rich in color, chicken, duck and fish. They are all hard dishes. They are delicious and delicious.

Fu Chenhan looked at her: "if you have something to say."

"Han Ye, you can't eat these things now..."

Fu Chenhan has a lot of unhealed wounds and bones. The lighter the diet, the better. But

The dishes on the table are all big fish and meat. They are greasy. Although they are very fragrant, they are not good for Fu's recovery.

When the food is finished, people run away.

Fu Chenhan didn't expect that the child was still very concerned about himself, and he hooked her finger: "come here."

Jiang Xu hesitated for a moment, afraid of beating people very fierce cold Ye hung himself up to fight, small steps of the past.

Fu Chenhan fished the man into his arms. Jiang Xiu's delicate little one was like a large pillow. It was soft and fragrant. It was really comfortable to hold.

Fu Chenhan put his chin on her shoulder and lowered his voice with a provocative magnetism: "so concerned about uncle?"

Jiang Xu's back was stiff, but his face was red. He stammered: "doctors and doctors are benevolent."

This makes Fu Chenhan laugh. His eyes are crooked inside and out, and his sharp is softened by the smile: "is the doctor benevolent?"

Jiang Xiu nodded definitely: "MMM!"

Fu Chenhan light way: "this is they intentionally." Said a sneer: "they wish I died early."

Jiang Hsu opened his mouth and wanted to ask, but he thought it was a family affair. He didn't say much about it. He said softly, "you mean these dishes..."

"Well." Fu Chenhan said casually. He didn't care about it.

Plain is a rough man, did not pay attention to these, so has been like this.

Jiang Xu frowned. Although Fu Chenhan's injury was not as serious as he was dying of illness, he was still injured for a hundred days. He ate these greasy things all day and drank the wrong medicine. No matter how good he was, he didn't take his life as his life

Jiang Xiu secretly blamed Mr. Han's ignorance in his heart. He was really not used to the things on the table. He whispered, "I'll make you some food."

Fu Chenhan: "can you cook?"

"Yes." Jiang said.

She is not Jiang Wei. She is a young lady who doesn't touch the spring sun water. When she was in the Jiang family, she was no different from the nanny. She had to do everything.

Jiang Xu gently moved: "you let me go."

Fu Shen Han let go, drooped his eyelids, and said faintly, "don't you go, so many servants eat dry rice?"

Finish saying, he called out: "plain white, go and throw out the cook who cooks today, change a cook to do southern dish."

"Is the food not to the taste?" It's not very good at ordinary times?

Fu Chenhan raised his eyes and gave him a gloomy look.

In plain English:.... " I'm sorry, it's my mouth.

Jiang Xiu pulled Fu Chenhan's sleeve: "why do you want to drive out? It would be nice to have another one. "

Hearing Jiang Xiu's sticky voice, I feel that I have found something. Isn't Miss Jiang from the south? It's normal that you can't get used to the food here.

Jiang Hsu: "it's All of a sudden.

Fu Chenhan has absolute authority in the Fu family, and new meals come quickly.