Song Hye Kyo pouted, picked up a piece of sheep's hoof, and devoured it, as if the sheep's hoof had a grudge against killing her father.

In the kitchen, table tennis, frying spoons and pans fly together, chickens consume fuel and dance together, and after a long day of busy work, the standard four dishes and one soup are served on the table.

Looking at a table of dishes full of color and flavor, Song Hye Kyo's eyes were full of stars.

"Corn and carrot chicken soup, sugar crispy tenderloin, cola quail eggs, crispy prawns, garlic roasted lamb trotters!"

Zhang Wenliu introduced the dishes one by one, and then served Song Hye Kyo a small bowl full of rice.

"Eat less food, eat more vegetables, and tonight, you must destroy all the food!"

Song Hye Kyo's saliva was about to flow out, and she put her hands on her cheeks, like a puppy looking at her master, pursing her lips.

Looking at Zhang Wenliu's long eyelashes and three-dimensional soft facial features, Song Hye Kyo felt that he was simply the most handsome man in the world, and he also had very good cooking skills, which was a proper plus.

His eyes are also very good-looking, black and white, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, giving people majesty when he is not smiling, and when he laughs, he is like the winter sun, warm and can melt people.

There was a dining table between the two people, and Zhang Wenliu on the opposite side gave her a strange look: "What, there is something dirty on my face?" ”

Song Hye Kyo shook her head.

"Then why keep staring at me, look at me, look at me again, watch me be careful that I eat you!" Zhang Wenliu said viciously.

Song Hye Kyo sneered, revealing a mouthful of glossy teeth, and her smile was like a flower: "People have already washed white, eat something, take it while it's hot." ”

Leprechauns!

Zhang Wenliu only felt a wave of hot air surging from the dantian, rushing straight to the Tianling Gai, almost knocking over the table.

But remembering his intentions, Zhang Wenliu picked up the cold beer on the table, poured it hard, and said, "I have something I want to ask you." ”

"Hmm—the big bad wolf greets the chickens." Song Hye Kyo joked.

Zhang Wenliu was not hypocritical, and said his needs again.

As soon as Song Hye Kyo heard that he was looking for the media, her heart that had been slightly mentioned suddenly relaxed.

"Whew—scare me, it's such a trivial matter."

Usually it's a good thing that the media doesn't come to her, and in order to avoid those annoying media, she has to wear sunglasses and a mask every time she goes out, for fear of being recognized.

What's even more hateful is that these media have no lower limit, and often capture their own leaky and ugly pictures, and then post them on the Internet to earn clicks.

Some unscrupulous tabloids also make a living by secretly filming the private lives of celebrities.

"If you're embarrassed。。。。。。" Zhang Wenliu doesn't want to rely on women, especially stupid white sweets like Song Hye Kyo.

Song Hye Kyo grabbed his palm and held it tightly: "This is a simple thing, the media that want to interview me can be lined up from here to Paris, but isn't this kind of thing usually contracted by the official media?" ”

"It's all the director's idea, to make this case a typical example, arouse public opinion, and then force the government."

Song Hye Kyo didn't understand anything about the case, but she was professional in media publicity.

"I'll call my agent right now." Song Hye Kyo said just do it, but she didn't expect her palm to be grabbed by Zhang Wenliu, the man exerted a slight force, and Song Hye Kyo involuntarily fell into the other party's arms.

Feeling the man's sincerity, Song Hye Kyo's fair face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if she had been splashed with red paint on her face.

Song Hye Kyo struggled for a while, humming and chirping, but after all, she did not escape the clutches of the man.

"Don't talk about work at home." Zhang Wenliu put his mouth close to her white and tender neck, "You ate my things, it's time to reciprocate." ”

"Hmm—not here......"

Doing strange things at the dinner table, Song Hye Kyo has never tried it, and she always feels that something is wrong.

Qiao Mei was ashamed and annoyed, like a trapped beast in a trap, constantly struggling.

Zhang Wenliu's movements were very fast, and he threw Song Hye Kyo's slippers a few meters away with a snap.

There was a little rabbit on top of the fluffy slippers, and the two ears of the little rabbit were dangling, and the tree wanted to be quiet and the wind did not stop.

There was a delay of more than an hour at the dining table, and Song Hye Kyo had soft hands and feet, barely supporting her body to enter the bathroom.

She is also exercising, Pilates, yoga, dancing with fitness programs on TV, and her physical fitness is OK.

But in front of Zhang Wenliu, it was not enough to see at all.

After more than an hour of high-intensity exercise, the body almost fell apart.

After all, it is the first time that the new melon has been broken, and it can't stand a lot of tart.

"Oba, they're full."

"It's glorious to save food, but it's shameful to waste it." Zhang Wenliu is overbearing and abnormal, "A porridge and a meal, when thinking about it is not easy." As a public figure, you should lead by example, come, these proteins are not allowed to be wasted, you must eat them......"

For this dinner, Song Hye Kyo's small stomach was round, and she was a little nauseated, probably because she was overwhelmed.

Looking at the time, it's almost half past ten.

Zhang Wenliu is also weak-hearted, and if he doesn't go back, Yunzhu is probably going to be angry.

After a quick cleaning, Zhang Wenliu picked up the clothes scattered on the dining table, and after dressing neatly, he quietly came to the master bedroom.

The devastated girl was now asleep.

Zhang Wenliu leaned down and kissed Song Hye Kyo lightly on the forehead, and the girl murmured unconsciously without opening her eyelids.

It's really exhausting.

Qiao Mei suffered an inexperienced loss, if it was an ordinary man, at most she would have a tie with her, but she miscalculated Zhang Wenliu's combat effectiveness, which led to the fiasco of Waterloo.

In short, Zhang Wenliu walked out of the villa as a Shutai.

Back at the rental house, Yoon-joo hasn't slept yet.

She talked to Zhang Wenliu on the phone early in the morning, and she had to wait for him tonight no matter what.

Counting the time, Yunzhu hasn't spoken to Zhang Wenliu for a week.

Of course, Yunzhu can't be blamed for this, who made Zhang Wenliu's career busy, and there are many confidantes who need to be taken care of.

When Jang Wen-roo returned home, Yoon-joo was watching TV in the living room.

On TV, it was a romantic comedy "Full House".

The heroine of the TV series is Song Hye Kyo, who spent dinner with her a few hours ago.

Yunzhu was watching with relish, and when she heard the sound of the door opening, she hurriedly came over and squatted down to change Zhang Wenliu's slippers, "Hongshuo, hard work." ”

She took the briefcase in Zhang Wenliu's hand and hung it on the wall, "I stewed chicken soup for you, wash your hands quickly." ”

Zhang Wenliu is very obedient, there is no way, he has done something wrong, of course he can't be justified.

Yunzhu walked over with a porcelain jar, lifted the lid on it, and there was a layer of golden oil on the surface of the chicken soup, "I added red dates, codonopsis, wolfberries, and a whole old hen, and boiled it for two hours without adding a drop of oil." ”

"Taste it, does it smell salty?"

Yunzhu quickly filled a bowl and put it in front of Zhang Wenliu, and then looked at him expectantly.

Not to mention, after intense exercise, Zhang Wenliu, who was exhausted of physical strength, really felt hungry, picked up the bowl, and did it.

The old hen soup is delicious, and there is a strong meat aroma, coupled with the special smell of Codonopsis and wolfberry, it is even sweeter in the mouth, and the aftertaste is endless.

Zhang Wenliu smacked his lips and stretched out the empty bowl: "Oh, my wife's skills in soup stew are getting better and better, even if you are not a teacher, you will definitely be able to make a lot of money by opening a beautiful soup shop." ”

The speaker has no intention, but the listener has the intention.

Yun Zhu happily served him another bowl, "Are you serious?" Then I'll quit my job and open a snack bar. ”

Zhang Wenliu gave a thumbs up: "Of course, you are my Jiang Hongshuo's wife!" ”

When he went to bed at night, Zhang Wenliu was decent and didn't do some new tricks.

This feeling is like a routine, and the way, angle, and strength of my wife and my lover are completely different.

Treating Qiao Mei and Yang Jie, Zhang Wenliu went on a rampage, as fierce as a high-speed train.

But in the face of Yunzhu, Zhang Wenliu seems to have changed as a person, like a spring breeze and drizzle, moisturizing things silently.

An hour later, Yunzhu wiped her body clean, changed into clean pajamas, and snuggled in Zhang Wenliu's arms.

On the red fluttering face, the glow flickered, and there was the appearance of dew rolling on the petals after a storm.

"Hongshuo, I want to resign."

"Huh?"

"I've already figured out that although the teacher's job is stable, it's not challenging, and there are disgusting unspoken rules in the school for promotion, which simply tarnishes the sacred profession of a teacher."

Yunzhu tugged at Zhang Wenliu's chest muscles and said quietly.

Zhang Wenliu's big hand was on his smooth back, and his mind had already drifted to the group beating case, thinking that Kim Jisoo didn't know what means to use, and whether the media contacted by Song Hye Kyo tomorrow was reliable......

Seeing that Zhang Wenliu didn't react, Yunzhu took a bite on his chest, "Hongshuo, people are telling you business, what are you doing?" ”

Zhang Wenliu hurriedly responded: "Ah, that's no problem, I will fully support you whatever you want to do." ”

Yunzhu let out a happy "um-" and lay in Zhang Wenliu's arms.

If she didn't know that Zhang Wenliu's business was getting better and better, and the official was getting bigger and bigger, why would she want to resign and open a snack bar.

When a man is rich, he becomes bad.

This sentence, her ears in the school office are almost calloused.

It's not alarmist, there are many husbands in their school who have money in business, so they raise their second grandmother outside, find a junior, and then divorce their wives.

She has also seen the husbands of those teachers, all of them fat and fat, old and ugly.

Just this kind of goods, there can be beautiful female college students and female staff upside down.

Look at Jiang Hongshuo again, young and golden, and still a civil servant, he is simply the perfect prince charming in the eyes of girls.

This gave Yoon-joo a great sense of crisis.

Especially Jiang Hongshuo's fast food restaurant is becoming more and more popular, and even some teachers and students in the school know that there is this store, and they will usually consider it first when ordering takeout.

Even people who don't understand business can see that this fast food restaurant definitely earns a lot of money.