The Taming of the Husband: Lord President, please bow down

Chapter 25 The Master Chef and the Foodie

He Sheng parked the car in the garage and went to the villa. As soon as he entered the entrance, He Sheng felt something was wrong. The villa was very quiet at the moment, so quiet that He Sheng could hear his own breathing.

I looked at my watch, it was only six o'clock!How could the villa be so quiet?

But listening carefully, He Sheng heard a "clang" sound that seemed to come from the kitchen, like the sound of a spatula colliding.

He Sheng muttered: "Who is cooking!" As soon as he finished speaking, someone who made soup for her hands flashed in his mind. He was overjoyed, changed into slippers, and threw his bag on the sofa. He hurried to the kitchen.

When he was about to reach the kitchen, he stopped, took a few breaths, and walked slowly.

When he reached the door of the kitchen, he poked his head out and looked in. He could see Mu Yushen's busy figure, arranging the ingredients in an orderly manner.

He Sheng gradually became fascinated by watching, leaning against the door, watching quietly, at this moment it feels like time flies, like before, after a whole day of class, as soon as he returns to their den, he can see what he has done for him. She makes soup.

There was a smile on her face that she didn't even notice, there was bottomless emotion in her calm eyes, the tears in her eyes were like the moon hidden in the flowing clouds, and she swallowed the tears back into her stomach with a leisurely smile.

"You're back." Mu Yushen turned around and saw He Sheng leaning against the door, quietly looking very unlike her, with a faint sadness in his eyes.

He Sheng suddenly came back to his senses, parted his lips and smiled, and his expression regained its original vitality, as if everything before was an illusion.

He Sheng raised his eyes, peered inside, and asked, "What are you doing!"

Mu Yu smiled deeply: "I went home early today, so I cooked by myself, do you want to eat?" The corner of his eye twitched, and he asked.

He Sheng had already smelled the fragrance coming from inside, and subconsciously touched his flat stomach, but remembering what happened last night, he said arrogantly: "I don't want to eat, I'm not hungry." After speaking, he went upstairs Going up, the so-called invisible is not clear, if you can't see it, you won't want to eat it.

"But I've cooked a lot of dishes, you really don't plan to eat them?" Mu Yu's deep voice came from behind, and He Sheng couldn't help swallowing, his mind was filled with all kinds of delicacies, thinking about what Mu Yushen would do Kind of.

Mu Yushen is a superb cook, as long as you want to eat, he can make it!So this is the craziest thing about He Sheng, she is a foodie, facing such a temptation, she is really powerless to resist!

Then He Sheng heard the sound of wheels, followed by a burst of fragrance, He Sheng gritted his teeth, took a step, and left.

"Sweet and sour pork ribs, hairy crab, coke chicken wings, eggplant fried meat, couple's lung slices, stir-fried potato shreds, boiled beef." Mu Yushen read out the names of each dish with a seductive voice, and the plates fell down the sound of.

Listening to Mu Yushen's voice, He Sheng stopped slowly, his face was full of shock, his eyes were full of tears, full of longing, he slowly turned to him, his lips were tightly pressed, and his throat was a little sore.

And at the moment it's not because of how good the dishes are, but these are her favorites!
He stepped forward quickly, came to the dining table, wiped his eye sockets, his vision gradually became clear, and pointed at these: "Why do you do this?"

Mu Yu looked at her expression deeply, looked at her sideways, his eyes gradually softened, and said softly, "Just do whatever comes to your mind."

He Sheng's smile trembled a little, he sniffed his nose, turned his back to hold back the tears that were about to pour out, turned his head with a smile, blinked his big eyes and asked curiously: "Then what impression do you have?"

(End of this chapter)