I can't provoke my wife by wearing it against me

Chapter 750 What Idiot Questions Are You Asking?

This time, Fanxian Toutiao obtained the interview opportunity by virtue of the boss's familiarity with Yan Yu, so they sent the best, most intellectual and beautiful reporter Mo on the platform.

Reporter Mo entered the main house, and was amazed at the high technology of the main house.

It's comfortable to listen to, but it doesn't feel like she's a dog's leg.

"Reporter, please do it for a while. Young Mistress is changing clothes. Yan Shao is helping Young Mistress with cooking in the kitchen. Come out later."

There are four journalists in a group, camera, interview, and lighting.

When reporter Mo heard that he had discovered the New World: "What are you talking about, Young Master Yan is in the kitchen? He actually cooks in the kitchen himself?"

"Our young master Yan will occasionally go to the kitchen to make something for the young lady to eat." "It's simply unbelievable that young master Yan can cook. I thought he was a person who never touched the sun."

"Originally it wouldn't be possible, but with young mistress it will be." San Jin said very flatly, as if it was a very normal thing.

"Then can we go to the kitchen and take a picture of Young Master Yan cooking?" Reporter Mo asked cautiously.

Sanjin flatly refused: "Of course not. Except for interviews, nothing else can be broadcast. You should understand the rules."

"We know we know, but if we take a picture of Young Master Yan cooking, it will be more helpful for Mrs. Yan to clarify this time."

Reporter Mo persuaded.

If she could capture Yan Shao cooking, it would be the greatest report of her career as a reporter.

Yan Shao, who is glamorous and extravagant like a god, can also have such a down-to-earth side.

Sanjin thought for a while, and Yan Shao would not object to anything that would be helpful to Grandma Yan, so he said, "I'll ask first."

Sanjin entered the kitchen and came out after a while: "Please come in with me, the kitchen is a bit messy."

Reporter Mo walked into the kitchen. Needless to say how big and luxurious the kitchen is, it's just... really messy.

Yan Shao's tall body stood by the stove, wearing a white apron.

There is also such an attractive scene when a man puts on an apron.

The camera quickly captured this scene.

Reporter Mo walked over, and the man's handsome profile made her heart skip a beat. Although she was no longer a girl, facing this handsome face, an old woman's heart would be disturbed.

"Don't look at what you shouldn't look at, and ask quickly if you have any questions." Yan Yu stared intently at the vermicelli in the pot, and said coldly.

Reporter Mo adjusted his mentality, and said seriously: "Young Master Yan, what are you doing?"

"Sour and hot noodles."

"You will also cook yourself, which is something that no one would have thought of."

"Luoluo wants to eat."

Yan Yu fished out the vermicelli and put it in the side soup, picked up the chopsticks and tasted it, and felt that the taste was not satisfactory, but now that the reporter came, Luoluo had waited for so long, afraid that she would starve.

Just eat this first.

In the evening, he took time to practice. The next time he made it, it would definitely taste better than this time.

"Are you talking about your wife, Yeluo?" Reporter Mo asked.

Yan Yu gave her a cold look: "Otherwise, who else do you think?"

Why did Fanxian Toutiao send such a stupid reporter over and ask some idiotic questions.

Yan Yu picked up the hot and sour noodles and walked out.

Reporters and cameras followed, filming all the way.

Yan Yu put the hot and sour noodles in front of the dining table five or six meters long. The dining table made of golden nanmu was thick, which made this bowl of hot and sour noodles look incompatible with such an expensive dining table.

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(End of this chapter)