The best little cook

Starting from her encounter with Jiang Yanyu tonight, she invited herself to come here, and then played cards with President Hu, so that he could increase his favor.

Step by step, all in this woman's calculation, this woman's mind is really terrible.

If she really calculated herself, I'm afraid he's going to be eaten now and there's no bone left.

Zhang Ye subconsciously leaned to the other side, a little far away from Qin yaoyue.

It's just such a small action, but it doesn't escape Qin yaoyue's eyes, but she doesn't say anything, only the corners of her mouth are slightly tilted, smiling and speechless.

"It turns out that's the case. It's easy to do. As long as President Hu can reduce the excess fat, fatty liver is not so terrible. Today's people all have this kind of symptoms." Zhang Ye light said.

Lose fat!

Hu and Feng Feifei all laughed bitterly, which was the most difficult thing for them. How could Hu, who had been nurturing for decades, work so hard to lose more than 100 kilograms of fat.

"Mr. Zhang, maybe you don't know. My husband is good at everything, but he doesn't like sports, and he also likes to eat. The doctor told him to avoid food several times, but he didn't listen. It's not easy to lose weight. " Feng Feifei said with a bitter smile.