Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

Lin Ruoru sat down opposite the man, between them, separated by a large mahogany desk.

Lin Ruoruo smiled blankly, and sounded like a silver bell: "Well, I added two more dramas today, or I have already finished work. Have you eaten yet?"

The man shook his head: "Not yet, go out to eat?"

Men don't really like to eat outside.

Lin Ruoer’s gaze glanced at the documents in front of him, and smiled like a flower: "No, these documents will be taken to the meeting tomorrow. You are busy, I am going to cook."

The man looked up and smiled at the woman. "Simple, light, don't be too greasy."

Lin Ruoru got up and smiled. "Know it, the oil is fried, you don't like it."

Lin Ruoru out of the study, the man took a look at the time, almost eight o'clock...

At six o'clock from the company back to the villa, a job, it was busy for two hours.

Men like work very much. After the woman goes out, he continues to work hard.

An hour later, Lin Ruoru came up and told him to go downstairs to eat.

The two came to the restaurant on the first floor.

A table made of sandalwood with a vintage flavor.

On the table, there are four side dishes and one soup.

Looking at the dishes on the table, the man smiled. "Yes, your cooking has always been so good."

Lin Ruoruo smiled and said: "I know that you don't like to eat outside, I have to improve my cooking. I hope that you can eat every meal."

"I saw that you have squid in the refrigerator, you stewed the squid soup, put the onion ginger, the taste is particularly delicious." Lin Ruoru took a bowl of soup for the man.

The man sat down, took the silver flower carving spoon in the bowl and took a sip.

Nod, sincere praise: "Well, it’s delicious, the taste is really delicious."

Lin Ruouo took a sip after he took a bowl for himself.

When she heard the man praise her, she was full of anger and smiled: "Or the squid you bought is fresh, I can make a delicious soup."

The man heard and laughed.

He sipped the soup while scanning other dishes on the table.

Stir-fried bitter gourd, fried diced green peas, fried shrimp with three colors, scrambled eggs with chives.

They are all light home-cooked foods. If Lin Ruoru has a good cooking experience, don't look at the dishes, the taste is still very good.

Every dish is delicious and keeps the original taste of the dish.

“Is it fun today?” the man asked.

"It's okay, I planned to take two more games today, but there is an extra actor, because I have been NG a dozen times in a play, and I have delayed the progress."

"Temporary actor?" The man heard, frowning, he said, dissatisfied with the results.

"Ma San Gun" was invested by his company, and even the script was written by his company's screenwriter.

"Ma San Gun" is the work of Star Entertainment. The progress and quality must keep up with his festival.

Now because of an extra actor, a play is NG a dozen times, indicating that this extra actor acting is not good, but also affects the progress.

For him, quality and progress can't meet his requirements.

Lin Ruoru nodded and thought of the extra actor, she was not good. "Yeah, the audience of the crew said that after two or three years of debut, they have been running forever."

When the man heard it, he smiled and said: "Running two sets of dragons in the past, a NG dozen times in a play? Such people want to mix entertainment circles?"

"In fact, it is not her fault, she can't eat." Lin Ruruo is cooking for men. "It is the deputy director who used this scene to eat her tofu."

Lin Ruoru put the rice in front of the man, and he was very unhappy with the performance of the assistant director. "Jia Ning, you don't know how terrible the pants of the deputy director were at the time."