In such a large office, the air is cool and there is not much difference between them.

It was only the burning smell in his nostrils that made him frown.

Take off your suit and put it on the sofa. Walk towards the lounge.

Before he got to the lounge, he saw his assistant standing at the door with a tangled face, saw him, opened his mouth, wanted to say anything, could not say anything, and his face was very wonderful.

"What's the matter?" The colder I turn my eyebrows, the thinner I open my lips.

The assistant just wanted to answer that Nian Xiaomu had run out of the kitchen with a spatula.

See more and more cold, smile Curved Eyebrow Eye immediately.

"Have you finished the meeting? Go wash your hands first, and you'll have dinner soon! "

“……” Yu Yuehan stares at her as if her cheeks are smoked red, and her pupils squint.

"Young master, that..." What did the assistant want to say? He had already stepped into the lounge.

Look at the table subconsciously.

On the table, there are the spoils that Nian Xiaomu fought for two hours.

"Let it go, let it go, the soup is a little hot!" Yu Yuehan had just stepped forward. Before he could see the dishes clearly, he saw her come out of the kitchen with a big bowl of hot dishes.

Pass by him and bang it on the table.

He took a hard breath, pulled off his apron, and raised his head excitedly.

"It's done!"

Yu Yuehan: "..."

She had done so many incredible things before, and had never seen her look so happy.

Today, she just cooked a meal. Is she too excited?

Seeing her like this, his expectation for the meal increased a little, and he turned to look at the table.

At one glance, he turned very strange.

"What is this?" Yu Yuehan asked, pointing to a dark dish on the table.

Nian Xiaomu raised his chin and took a look. "Fried fish, I remember to remove fishy smell and seasoning, but the fire seems to be a little big, and it burns a little bit accidentally."

“……” I can't even see the shape of the fish. How about a little?

More and more cold eyebrow heart Cu Cu, immediately, point to another red dish.

"And what is it?"

"Sweet and sour spareribs, I made them for the first time, but I have a strategy. It seems that there is a little more ketchup..." What Xiaomu said has been automatically blocked by someone.

She didn't pour a little more. She poured in the whole bottle of ketchup.

Yu Yuehan has given up asking and glanced at the dishes on the table.

He couldn't recognize other dishes except a plate of white vegetables.

Even the only recognizable green vegetables on that plate, because of the long cooking time, have become wilted yellow.

"You're going to let me eat this?" The colder I am, the darker my eyes are, and the darker my face is.

What he had expected was a feast, but what he saw now was a dark dish.

Young Mu was in a hurry. "Don't look at their bad looks. Maybe they taste good!"

"You tried?" I asked with cold eyebrows.

“……” No,

"So you want me to be a mouse?" Yu Yuehan's voice was chilly, and his black eyes stared at her, as if he would break her neck as long as she dared to nod.

Just as the two people were facing each other, a soft, waxy little figure was waking up in a daze and walking towards them.

Seeing delicious food on the table, I stood on tiptoe, and my little finger took a fried egg and put it into my mouth.