Chapter 379 379 Her Preferred Flavor
Shen Yan stirred the milk-flavored oatmeal with a spoon. She took a bite and put it into her mouth. The sweet and soft taste spread through her mouth. It was exactly the flavor that she liked the most.
Shen Yan picked up a soup dumpling with chopsticks and put it in her mouth. A smile appeared on her face.
“This soup dumpling is really delicious,” Shen Yan looked at Fu Hang with a smile and said softly.
“Huh?” Fu hang was expressionless, but there was a smile in his eyes. He looked at Shen Yan without blinking
Shen Yan nodded. “It’s my favorite flavor.”
“When did they sell soup dumplings downstairs? Why haven’t I seen it before? Which store is it? I’ll buy it myself later.” Shen Yan looked at him without blinking and said calmly.
“Then I’ll make them for you next time.”
Shen Yan was slightly stunned. She looked at Fu Hang in disbelief, her face full of surprise.
“I made the dumpling skin myself, and also the filling,” Fu Hang stated calmly.
Shen Yan was still a little suspicious. She asked hesitantly, “You’ve improved so fast?”
One had to know that Fu Hang had made a mess when he entered her kitchen previously.
“Yes, I checked the production method,” Fu Hang looked at Shen Yan and said.
Before Fu Hang left the Fu family, he had specially studied many novels written by overbearing CEOs just to know how to please girls.
Fu Hang thought of the incident in Sai City. He had always thought that it was for Shen Yan’s own good to hide it from her and not tell her.
But after reading those romance books, he felt that he was wrong.
Girls only believed what they saw and heard. Even if he silently dug out his heart and gave it to Shen Yan, Shen Yan might not know. Therefore, Fu Hang felt that he wanted to let Shen Yan know what he had done.
He wanted Shen Yan to be with him.
Shen Yan felt a little uncomfortable being stared at by Fu Hang. Chen Nian should have told Fu Hang about her love for soup dumplings and milk-flavored oatmeal!
“Thank you then.” Shen Yan felt that she needed to remind Chen Nian not to tell Fu Hang about her.
“Just a thank you?” Fu Hang looked at Shen Yan with a smile.
Shen Yan was slightly stunned. This man still wanted to push his luck?
Shen Yan’s gaze fell on the soup dumplings. It was not difficult to make soup dumplings, but the juice inside was especially difficult to make. She hesitated and said, “Why don’t I treat you to a meal?”
A hint of disappointment flashed across Fu Hang’s face, and then he smiled and agreed, “Okay.”
Shen Yan happily ate the soup dumpling and asked, “Did Chen Nian tell you what I like?”
Fu Hang smiled and shook his head gently.
The smile on Shen Yan’s face froze, and she asked in puzzlement, “It’s not her?”
“No.”
How was this possible? Not many people knew that she liked to eat these two things.
Fu Hang definitely didn’t have the guts to ask her parents. Then how did he figure it out?
“Then how did you know that I like these two things?” Shen Yan asked doubtfully.
Fu Hang smiled but didn’t say anything.
Shen Yan snorted and lowered her head to continue eating. She was too lazy to ask if he didn’t say anything.
However, this soup dumpling was really too delicious. The juice inside was fragrant and sweet, making her drool.
“How did you know that I like to eat these?” Shen Yan really couldn’t help it. Although there were many soup dumplings, each flavor was different. The One Fu Hang made was her favorite.
Fu hang looked at the soup in the corner of Shen Yan’s mouth and thought of the contents of the novel. He reached out to help Shen Yan wipe it off and then licked the soup off his hand.
Shen Yan was petrified.
T-This was Fu Hang?
