Yan Huaijing said this, Mu Zhuoyao smiled indifferently, his eyes were full of pampering, and he said calmly: "Okay!" ”

For Yan Huaijing's cooking skills, Mu Zhuoyao really didn't dare to compliment.

When Yan Huaijing proposed to cook for Ruan Manjun herself, Mu Zhuoyao had already guessed that Yan Huaijing was really angry.

At this moment, he didn't want to make any explanation, he just wanted to follow her, as long as it could make her anger fade a little.

"What's so embarrassing?"

Ruan Manjun finally looked forward to being able to stay, and he was very happy in his heart.

Now in the face of Yan Huaijing's kind invitation, she is just polite.

"Look at what you said, you are my husband's friend, you are my friend, there is nothing to be embarrassed about, wait, I will cook some of my specialty dishes for you myself."

Hearing the four words of the specialty side dishes, a trace of complexity flashed in Mu Zhuoyao's eyes.

Mu Zhuoyao really didn't want Ruan Manjun to see Yan Huaijing's cooking skills, smiled awkwardly, and kindly reminded Ruan Manjun: "Actually, you can go back to eat, Huaijing's cooking skills are ......."

Without waiting for Mu Zhuoyao to finish speaking, Yan Huaijing walked out of the kitchen.

Then he reminded Mu Zhuoyao quite seriously: "My dear, come and do me a favor, if you want to show my cooking skills, if I am alone, I will not be able to do it at all." ”

In fact, the reason why Yan Huaijing said this was entirely because she accidentally heard Mu Zhuoyao's plan to sabotage him.

When Yan Huaijing said this, Mu Zhuoyao smiled at Yan Huaijing's flattery.

Without saying a word, he stood up and hurried towards the kitchen.

As soon as he walked to the kitchen, Yan Huaijing glared at him unceremoniously, and then reminded him quite seriously: "I don't care how much you love Ruan Manjun in your heart, this woman has ruined my reputation, I am just giving him a little punishment now, if you destroy it, I will punish you together." ”

Until Yan Huaijing was angry, for some reason, Mu Zhuoyao was not angry, but very happy.

smiled indifferently and said quite seriously: "Don't worry, I won't be sabotage, what do you need me to help with, just say it, as long as I can do it, I will do my best to do it for you." ”

When Mu Zhuoyao said this, he was a little more doting on Yan Huaijing.

In fact, even he himself was very surprised that he would have such a day, so calmly talk to Yan Huaijing and do things for her.

"Help me wash the vegetables, prepare more peppers, the old lady wants to give her an unexpected surprise."

As soon as the words fell, Yan Huaijing tied her apron and began her dark cooking.

Mu Zhuoyao only knew that Yan Huaijing's cooking was difficult to eat, but he didn't know that everything that was valuable was deliberately made by Yan Huaijing.

Just like her, there are two sides.

On the one hand, she is gentle, vulnerable, and needs to be protected, while on the other side she is very strong, intelligent, and strong, and does not need anyone's protection at all, but in addition, she can always find a way to fight for the maximum rights for herself.

After an hour of steaming and cooking, ten dishes and one soup were served on the table.

Yan Huaijing personally went to the living room to invite Ruan Manjun to the dining room.

After Ruan Manjun took his seat, Yan Huaijing personally put the prepared dishes and chopsticks in front of him.

Immediately afterwards, he served Ruan Manjun with thoughtful service.

"Miss Ruan, you must eat more, I rarely cook in the kitchen, you should feel honored to be able to eat the food I cook."

Yan Huaijing said this, Ruan Manjun forced out a smile.

A trace of complexity flashed in his eyes, and he looked at Mu Zhuoyao, who was sitting opposite him, and found that the other party's bowl was empty.

couldn't help frowning, and asked him very curiously: "Don't you eat it?" ”

If he could, Mu Zhuoyao didn't plan to eat it.

After all, he had tasted the dark cuisine made by Yan Huaijing before, and it was really hard to swallow.

Mu Zhuoyao glanced at Ruan Manjun with some embarrassment, shook his head gently, and even made a denial: "I don't ......"

Before he finished his words, Yan Huaijing picked up Mu Zhuoyao's dishes and chopsticks, personally served him a bowl of soup, and put some vegetarian dishes in front of Mu Zhuoyao, and told him quite seriously: "I know that you like to eat this, so I made it for you." Miss Ruan, don't be polite, eat more, this braised eggplant is very delicious, and this mapo tofu is very delicious, you can try it! ”

Under Yan Huaijing's urging, Ruan Manjun forced out a smile.

After thanking Yan Huaijing, he began to eat.

After the first sip, Ruan Manjun frowned.

I want to spit out the food I eat.

But for the sake of face, she couldn't do that.

From Ruan Manjun's expression alone, he could already analyze how unpalatable the food was.

Mu Zhuoyao's hand holding the chopsticks was obviously trembling slightly.

At this time, Yan Huaijing admonished Mu Zhuoyao in a serious tone: "What are you doing? If you don't eat, I'll be unhappy, but I've worked hard for more than an hour. ”

Mu Zhuoyao really didn't want to eat it, but Yan Huaijing said so.

Mu Zhuoyao could only bite the bullet and eat.

Seeing that Mu Zhuoyao was about to eat, Ruan Manjun, who had already tasted Yan Huaijing's dark cuisine, naturally didn't want Mu Zhuoyao to suffer this sin.

hurriedly stretched out his hand and denied him: "Don't, don't eat!" ”

Hearing Ruan Manjun say this, Yan Huaijing frowned, and a trace of complexity flashed in her eyes.

Looking directly at Ruan Manjun in front of him, he smiled and asked rhetorically: "Why can't you eat it?" I'm curious, isn't the food I cook delicious? ”

Yan Huaijing asked very directly, Ruan Manjun really wanted to say that this meal was really poisonous, it was not delicious at all, and it could not be eaten.

But when the words came to his lips, he could not speak.

Ruan Manjun frowned, a trace of complexity flashed in his eyes, and he looked at Yan Huaijing in front of him.

After being silent for a moment, he shook his head lightly, and the chief made a denial: "No, it's delicious, I just want to say that Mu Zhuoyao's stomach is not good, if you eat these things at night, it is not easy to digest, otherwise, you should drink some porridge." ”

Until Ruan Manjun, this was thinking about Mu Zhuoyao.

This angered Yan Huaijing a little.

He glared at Ruan Manjun indifferently, his thin lips slightly raised with a light smile.

"My husband is already used to eating what I make, right?"

is obviously a high-ranking president, but now he is going to be planted in the hands of a woman.

Mu Zhuoyao still willingly followed Yan Huaijing's words.