The local tyrant president is not easy to mess with

Chapter 310
After the new product launch, Hu Die still has some things to do, so she has to stay in Paris for a few days, and He Yacheng has been by her side all the time, and he takes care of her daily necessities of life.

After Ran Zijin returned to China, Hu Die moved out of that rented house and bought a small apartment by herself, which was fully equipped with all kinds of furniture, but she basically didn't do anything except take a bath and sleep at home. , that kitchen is so clean that it can reflect people.

"You haven't used this kitchen before, have you?" He Yacheng asked Hu Die like this when he first came here.

"Yes! You know I can't cook. The kitchen is just a decoration for me. I want it because the house is designed like this, and I can't get rid of it. If this house is designed by myself, I absolutely Don’t want the kitchen, I’ll turn it into an audio-visual room or something, anyway, it’s a place for leisure.” Hu Die looked at He Yacheng, who was making coffee, and said, “I’ve never used this coffee machine, if you don’t come, It is estimated that it will not be able to wait for someone to come to 'fortune' in its entire life!"

"It seems that we have to hire a professional chef in the future, otherwise you will be hungry when I get busy." He Yacheng said with a smile.

"You know how to cook?"

"Well. I can basically cook everything except for complicated food, no matter Chinese food or Western food." He Yacheng gave the brewed coffee to Hu Die, "Try the fancy coffee I made!"

"This rabbit is so cute!" Hu Die looked at the rabbit's head on the coffee in the mug, and felt that He Yacheng was still very handy.

"It's as cute as you. Drink it, it tastes better than a rabbit."

Hu Die took a sip, "Sure enough! He Yacheng, you don't want to start a company, you go to open a coffee shop! Just open by the Seine River!"

"In this way, while you are working in Paris, you can call me to deliver coffee anytime, anywhere, 24 hours a day, right?"

"Yes! You're right! Besides, don't you know how to cook? I can also ask you to cook for me! In this way, I will be in charge of outsiders, and you will be in charge of insiders. How good is the division of labor!"

"You're not married yet, so you're starting to think about who will support the family?" He Yacheng dipped his finger in the foam from the coffee, and put a little on the tip of Hu Die's nose, "But I think it's better for a man to do the hard work of raising a family! I'm in charge of making money To raise a family, you are responsible for spending money and looking good! This is also a clear division of labor, and you don't have to run around!"

"Heck. You said it! You support the family! But—" Hu Die said seriously, "Ya Cheng, I don't want to be a boring rich wife who only stays at home, I want to be a strong woman in my career, not too strong The very strong ones, like Zijin, have a job of their own, and can work hard to complete the work seriously, so that their own value can be reflected, so that they can have a sense of accomplishment and value."

"I know. So I am responsible for supporting the family. Your job is to make your life more valuable. You don't need to make money, as long as you are happy." Of course He Yacheng knew that Hu Die would not be a woman completely dependent on a man , "Your clothing company, you can make it bigger if you want to. I fully support you, as long as you want to keep it as it is now. But, can you transfer the company back to China?"

"I'm thinking about it, and it depends on your performance." Hu Die smiled slyly, she knew what He Yacheng meant, the properties of the He family and the Hu family were both in China, and she was abroad alone, so he would definitely not come abroad. So it is not a long-term solution for the two to fly back and forth for a long time.

"Then officially enter the inspection period now?" He Yacheng put down his coffee cup, put his arms around Hu Die's waist, and lowered his head to bite her nose, where the coffee foam he ordered was there.

"En." Hu Die originally wanted to agree, but unexpectedly, the meaning changed after opening his mouth, which sounded more like a whisper.

"Do you want it?" He Yacheng smiled softly and asked the person in his arms.

"I want to. But it can't be here." Hu Die nodded, put down her coffee cup, and put her arms around his neck, "Let's go to the bedroom."

This is the kitchen, I haven't cooked a meal yet, so maybe it's the first time I use it, just to tell her to come here with him and so on and so on!

"But I think it's very good here." He Yacheng said with his hands already moving.

"Don't be here, okay?" Hu Die said coquettishly.

"Occasionally changing places can increase the fun. Be good, don't be afraid." He Yacheng hugged Hu Die on the marble table and guided her carefully.

Gradually Hu Die let go, completely immersed in deep love.

From this day on, He Yacheng lived in Hu Die's small apartment, and the two of them were as sweet as newlyweds.

In the morning, He Yacheng prepared breakfast, woke Hu Die up to have breakfast, then sent her to work, and then went to buy ingredients.

At noon, I came to the company to pick up Hu Die, and the two of them went out to eat together. If time is sufficient and allowed, they can sneak a date while they are busy, watch a movie, and go shopping.

Later, he sent her back to the company, and he went home to cook dinner, waited for her to go home for dinner, took a walk at night, watched TV together, and did things he liked to do together.

"Ya Cheng, I'm back!" Hu Die smelled the delicious food as soon as she entered the room, and couldn't help taking a deep breath, "It smells so good, is it boiled pork?" He rushed to the kitchen door and asked.

"Authentic boiled pork slices." He Yacheng was wearing an apron. The apron belonged to a lady, it was a little small, and it looked a little funny hanging around his neck. With his sleeves rolled up, he was cutting onions, ginger and garlic with a kitchen knife.

"Oh! Your knife skills are so good!" Hu Die opened her eyes wide in surprise, watching He Yacheng, like a professional chef, holding a kitchen knife in one go, and that piece of ginger has become shredded ginger, and it is very thin.

He Yacheng has cooked meals for her for several days, but this is the first time she has seen him cooking, because he came back late before, but he came back early today when work went smoothly, and his meals were not ready. She just admired his handsome cooking.

"I learned it specially." I learned it specially for her.

After Hu Die left, He Yacheng felt very empty for a period of time. He felt that life was irritating, so he remembered that Hu Die liked food, so he used his spare time to learn how to cook, thinking that if she came back, they would get married in the future, and they would not need to cook. Because both of them can't cook, they are hungry.

"Ya Cheng, you are amazing! I really adore you!" Hu Die put her hands under her chin, imitating the cute girls in foreign anime to make star eyes.

"Pfft!" He Yacheng couldn't help laughing, then raised his eyebrows and asked, "Since you worship so much, is there any reward?"

"Yes!" said Hu Die, she rushed over, hugged He Yacheng, and kissed him on the lips.

"I'm not afraid of the oily smell on my body!" He Yacheng said contentedly.

"A man with a smell of oily smoke is more attractive! I love you so much, Ya Cheng! From now on, you will be my professional chef!" Hu Die stood beside He Yacheng, looking for something that could be eaten raw, and just grabbed some and put them away Into the mouth, said vaguely.

"Have you washed your hands?" He Yacheng looked at Hu Die who looked like a child, and couldn't help chuckling, his heart was full of happiness.

"I'm going to do the laundry right now, and put the bag away." Hu Die quickly ran out, put the bag away, changed her clothes, and took an apple into the kitchen.

She washed the apples, peeled them, cut them into pieces, and fed them to He Yacheng, who was cooking, with a toothpick.

He Yacheng's face was red, and he looked very cute. Hu Die played with him, "I fed you apples, and you blushed? So you are so shy, why didn't I notice it before!"

"Well. As you get older, your skin should be thicker, but mine is thinner." He Yacheng also bickered with her, but he could ignore his physical discomfort.

"It's better to be thinner. I will blush when I see a woman in the future, and I will never dare to get close to a woman again!" Hu Die said with a smile, then put down the fruit plate and ran out, "I will clean up dining table!"

"I bought red wine, you can find it, and put it in the living room." He Yacheng supported the kitchen cabinet with one hand, wiped the fine sweat from his forehead with the other, bent down and beat Xiaoyuetui, and rested It took a while to start cooking.

Hu Die went to find red wine, and when he came back, He Yacheng blushed even more, "Yacheng, is the kitchen airtight? Did you blush like this before cooking? Why don't you stop cooking tomorrow and let's go out to eat."

She reached out and wiped the sweat on his forehead. The temperature in the kitchen was higher than outside, and he had been here for a long time, so he must have been suffocated due to the lack of air circulation.

"It's okay, it happens occasionally. Because today is Sichuan cuisine, there are a lot of peppers, and it's choking and spicy, so that's it." He Yacheng stir-fried lean meat, "Hu Die, I suddenly remembered that there is no light soy sauce, you go downstairs to see See if there is any in the nearby store, if not, forget it, I can use this soy sauce instead.”

"Okay! I'll go right away!" Hu Die happily ran errands for He Yacheng.

After He Yacheng sent Hu Die away, he dared to frown, went to find some pills in his suitcase and ate them, went to the bathroom to wash his face, and then returned to the kitchen to continue.

Hu Die ran around and finally bought light soy sauce. When she came back, she ran back to the kitchen and handed it to He Yacheng, "I didn't come back too late, did I?"

"No, just right, I'm about to use it." He Yacheng said, using a kitchen knife to cut the plastic packaging on the soy sauce bottle, opened the lid, and poured out some for later use.

Hu Die saw that He Yacheng's face was flushed from the hot and choking, so she consciously helped him from the sidelines, or fanned him with a fan, seeing that the food was good, she was more active in serving food to the table than anyone else.

"Ya Cheng, sit down, and I'll serve the meal." She knew that his moon is not very good, and he has to stand for a long time to make a meal, and it might hurt at this moment, so she let him sit, and she came Simple little things like serving rice and pouring wine.

"Eat more, it's so hard every day, nutrition must keep up." He Yacheng kept adding vegetables to Hu Die, but he himself ate very little.

"You eat too! Why do you only watch me eat, and you don't eat it yourself?" Hu Die's mouth, which was raised by He Yacheng these days, has a big appetite.

"I'm eating." He Yacheng took a sip of the red wine, "You sure don't know that a cook will be satiated by the aroma after cooking a meal, so he eats less."

"What else?" Hu Die heard about this situation for the first time, and thought it was quite funny, "Anyway, my mother doesn't cook, I haven't heard my mother say, and the people in the kitchen won't be with us After eating, you won’t hear what they say. Next time I go home, I’ll go to the kitchen and ask the cook if she’s the same as you.”

"If you have to test the truth of every word I say, you will be very busy." He Yacheng looked dotingly at Hu Die, who had a good appetite.

"Just curious!" Hu Die added a piece of beef and fed it to He Yacheng's mouth, "You eat it too! After working so hard for so long, you must eat it back so you won't suffer!"

He Yacheng ate the beef and chewed it for a long time before swallowing it down, "Isn't it true that all chefs are stuffed to death?"

"Hahaha! Very likely!" Hu Die was amused by He Yacheng's humor.

After eating, He Yacheng went to clean up the kitchen, because he was doing all these.But today, Hu Die pulled him away and told him to sit there and rest.

"I'll do the dishes! I know how to do the dishes!" Hu Die quickly took the rest of the food to the kitchen, recalling what He Yacheng had done in the past few days, tidying up those things by category, throwing away those that should be thrown away, and those that should be put in the refrigerator Put in the freezer, then put the dishes in the sink.

"It's a pity that such good hands are supposed to design clothes, but now they are used to wash dishes." He Yacheng stood at the kitchen door, leaning against the door frame, looking at Hu Die who was washing dishes.

Hu Die, who is like Miss Qianjin, follows him now and has to wash the dishes. He is so distressed that he tightens his grip, and he also regrets why his Yuetui has become like this. If it wasn't for Yuetui's severe pain, he can do everything without hard work Butterfly.

"It doesn't matter. I have to wash the dishes after dinner!" Hu Die was washing the dishes seriously. Because it was the first time to wash the dishes, she moved very slowly, fearing that she might fall.

"I'll do it in the future. This kind of hard work should be done by men." He Yacheng endured the discomfort of Yue Tuibu, walked over, and put Ran Zijin's washed dishes into the cabinet.

"Washing the dishes is so hard work?" Hu Die retorted, but her heart was sweet. Now He Yacheng is just like Leng Muxuan, caring for her in every possible way.

After tidying up the kitchen, He Yacheng went to take a shower first, while Hu Die watched TV in the living room and prepared a fruit plate by the way.

Suddenly there was a noise in the bathroom, Hu Die was stunned for a moment, threw the fruit in his hand and rushed to the bathroom door to knock on the door, "Ya Cheng, open the door! What's wrong with you? Did you fall?"

"Ya Cheng! Open the door!" Hu Die knocked on the door again and again, but there was no sound inside except the sound of water, as if those noises just now were her hallucinations.

"Ya Cheng! Open the door! Open the door!" The door was locked, and Hu Die couldn't open it, so she could only pat it hard, and she cried in anxiety.

(End of this chapter)