Chapter 272 No. ． ． No need, I can do it myself

Time flies by unknowingly, like a white horse passing by, and the years rush by, as if yesterday it was a bitter winter with layers of snow, but now spring has arrived.

It has been two years since Fu Ming came to this world, and the frequency of Thunder Ryoma's return home has become less and less. From returning once every few weeks in the first year, to now he has not appeared for two or three months, and occasionally calls. Call to say hello.

Meiyi didn't feel much about this, and just silently replied, "Please rest," which struck Ryūma Ryūma's heart once again.

At this moment, in Mei Yi's villa...

Fu Ming looked at Mei Yi and Rita who were getting along happily in the kitchen, then looked at Bianca beside them, and sighed helplessly.

They get along very well if they share the same hobbies and language. For example, Mei and Rita get along very well, but not so well with Bianca, and there is even a trace of hostility that comes from nowhere.

Bianca was sitting cross-legged on the sofa, watching soap operas on TV, and occasionally picking up potato chips from the bag on her leg and stuffing them into her mouth.

Hearing Fu Ming's sigh, he stuffed potato chips into his mouth and paused. After a moment of internal confusion, he reached out to Fu Ming and said, "Want some?"

"No, it's just..."

"You eat these bulking foods every day, didn't Rita say anything?"

Fu Ming waved his hand and rejected Bianca's kindness, but his eyes switched back and forth between the potato chips and Bianca, and he couldn't help but ask the doubts that had been hidden in his heart for a long time.

"I don't eat it every day. I only eat it when you are here. As for Rita, she won't say anything in front of outsiders."

While speaking, Bianca picked up a potato chip and gently put it into her mouth. Her clear eyes were slightly bent, and she chewed the potato chips in her mouth with enjoyment.

The corners of Fu Ming's mouth twitched, his hands clenched into fists unconsciously, and he forced a smile and said, "So this is why you come to eat my potato chips three times a week?"

"Hey."

Seeing that the matter was revealed, Bianca tilted her head, blinked her blue eyes, and looked at Fu Ming innocently.

"Hey, it's great!"

A bard who was not doing anything serious appeared in Fu Ming's mind unconsciously. He was hardened and his fists were hardened.

Bianca swallowed the last piece of potato chips, smacked her fingers naturally, and said, "Fu Ming, why did you sigh just now?"

"..." It's not because of you and Mei Yi!

Fu Ming was thinking this in his heart, but he definitely couldn't say it out loud.

So he held his chin up, looked at the figure in the kitchen, his eyes full of envy, and told Bianca, who also couldn't cook, another worry in his heart.

"The Chinese New Year is coming soon. I originally planned to cook the New Year's Eve dinner myself, but I didn't know I wouldn't be able to learn how to do it in this year. Alas~"

"Have you learned to cook now?"

When he heard that it was related to cooking, the smile on Bi'an's face instantly disappeared. He ignored Fu Ming and continued to watch TV pretending to be nonchalant.

But I felt aggrieved and dropped the little pearl, and the reason was that last time I easily listened to Fu Ming's words and learned to cook by myself.

The kitchen was left in a mess, causing him to be scolded by Rita for a long time. Even the kitchen at home had a sign saying "No entry for Bianca-sama".

Even as soon as he took a step into the kitchen, Rita's figure would appear behind him in the next second, looking at him with a smile on her face.

With Bianca's silence, Fu Ming also got the answer he was expecting, and the smile moved from Bianca's face to Fu Ming's face.

The corners of Fu Ming's lips curled up, and the sadness in his heart dissipated a bit, and he patted Bianca on the shoulder.

Bianca glanced at the hand on her shoulder and saw Fu Ming looking at her with a smile on her face. Her ears turned red and she whispered, "You big bad guy."

"Master Bianca, try how this sweet and sour pork tastes."

Rita placed the golden sweet and sour pork in her hand in front of Bianca, placed her hands on her lower abdomen, and stared at Bianca expectantly.

"Crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, with a sweet and sour taste. The sweet and sour sauce perfectly blends with the tender pork. It makes me come back for more, Rita."

Bianca looked at the tempting sweet and sour pork on the plate, glared at Fu Ming proudly, picked up a piece and put it into her mouth without any haste, and cast an appreciative look at Rita.

"As long as Master Bianca likes it." Rita breathed a sigh of relief, nodded with a smile, and looked at Fu Ming who was greedy at the side: "Mr. Fu Ming, don't you try it?"

"Okay, okay." Fu Ming eagerly picked up the chopsticks, picked up a large piece of sweet and sour pork, stuffed it into his mouth, and gave Rita a thumbs up: "Rita, your cooking skills have improved again."

Rita nodded slightly, heard the footsteps behind her, and said, "I would also like to thank Miss Mei for her help, otherwise I would also make progress."

"It's nothing, Miss Rita, you also taught me a lot."

Yayi smiled slightly, shook her head modestly, then placed the plate in her hand on the table, scooped up a spoonful of milky white almond tofu and handed it to Fu Ming's mouth.

Fu Ming didn't have to do anything himself, he already had the almond tofu at his mouth, sucked it into his mouth, and raised his eyebrows at Bianca triumphantly.

"Master Bianca, do you need me to do this?" Rita raised the corners of her mouth and looked at Bianca expectantly.

"No... no need, I can do it myself."

Bianca quickly waved her hand, picked up the spoon and started eating. Looking at the shy Bianca, Rita smiled at this, and the disappointment in her eyes flashed away.

------small theater------

One day, Dr. Tesla was sorting out the scientific research results piled in the corner, looking at the dusty boxes beside him, and curiously opened them to check.

Dr. Tesla (confused): "Huh? This is... the drug I developed. Wasn't it all sold by Jiwotou..."

After some sorting and comparison, Dr. Tesla scratched his head, then his face changed Σ(っ°Д °;)っ, and he quickly ran back to the research room, held Dr. Einstein's shoulders, and shook him wildly.

Dr. Einstein (dizzy): "What's going on, Dr. Tesla?"

Dr. Tesla (calmly): "Chickenhouse! Did you sell a box with a small card on it?"

Dr. Einstein: "Yes."

Dr. Tesla: "That doesn't matter. That's what I'm planning to sell. It's just some stimulants (aphrodisiac powder) I developed."

Einstein (surprised): "What do you do to study stimulants?"

Dr. Tesla (waving his hand) (satisfied) (laughing): "I just wanted to explore whether Honkaimon can give birth to the next generation independently, but I forgot that Honkaimon doesn't have that thing at all..."

"Although it is useless to Honkaimon, it can still be used by humans. It has quick effects and greatly extends the duration. Rich people will definitely rush to get it, so I am going to find a suitable buyer to sell it at a high price and make a lot of money." Walter probably won’t need it either.

"Jiwotou, I didn't expect you sold it by mistake, hahaha!!!"

Einstein (broken into a cold sweat): "..."

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