Fast Transmigration: Raiders of that coquettish boss

Chapter 590 The Wife's Ugly Husband (49)

"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you! Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you..."

As soon as Pu stepped into the dining hall, Ye Wushuang was surrounded by a crowd. Mingyu was standing in the crowd, holding a simple cake with a candle on it, looking at him with a smile.

"Shou Xingjun, happy birthday!"

After the birthday song, she spoke first.

The rest of the servants and servants also followed Qiqi to pay respects to the birthday: "I wish you the blessings of the East Sea and the longevity of Nanshan, and you will always be healthy and happy!"

The last sentence was added by Mingyu.

Ye Wushuang's heart became hot, and she suddenly turned her head and said something nonsensical to Zong'er: "Zong'er, go and take off the fan."

He has practiced martial arts since he was a child, and his father has always raised him as a daughter. It is not surprising that he has a few confidantes and subordinates by his side. In just a moment, he was moved to kill.

This was a thought that he had never been born with when he received Xing Mingyu many times in the Xing Mansion.

He hates being deceived and betrayed the most. He has seen that feeling too much in the past from his father who is lifeless every day, and he doesn't want to end up in that situation himself!

just now-

Looking at the woman who was smiling like a flower in front of him and said weird words asking him to blow out candles and make a wish, he felt that even if she betrayed him one day, he would never pretend to be someone else.

He will personally... swallow her down to the bone, one bite at a time!

Zong'er was stunned for a moment before realizing that Zheng Jun asked him to remove the hanging fan from the plane tree.

"Here."

He responded with a low voice, turned around and hurried to fetch the fan.

According to Mingyu's instructions, Ye Wushuang closed his eyes and blew out the candles to make a wish, and then was dragged by Mingyu to the table.

The servants and servants next to him all looked at him enviously.

"It's only morning, so I just made you a bowl of longevity noodles, try it!"

Whether in the previous mission worlds or in her own real world, Mingyu is a good cook. Today she wanted to let Ye Wushuang feel her sincerity, so she made cakes and longevity noodles by herself. Ye Wushuang can like it.

"A gentleman cooks far away" in mother's country is "a woman cooks far away!"

When she went to the kitchen in the morning, Mingyu was baptized by the eyes of all the kitchen staff!

The longevity noodles on the table are still steaming, with green onions and coriander floating on top of the noodles, and a poached egg simmering next to the greens.

Ye Wushuang walked to the table blankly,

Almost mechanically, he picked up the chopsticks, picked up the noodles and stuffed them into his mouth.

The noodles are very strong, and his movements of eating noodles are elegant and noble.

He didn't eat slowly. He finished the long longevity noodles quickly. After finishing the noodles, he ate the poached eggs. In the end, Mingyu watched helplessly as he didn't even have a mouthful of soup left in the bowl. Drink up.

Eating up the food is the highest affirmation of the cooker's skill by the eater. Even knowing that his skill is good, Mingyu is still very happy to see Ye Wushuang clean up the noodles with his own eyes.

"How? How does it taste?"

Just as Ye Wushuang put down the bowl and chopsticks, she asked anxiously.

"Ah."

Ye Wushuang nodded, his expression was very serious, Mingyu stared at him for a long time, but couldn't see other expressions other than seriousness.

Seeing this, she couldn't help being a little disappointed!

But soon, she comforted herself and said: If the boss can be defeated with a bowl of longevity noodles, then what is the boss?
It's a pity that she didn't understand one thing from the beginning to the end. Sometimes, the boss doesn't need or lack anything, but the only thing he lacks is a person who can make him a bowl of longevity noodles with his own hands.

(End of this chapter)