Mu Shao's favorite: sweet wife, you have to be good!

Chapter 83
"It will take a long time for the chef to arrive, and the dinner time that the president has always observed will be disrupted."

"How about this, I'm good at making fried eggs, so I'll do it." Wang Wanyu's willow eyebrows were raised, and a trace of confusion crossed her pink and elegant face.Then, as if waking up from a dream, he cautiously spoke to Mu Yijue.

A trace of deep meaning flashed across Mu Yijue's eyes, he looked Wang Wanyu up and down, and reluctantly nodded.

Wang Wanyu received an amnesty from Mu Yijue, she was overjoyed from the bottom of her heart, but she still maintained a gentle and gentle face.Then, taking small steps, he slowly walked into the kitchen.

After Wang Wanyu talked with Mu Yijue for a while, Xu Muci slowly walked up to Mu Yijue.

He casually sat in the seat farthest from Mu Yijue, resting his chin on his hands and concentrating on something, not paying attention to Mu Yijue at all.

But it is.

Xu Muci is not considered Mu Yijue's servant now, she can do whatever she wants.Now Mu Yijue is imprisoning her for no reason, and she will definitely be caught if she runs away.

Just when Xu Muci was in a trance, Mu Yijue's cold and noble voice came into her ears, "Xu Muci, sit down."

"Why?" Xu Muci frowned, with deep puzzlement in his eyes.

"If you don't come here, I won't let you go." Seeing that Xu Muci was not good at all, Mu Yijue's heart turned cold.

"...I'll go over there." Xu Muci hesitated, and sat down obediently.

Xu Muci was restless sitting on the cold mahogany chair, forcing himself not to look at the big Buddha beside him, but Mu Yijue's aura was too imposing to be ignored.

Wang Wanyu was busy ping-pong-pong in the kitchen, deliberately making a loud noise, in order to let Mu Yijue hear her hard work.

About 10 minutes passed, and the smell of fried eggs came from the kitchen.

Xu Muci sniffed slightly with the tip of his nose, and his stomach growled in disbelief.

Wang Wanyu was holding a gorgeous porcelain plate, which contained four fried eggs that were burnt on the outside and tender on the inside.She also took a glass of milk and carefully placed it in front of Mu Yijue.

Looking at the four fried eggs, Xu Muci couldn't help admiring Wang Wanyu.

Wang Wanyu's fried eggs are not at the same level as hers.What she can do is at best a medium cooking skill, but Wang Wanyu's work is at the level of an omelette master.

Holding a knife and fork, Mu Yijue cut open a corner of the fried egg dignifiedly and gracefully, and slightly sipped the silver fork.

Wang Wanyu was nervous, but very excited.

Mr. President is eating something she made!This is a great honor!Does this also prove that the President has a good impression of him?

"Snapped--"

There was the sound of a knife and fork colliding.

Wang Wanyu was shocked all over.

The next second, she hurriedly stood aside and said tremblingly, "Mr. President, is there something wrong with the smell?"

Mu Yijue was sitting high on the mahogany table at the moment, with a gloomy expression on his face.

He dropped the knife and fork in his hand on the ground, and the fried eggs on the plate spilled out.

Mu Yijue's face was gloomy, sometimes white and sometimes dark.After a long time of precipitation, he finally said: "It's unpalatable."

This fried egg is obviously the same as Xu Muci's, even more outstanding.

Why does he taste as bad as biting bark?
As soon as the word "unpalatable" came out of her mouth, the smile on Wang Wanyu's face couldn't stop.

She couldn't believe that the fried eggs she made would be said to be unpalatable, and her lips turned pale.

Take a fork from the kitchen and put the omelette in your mouth yourself.

It melts in the mouth, and the saltiness is just right.

taste good!Why did Mu Yijue say it was unpalatable?
(End of this chapter)