77 sweet kisses from the president: the new wife is addicted

Chapter 1215 Something That Makes Him Greedy

However, Qi Yan didn't care about what An Yurou was thinking, so he kept his calm expression and continued to be busy with the work at hand.

An Yurou bit her lower lip, stared angrily at the shoes on the ground, closed the door, and the smile on her face disappeared instantly.

Quickly walking towards the servant's lounge, An Yurou directly opened the door.

The two maids who had already rested were startled by the sudden intruder, sat up quickly from the bed, and asked with a panicked expression, "An...Miss An...what are you doing?"

"Who has been to Qi Yan's bedroom today?" An Yurou directly cut to the point.

The two girls looked at each other and shook their heads: "We didn't go in."

"Really?" An Yurou asked dangerously.

The two girls replied in fear: "No really."

Seeing that they refused to admit it, An Yurou was a little angry, but after calming down and looking at it, the two maids were not very good looking, so Qi Yan probably wouldn't like them.

Looking down at them, An Yurou said, "Pack up your things and leave the castle now, and don't let me see you again."

"Miss An, who will clean the castle after we leave?"

"This is none of your business, I will invite someone else to come."

An Yurou snorted coldly.

Although she is very confident in herself, after all, she also has her own job, and she didn't stay in the castle for a long time. If any woman climbed into Qi Yan's bed while she was not near the water, then An Yurou would Isn't your efforts in vain?
The smart and decisive An Yurou directly fired the two girls who were younger than her and looked more tender than her, and replaced them with a few 40-year-old women to clean the castle.

In the morning, when Qi Yan woke up, he saw a new batch of servants in the castle. Although he was a little puzzled, he didn't feel the feeling of surveillance from them, so he didn't bother.

As usual, Qi Yan saw An Yurou's back busy in the kitchen, and for some reason, he thought of Nie Yao.

She is really thin, but she looks very good-looking in that colorful apron, like a magnet for magnifying and beautifying, every move deeply attracts Qi Yan's attention.

And the dishes she cooks are obviously simple home-cooked dishes, but Qi Yan thinks they are very delicious, even more delicious than the dishes made by famous chefs specially poached from various countries.

Did she add something to the dish...

Something that made him greedy and obsessed...

Like... poppies!
Qi Yan fell into deep thought, unaware that An Yurou had been watching him.

It wasn't until the people in the kitchen walked up to him that Qi Yan came back to his senses, and his voice was as indifferent as ever: "What's wrong?"

"Cousin, I know you don't like the dishes cooked outside. I learned a few more dishes today, and I made them myself."

The few dishes in the kitchen are brought out, which are very simple fried steak and stir-fry. Although the appearance is not very good, it still looks delicious.

The sensitive Qi Yan noticed that An Yurou had been holding her fingers gently with her head down, only to realize that her snow-white and beautiful hands had a few scalded blisters at some point.

Qi Yan said in a deep voice, "Yurou, let the cook do these things, you don't need to do it yourself."

An Yurou smiled slightly: "Cousin doesn't like to eat food made outside, and you don't like what the cook cooks, so I want to learn by myself, maybe you will like it?"

(End of this chapter)