Falling in Love With My Arranged-Marriage Husband-Chapter 104 - 79: Would you... like to try it?

Chapter 104: Chapter 79: Would you… like to try it?

Thinking about this, Ji Sang didn’t know whether she felt relieved or somewhat disappointed. But at least the previous tension was gone.

As her body and mind relaxed, the feeling of hunger surged up, and her body instinctively wrinkled her nose only to suddenly catch the scent unique to barbecued food.

“???!!!”

Ji Sang paused, wrinkling her nose again as the smell of barbecue grew stronger.

Her gaze swept around the dining room and finally settled on the bag on the coffee table.

Sister’s home cinema.

Wasn’t that the place Sister brought her to last time?

Her pupils dilated slightly and Ji Sang incredulously turned to look at the man busying himself in the kitchen. Then she couldn’t help but walk over and open the bag.

It really was barbecue from there!

There were her favorite beef skewers, lamb skewers, sausages, and most importantly, there was even her beloved grilled bean sprout soup!

“Fu Yisi!”

Ji Sang trotted into the kitchen.

The man turned around, seeing the sparkle in her eyes, and glancing towards the dining room outside, he knew the reason Ji Sang had come.

“Hmm? What’s up?”

“You went to buy barbecue for me!”

He disliked barbecue for being greasy and unhygienic and would naturally not eat it himself. Clearly, these barbecues were brought back for her.

“Mhm.”

Ji Sang’s eyes brightened even more.

“Can I eat all of it?”

After the last binge-eating spree with Sister, Fu Yisi had expressly forbidden her from eating these kinds of food. This time, he took the initiative to buy it for her!

“No.”

Ji Sang: ….

“Fu Yisi, we can’t waste.”

The man chuckled, raised his hand, and gently scraped her nose.

“Just taste a little, it’s a special occasion today, that’s why I’m making an exception for you to eat these. And…”

Fu Yisi slightly bent over, meeting Ji Sang’s gaze at eye level, his eyes filled with a hint of amusement.

“Eat what you’ve prepared first, okay?”

Ji Sang: ….

Under his deliberately drawn-out tone, Ji Sang’s cheeks flushed, and she started to evade his gaze.

“Oh.”

Fu Yisi raised an eyebrow, unsurprised by Ji Sang’s reaction. He now realized that this little woman sometimes acts impulsively and then becomes a little coward.

“Go wait outside, it’ll be ready soon.”

The man patted Ji Sang’s head, much like comforting a small pet. At first, Ji Sang didn’t notice, but after sitting down at the table, she realized that Fu Yisi’s gesture was somewhat unusual.

Was she being treated like a pet waiting to be fed?

Ji Sang pursed her lips, raised her hand to fix her messed-up hair, but couldn’t manage it, and simply pulled off her hair tie, letting down her hair completely.

In just a few minutes, Fu Yisi had reheated the steak and spaghetti.

The man poured himself a glass of red wine but handed Ji Sang a glass of milk.

Ji Sang: ???!!!

“I don’t want it.”

Ji Sang pursed her lips and pushed the glass away, frowning unhappily at Fu Yisi.

“I want to drink wine too.”

There’s steak, spaghetti, the lighting, and yet Fu Yisi only poured red wine for himself, giving her a glass of milk?

Ji Sang pushed the milk even further away, reached out to grab the glass of red wine in front of Fu Yisi, but was stopped by the man.

Fu Yisi looked at her indifferently, chin slightly raised.

“Finish the milk first.”

Ji Sang: ….

“I don’t want to drink it.”

With alcohol already on the table, why drink milk? Besides, she’s not someone who loves milk. One glass in the morning is enough, why is she being made to drink it at night too?

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“Oh?”

Fu Yisi raised an eyebrow, seemingly indifferent as he gestured toward the barbecue placed at one end of the dining table.

“Then forget about having any of that.”

Ji Sang: …

“I’ll drink!”

Ji Sang pursed her lips, giving the man a slight glare, before obediently taking the glass of milk he passed her and downed it in one breath.

“There, is that okay now?”

Fu Yisi slightly tilted his head before handing over the glass of red wine he had by his side.

“You have a sensitive stomach, pay more attention before eating anything from now on.”

He came home late today, and surely this little lady’s stomach was acting up again. Without a glass of milk first, he was afraid she wouldn’t be able to handle it.

Hearing this, the displeasure in Ji Sang’s eyes and brows completely dissipated as she nodded obediently.

“Oh, got it.”

The steak and pasta, after being re-cooked, had lost their initial appeal. Ji Sang ate a bit before putting down her fork and knife, her eyes sparkling as she stared at the barbecue at the other end of the table. Seeing Fu Yisi eating his steak slowly with his head down, Ji Sang slightly pouted her lips and stealthily reached for the barbecue.

The man, head bowed and cutting his steak, noticed Ji Sang’s movements, his lips slightly curving in what seemed to be a helpless manner as he shook his head.

“If you want to eat, then eat.”

Ji Sang’s hand froze for a moment,

“Cough cough.”

And then she boldly grabbed the barbecue.

She hurriedly opened the box with an impatient air, the fragrance immediately filling the room. Ji Sang closed her eyes, relishing the aroma, and picked up her favorite beansprouts with chopsticks.

Protected by the foil box, they were still scorching hot. Ji Sang didn’t notice and put them directly into her mouth.

“Ah! It’s hot!”

Fu Yisi’s expression sharpened and he suddenly reached out to pinch Ji Sang’s chin.

“Spit it out.”

Tears glittering in her eyes, Ji Sang looked at Fu Yisi, feeling intimidated by his stern expression.

“No… no need.”

The beansprouts were only hot for a moment upon entry, and she hadn’t been careful, but after a bit of time, it wasn’t as unpleasant as initially.

And more importantly…

She dared not spit it out onto Fu Yisi’s hand.

Ji Sang quickly swallowed the beansprouts and stuck out her tongue.

Fu Yisi quickly got up to pour her a glass of ice water, furrowing his attractive brows.

“Slow down, no one is taking it from you.”

Ji Sang drank half a glass of ice water before finally feeling relieved, catching her breath.

After putting down the glass, Fu Yisi, holding her chin a bit more forcefully,

“Stick out your tongue.”

His tone was a bit stern, causing Ji Sang to unconsciously shrink her neck, but obediently extending her tongue slightly.

The tip was reddened from the burn, but it wasn’t anything serious.

However, Fu Yisi’s gaze still darkened somewhat, he loosened his grip on her, saying nothing, and set aside the bowl of beansprout soup.

“Wait until it’s cooled down before eating.”

Ji Sang blinked, nodding meekly.

Fu Yisi’s expression was a bit too intimidating right now, and she feared that if he became displeased, he might outright stop her from eating.

Ji Sang was the type who would temporarily forget the pain if the food was delicious. Her tongue’s pain had eased a bit, and she couldn’t help but grab a beef skewer and start eating it.

Fu Yisi stopped eating and simply watched Ji Sang from across the table. When she was thirsty, he would pass her water, and if a bit of oil stained her mouth, he would take out a napkin to wipe it clean for her.

While his actions were caring and gentle, Ji Sang still felt there was something off about Fu Yisi.

She slowed down and held out a skewer towards Fu Yisi,

“Do you… want to try some?”