What is lingering ghost?

What is messing around?

What do you mean I won't let you go even if you die?

Fu Sichen really integrated these perfectly to the extreme.

She sat on the bed, placed her hands neatly, and looked at the man opposite her from time to time.

With his slender legs crossed, he was holding a volume of book and looking at it intently. From her point of view, he looked even more handsome as a man.

It's like a carefully designed angle, no matter how you look at it, it's perfect.

only--

Ever since she was kidnapped by him, he had not said a word for half an hour.

Zuo Zhaoran wrung his hands uneasily and wanted to leave, but he didn't know how.

Suddenly, the door was pushed open gently. She raised her eyes and saw Narcissus looking at her strangely at the door.

Uneasiness, expectation, and suspicion were all mixed together between Narcissus's brows and eyes, and she walked cautiously to Fu Sichen's side, never taking his eyes away from her.

The atmosphere became even more awkward, and even in the silence, Narcissus' nervous breathing could be heard.

Zhao Ran hesitated in his heart for a long time, then looked at Fu Sichen fearfully: "Uncle."

Fu Sichen paused while turning the book, and his dark eyes met hers.

She twisted her clothes, as if she was afraid that if she spoke louder, the man opposite would be angry, and said softly:

"I want to go home."

Fu Sichen raised his eyebrows, put down the book in his hand, and turned to look at Narcissus beside him: "Are you ready with everything I asked you to prepare?"

"Yes." Narcissus snapped his fingers, and the dead soldiers outside responded in response, carrying exquisite dishes and placing them on the round table.

After a while, the table was filled.

Fu Sichen stretched out his hand towards her: "Come."

She subconsciously stepped back, but after seeing the man's cold expression because of her actions, she immediately grabbed his hand tightly.

Her small hand was tightly wrapped by the big and warm hand. He gently took her out of bed, led her to the dining table, and held her to sit down.

The whole process was like she was disabled, but she was the treasure in his heart.

Zhao Ran was resisting all over, but she knew she couldn't refuse, and she had to be a six-year-old child who didn't know him.

Fu Sichen gave her a piece of meat and she swallowed it forcefully.

He gave her some vegetables, which she tasted like chewing wax.

...When he fed her meat again, she finally turned her head away in disgust, her little face wrinkled:

"It tastes terrible."

It’s really not her fault. There is no seasoning in this meat. She has eaten Yuan’s delicious food, so how can she put these things that look like cabbage in her mouth?

The saddest thing is that she has been eating rotten food for more than ten years! When she smells this smell again, she physically feels like vomiting!

Fu Sichen was stunned, put it in his mouth, and chewed it carefully. He didn't seem to notice anything wrong, but he still put down the bowl and chopsticks. With a wave of his hand, he ordered them to pull it off: "Change some snacks.

"

Everyone looked at him in surprise, but no one dared to say anything and took the plate down.

After they had gone far away, they anxiously said to Narcissus, "Sister Narcissus, we don't have any snacks here."

God knows that Yan Yu Pavilion has never had dim sum in all these years. They haven’t even tasted it here, and the chef probably doesn’t know how to make it!

Moreover, the master is back, why is a child coming back? Even if the master is not completely dead, he will not bend over a child.

They are the worst at dealing with children!

Seeing how helpless they were, Narcissus patted their heads hard:
Chapter completed!