Little Runaway Wife:Enter the Wrong President's Room

"I'm here, too, to find something to eat." Ou zhehao's deep voice was casual.

"Are you here for food, too?" Blue heart Yue seems to believe or not, looking at her in doubt.

Ou zhehao looked down at her with a lazy look and a light look: "since your purpose is the same, why don't you cook for me tonight?"

"Ah?" Blue heart Yue expression a Zheng, cheek twitch: "why let me do for you to eat?"

"Do you want me to cook for you?" Ou zhehao has a lofty appearance, straight posture, slender and proud. He stands in the kitchen, and his whole body condenses a noble and inviolable temperament of the superior.

LAN Xinyue felt his strong pressure and felt short of breath.

"Of course not. How dare I bother you to cook yourself, President?" She quickly dog legs smile, cheek smile bright.

"In that case, you'll have dinner tonight." Ou zhehao gently tugs at the corner of his mouth, and decides to do it at the moment.

"But..." blue heart Yue small eyebrows wrinkled into a ball, a pair of expression.

"Why, don't you dare to cook because you are not good at cooking?" Ou zhehao deliberately excites her, leaning against the glass platform wantonly with a straight posture, and asks with an evil eyebrow.

"Who said I didn't dare? My skill is very good, comparable to that of a chef! Just be patient and wait for a while. I'll serve it to you soon. " Blue heart Yue instinctive excuse, boast Haikou, said eyebrow color fly.

Ou zhehao is finally satisfied. His eyes are deep and quiet. His thin and cool lips are curved like nothing. Before he leaves, he still asks, "remember to put less salt and oil!"

"I see!" Blue heart Yue stuffy back, toward his back, made a face.

About an hour later, ou zhehao was already quite impatient waiting in the restaurant.

Finally, I saw LAN Xinyue coming with a silver tray.

Her eyes narrowed into two cracks with a smile. Ou zhehao, who had never seen in the world, felt inexplicably that she was averse to cold.

"President, you can have dinner!"

LAN Xinyue happily put the tray on the table, took out two silver plates and the knives for Western food, and put them in front of Ou zhehao one by one.

"What is this?" Ou zhehao looked at a lump of black things in the silver plate in front of him. His original handsome face gradually became more and more ugly, black and blue.

"You don't know what I'm doing?" LAN Xinyue cried out in disbelief.

"What is this?" Ou zhehao's eyebrows wrinkled more and more tightly, and his thin lips pursed tightly. He picked up the knife and fork and moved it up and down in the dark things, but he couldn't do it.

"Black pepper steak, you don't see that?" LAN Xinyue looks at him strangely and thinks what she has done is obvious.

"Is this your steak with black pepper?" Ou zhehao's deep eyes carefully studied the dark things, and his face seemed to become more ugly. His handsome three-dimensional features seemed to be covered with a thick haze.

If she didn't say what it was, he couldn't see why. The whole steak was charcoal black and burnt, which could even be described as miserable.

"Yes Blue heart Yue nodded, lips have a sweet smile.

Ou zhehao took a cold breath and was covered with black lines on the spot: "I'm suddenly very supportive. I don't want to eat any more. You can eat."

LAN Xinyue blinked her bright eyes and grinned: "you don't have to be polite with me..."

"I'm really not polite to you!" Ou zhehao replies quickly.

"It's very kind of you."

"I'm not very polite to you."

They pushed the silver plate in front of them.

Blue heart Yue incomparably warm and considerate of the silver plate dead press in front of him, face with a smile: "president, you eat it? I'm sure you'll never forget it. "

Ou zhehao was stunned and looked at the black and burnt steak on the plate. He trembled and faintly saw... Death.

He took the fork and poked it casually. The corner of his mouth twitched uncontrollably: "Lan Xinyue, this is what you call a chef's skill?! Are you sure you can eat the steak like this? "

"Why not?" Blue heart Yue stares at again round big eyes, say to speak eloquently: "you don't so value appearance good?"? The steak I fried is not as good as the chef in the top Western restaurant. It doesn't look so good, but the taste is absolutely first-class. Do you want to try it? "

Ou zhehao couldn't help twitching at the corner of his mouth, and his face suddenly became dark.

He took the fork, rummaged through the plate, and finally——

"What is this?" Ou zhehao picked out a long hair in the steak and asked in horror.

"This one?" Blue heart Yue looked at this hair, suddenly some silly eyes.

This long hair is obviously hers.

She bit her lip and turned her eyes, desperately trying to shirk her responsibility: "well, maybe, maybe... I didn't notice when I was frying the steak just now, and accidentally dropped a long hair into it. But you don't have to care, my hair is absolutely clean, I swear I wash my hair every day. So this hair will not affect the quality of my steak. "

"Your hair? Clean hair? " Ou zhehao's face changed again and again, and he looked at her in amazement.

"Mm-hmm!" Blue heart Yue suddenly nods, in the next plan to continue to deceive ou zhehao to eat the steak she painstakingly fried for him, ou zhehao suddenly "pa", heavily put the knife and fork on the table, stood up and left.

Blue heart Yue Leng in situ, some don't understand why ou zhehao suddenly turn over.

Get angry?!

Angry?!

In a rage, you want to beat her up?

Think of here, blue heart Yue scalp a hemp, only feel there are countless cold wind, from all directions, whistling to her neck irrigation.

She took a cool breath, but without thinking about it, she caught up with her.

Ran to the kitchen door, ou zhehao happened to come out from inside.

The moment I saw her, I hooked my finger to her: "Lan Xinyue, come here!"

LAN Xinyue, who is deeply afraid of Ou zhehao's anger, immediately flies over like a pet trying to win the owner's happiness. She pulls her ears and asks, "president, I'm here. What's the matter?"

Ou zhehao, with a look of awe inspiring, put the plate with a few pieces of broken hair in front of her

"..." Lan Xinyue looked at the hair on the plate and was stunned.