President's Contract Game

"OK, OK, I'll cook this dish so that the husband doesn't say it's bad!" the fat cook sent her away unhappily.

Shiya immediately ran out of the kitchen and ran to the nearest bathroom.

When she came out of the bathroom, Lei junluo had entered the living room. She blinked and looked at the time. It was less than 5:30. Today he came back early again!

No, the food is not ready yet!

As soon as Shiya thought of this, she immediately ran to the kitchen.

"Do something bad and run away when you see me!" Lei junluo narrowed his eyes slightly and made a sound.

"I......" Shiya pointed to the kitchen. "I'm going to help in the kitchen. The cook will be too busy alone!"

Lei junluo glanced at her noncommittally and sat down on the sofa: "has Xia Xiaomi come to you?"

"Xiaomi?" Shiya was stunned.

Lei junluo saw her reaction and immediately understood: "it's all right, go to the kitchen!"

"Oh!" Shiya nodded and went to the kitchen.

She served the dishes one by one. Looking at the dishes with all the colors, flavors and flavors, Shiya couldn't help but move her fingers. She secretly glanced at Lei junluo, who sat gracefully. She had some regrets at the bottom of her heart that she couldn't cook. Otherwise, she might mix in, make him think it was made by a fat cook, and then eat it up.

"Sir, the dishes are ready for dinner!" Shiya put the last dish on the table and withdrew immediately.

Lei junluo raised his eyebrows and looked at her strange expression. He thought suspiciously. Then he snorted coldly and measured that she was unable to make such a dish. Then he felt relieved to reach for the dish.

Shiya watched him eat it at ease until he reached out to clip the plate of shredded fish meat. It was originally her dish. Now she watched him put it into his mouth and chew it. If only he could eat so much of what she did.

Before his thoughts flashed, Lei junluo's face changed. He took a paper towel to cover his lips, then spit it on the paper towel and put it aside: "this won't be your masterpiece again, Tang Shiya!"

"This, I......" Shiya shook her head innocently, "no, it's not me!"

The fat cook snapped: "why not you? The materials are all prepared by you. I know you can't make good things. Fortunately, I want to give you another chance. It's really disappointing!"

"Cook, I..."

"Yes, there's nothing to argue!" Jon, who didn't know the inside story, frowned. She clearly remembered that Tang Shiya asked to cook this dish.

Pop!

Lei junluo put down his chopsticks and said with a cold face, "didn't you understand what I told you this morning?"

"I, I..." Shiya took a deep breath and lowered her head consciously.

Although she didn't cook the dishes, she prepared the materials. Yes, she didn't listen to him

Lei junluo lost his good mood and got up and left again.

Jon came forward with a straight face and came out to blame Shiya: "Sir, I hate that others shirk their responsibility when they do something wrong, which makes him more angry than refusing to listen to his words and insisting on cooking."

Shiya's eyes swept the fat cook aside and bitterly carried the black pot: "I'm sorry!"

In the kitchen, Shiya was washing the dishes. The fat cook stood aside to eat, picked up the plate of fish flavored shredded meat and sent it to her mouth. She chewed a few mouthfuls, slightly twisted her eyebrows and said, "Sir, what nose is it now, but not a little fishy smell."

Shiya didn't speak and continued to wash the dishes.

"Don't worry, you helped me make a mistake. I'll teach you tomorrow and pay you back!" the fat cook raised her eyebrows and uttered a voice of disdain.

Shiya simply said, "thank you!"

"But I didn't wronged you. You prepared these ingredients. Sir must feel bad after eating the fishy smell!" the fat cook decided she was right and ate it herself.

After a while, Shiya couldn't hear her clicking voice. Instead, she heard the dishes and chopsticks falling off one side.

When she looked back in doubt, she saw the fat cook with her mouth open, staring at the front and opening in horror: "first, sir!"

Outside the kitchen door, Lei junluo stood upright. Jon stood aside at the beginning. The fat cook immediately picked up the dishes and chopsticks on the ground and put them into the sink, and then pushed Shiya: "go away, go away, clumsy, I'll do it myself!"

Shiya was pushed aside and occupied her work. She didn't know what to do for a while.

"Come out!" Lei junluo said, then turned around and left first.

Jon first glanced at the fat cook on one side and looked gently at Shiya: "didn't you hear Mr. calling you out?"

"Yes!" Shiya immediately responded, wiped her hands and went out.

In the living room, Lei junluo had a medicine box in his hand. His slender fingers held a cotton swab and stained with the liquid medicine in a small bottle. His manner was so elegant that he couldn't move his eyes.

"Come here!"

"Oh!" Shiya went over.

"Stretch out your hand!" Lei junluo said again, simple and clear.

Shiya didn't listen this time. Anyway, she put her hand behind her and hid it.

Lei junluo screwed up his eyebrows and looked up at her with an unhappy cold hum: "it's the rebellious period?"

"I, my hands are ugly!" Shiya endured her grievance and didn't open her eyes to him.

"Reach out!"

"No!"

"Don't let me say it for the third time!" Lei junluo was vaguely angry.

Shiya looked at his firm eyes, and then she stretched out her hand. Her hand, which was scalded and not well maintained, and did a lot of housework, became swollen and thick. Her nails were trimmed short for work convenience, which seemed to have no beauty.

Where was Tang Shiya once packaged like a Christmas gift sent to him? Where was she worthy of such a noble and elegant him? Shiya couldn't raise her head with low self-esteem.

Lei junluo took her hand and carefully put the medicine on her: "who asked you to do such a job! I just asked you to please me. Did you let you be a servant?"

Please, isn't that it?

Shiya looked at him innocently.

"Stupid, don't you know there are many ways for a woman to please a man?" Lei junluo couldn't help attacking her, but a smile came up on her lips. "I heard you asked Joe how to please me. What did she teach you?"

"Housekeeper Qiao said, she said..." Shiya tried to remember.

"It's easy to please your husband. Just do what your husband asks you to do, say what your husband wants to hear, and send what your husband likes!"

"As a result, you didn't do anything!"

"Why, I'm trying to do it!" Shiya protested. "I'm trying very hard to learn to make what you like to eat, but... I can't do it well all the time!"

"Are you really sure you know what I like to 'eat'?" Lei junluo teased in a low voice.

"Isn't it the signature dish cooked by the fat cook?" it's often boasted by the fat cook.

"Oh!" Lei junluo smiled noncommittally, "what did I ask you to do? What did I want to hear? What did you do?"

"I..." Shiya tried to recall and found that she seemed to ignore these two points. Instead, she did what he didn't let her do. As for what he liked to listen to, a flash of light flashed in her mind. "Does Mr. Lei like to listen to stories?"

"Story?"

"Well, fairy tales! I've seen 1001 nights, and Andersen's fairy tales, including snow white and seven dwarfs, Cinderella and Prince!" Shiya recommended excitedly.

Lei junluo's face was completely twisted, and his men inadvertently forced.

"Ah!" Shiya cried in pain.

"Sorry, does it hurt?"

"Woo..."

"Don't hide, let me see!"

"Ha ha, I lied to you. It won't hurt for a long time!"

"You, you dare..." Lei junluo narrowed his eyes angrily and looked directly at her.

Shiya quietly stared at him and looked at his nervous appearance for her. This time, she looked very carefully and didn't read it wrong. He was really nervous about her. It felt strange. It seemed that his nose was a little sour and his eyes were a little hot. Suddenly, endless grievances sprang up, because he was domineering, ferocious and cold, and wanted to shed tears.

But I really want to look at him so quietly

Red nose, red eyes, I don't know whether it's the water mist from fear or grievance. At the moment, Tang Shiya looks like a pure white rabbit. People can't help but want to get close, kiss and touch!

The distance between the two people gradually narrowed, and the four lips were about to touch each other.

"Boss!" a sudden voice came, interrupting the atmosphere full of pink petals.

Shiya quickly ran away and her face turned red.

Lei junluo glared at Ou Shaoyang and shot a murderous sight.

"Sorry, I'll come back later!" Ou Shaoyang turned around wisely.

"Come back!" Lei junluo said angrily, got up and quickly walked to the study. When passing Shiya, he didn't forget to leave a sentence in her ear, "come to my room and tell a story in the evening!"

Shiya's cheek burned worse.

Ou Shaoyang looked at Shiya and hurried to keep up.

Shiya strolled to his door in a conservative pink Pajama with the fairy tales of Andersen found in the old study piled up in the villa.

She glanced over the lighted study, then turned to the closed master bedroom, and then shyly took back her sight.

When on earth will they finish their work?

Should she go in and wait for him, or wait until he comes out?

Will he like the story she prepared for him?

She clenched the story book with her fingers and lingered at the door of the master bedroom for a long time. She was deciding to go back to her room to rest first. The door of the study opened in time.

Shiya's face flashed a burst of joy. Seeing Ou Shaoyang beside him, she immediately restrained clumsily.

"Boss, I'll go first. Good night!"

"Good night!"

Seeing off Ou Shaoyang, Lei junluo's eyes turned to Shiya standing outside the master bedroom. Watching her standing in the corridor waiting for him in cotton slippers and pajamas, he was cute and funny, which made him have the impulse to hug.

Shiya greeted his eyes, smiling in his eyes, lips and teeth slightly

"What are you doing standing here so late?" Lei junluo walked forward indifferently, didn't even look at her, and went straight to the master bedroom.

Shiya was slightly stunned. She was stunned by his sudden 360 degree change of attitude. After a long time, she explained, "yes, you let me come. Have you forgotten?"

"I'm not in the mood today. Go back!" Lei junluo stretched out his hand to hold the door handle and made a cold sound.

"Oh, oh!" Shiya nodded clearly and reluctantly raised her smile, but her eyes were already red, "good night!"