He Yanlie looked at Tang Shiyi, who was squatting at the door with a frustrated look on his face, and was in a good mood: "I'm hungry, cooking."

The tone is a bit domineering and strong.

If you are hungry, what does it have to do with me? I am not hungry at all!

Tang Shiyi complained in her heart, and then pretended not to hear it.

Continue to immerse yourself in this sudden nightmare.

"Wife."

"!"

Just as Tang Shiyi was immersed in anger, the man he met suddenly called her wife. This rebellious name instantly seemed like a pot of cold water pouring her head on her head.

When Tang Shiyi heard this, he turned around quickly, and almost knelt down to He Yanlie: "I said I am not your wife, sir, please show mercy!"

Now that the housekeeper and the maid are coming to deliver daily necessities, the housekeeper heard that she would probably be sacked by that young man Yan today!

Tang Shiyi was really weak, helpless and pitiful, and she couldn't stitch his mouth.

He Yanlie wore a baseball cap, adding a bit of mysterious temperament to his dignity. His thin lips were lightly raised, and he said concisely: "I'm hungry."

Tang Shiyi immediately stood up from the ground, looked at the emperor sitting there, and nodded repeatedly: "I'm going to cook now. What do you want to eat? Why would you stew some pig brain for you to replenish your shape with shape?"

He Yanlie's aura suddenly became cold, and his cold and deep eyes glanced at the little woman who was talking.

"I'll check what else is better for brain replenishment? Why don't I drink walnut powder with stewed pig brain at night? It's especially good for brain replenishment." Tang Shiyi didn't mean to deliberately make trouble. She made such a serious suggestion.

She sincerely hoped that the president could recover his memory as soon as possible and not be able to bear it.

After saying that, Tang Shiyi looked up at He Yanlie.

Unpredictably encountered his murderous eyes, Tang Shiyi was so scared that she shook her whole body.

"If you don't like it, then don't eat pig brains." He swallowed his saliva, and then looked back at his cooking app weakly.

The sound is like a mosquito and flies, so cowardly.

"Sir, what do you like to eat? Seafood? I can't make seafood, steak? I don't seem to make braised pork... Forget it, I'll vomit when I lift it."

I don’t know why I was so embarrassed by the last time I returned to the Yan family and had braised pork every meal. My favorite braised pork was vomited for her.

Tang Shiyi talked to herself and said a lot, but the man after the voice did not answer. She looked back carefully again.

"Sir, President? Why don't you speak?" His soft voice blinked his innocent big eyes.

He Yanlie looked at her expressionlessly: "You won't even ask me what I'm doing?"

"Why would you call the Great Sage back, or a maid who can cook?"

"I don't like the number of people!"

"In this way, sometimes I get fussy, one is the best, otherwise I won't disturb the president's private space?"

To be simple, either find someone or she runs away.

"You try!" He Yanlie spoke coldly, looked at Tang Shiyi, and snorted softly: "Break your legs!"

The legs are broken... so cruel.

"Okay! Then what will we have for dinner?"

Before the long night came, the first meal stumped her.

Although she grew up in the countryside and was a master of fireworks, she didn't learn anything from her grandmother to cook. She had always taken care of her diet and daily life. She was only responsible for eating and doing it herself, and only had the whole sandwich.

But when I thought about the time he was hurt by eating sandwiches, I don’t eat much sandwiches anymore, and I don’t want to see them anymore, it’s dirty.

He Yanlie took off his hat and put it aside, then got up, unbuttoned the suit with one hand.

Tang Shiyi looked at him in horror, subconsciously put his hands on his chest, looking alert and alert.

What does this person want to do? Watching him take off his clothes in broad daylight, she won’t be tempted by him!!!

Under the bright light, the man's handsome and prominent facial features, as deep as the sea, faces the woman's alert eyes, and a spark that attracts people's hearts.

That cold and abstinent aura, and the noble aura of every move.

Tang Shiyi felt the heat surge and his heart beat faster.

He Yanlie walked up. He was nearly 1.9 meters tall, with wide shoulders and narrow waist. When his long legs came over, Tang Shiyi was a little confused.

Finally I know what the scene of beauty misleading people.

Just like now, even though she was worried about this great devil doing things randomly, she could not move her legs even if she wanted to run away.

He Yanlie rushed to her, but as soon as he approached, he passed her body and walked directly to the kitchen behind her.

But he did not forget to grab Tang Shiyi's collar and drag it over.

"Come here to cook!"

"Ah, cook and cook." Tang Shiyi didn't drink, but she felt like she was getting angry.

Her collar was grabbed, and her mind might have been covered. As soon as she said this, she felt strange, but she didn't understand what was strange.

He Yanlie lifted her over and stood beside him.

Tang Shiyi hurriedly stood still, with a cute look on her soft and white baby's face.

Seeing the man's handsome face sinking, he was shocked. Seeing his black eyes narrowing slightly and glancing at him from a high point, as if he was treating the prey he had obtained, Tang Shiyi felt like he wanted to take a breath.

"If you don't cook, what do you want to do? It's not dark yet."

boom--

Tang Shiyi felt like she was about to explode!

I quickly explained: "I didn't mean that, I mean I can't cook..."

Her tone just now seemed to sound that way, but no, she didn't! She really didn't.

He Yanlie's thin lips curled slightly, and his smile was meaningful: "I can't learn it, I'll teach you."

Suddenly, with such a doting and gentle tone... Tang Shiyi thought he was dazzled.

She asked curiously, "You can cook?"

The man casually and confidently said: "No."

“…”

OK, let's learn together.

According to the routine in TV novels, shouldn’t this kind of plot be like the boss who can see it and then enjoy a dinner made by the boss who can do it himself?

Tang Shiyi was too simple. When she failed to cook for the third time, she really felt that He Yanlie had really knocked her head down, otherwise it would be a two-point aura when she saw him cook breakfast for the first time.

Today, I have a lot of things to do. I don’t know how much food is wasted.

"Sir, why don't we eat instant noodles?" Tang Shiyi took out two buckets of instant noodles and stood beside He Yanlie.

Stop wasting food, she felt distressed.

He Yanlie looked at the battered fish and his face was very bad. His brows were frowned into the character "Sichuan", and his face was gloomy.

"I'm going to study hard when I have time tomorrow. Don't use your brain. If you use it the more you use it, it's not good." Tang Shiyi said tactfully.

After suddenly glanced at him, Tang Shiyi shut up in disappointment.

What she said was the truth...

"Mrs. Young Madam, I asked the maid to pack up your daily necessities and bring them to you."

The butler knocked on the door and came in. Tang Shiyi and He Yanlie seemed to see a light of hope.

The two looked at each other.

The butler stood by the door and felt something was wrong.

"It's just right." He Yanlie put the spatula back, then turned around and washed his hands and walked out.

"You'll get the dinner done." He Yanlie spoke directly, then shook his hand and left the kitchen.
Chapter completed!