Exorbitant Wife: President Satan's Secret Lover

"Porchi, porphy, porphy—" The pot made a more boiling sound...

"If you don't turn off the fire again, will it be boiled dry?" Gu Jianqing kindly reminded.

"Gu Jianqing!" Ye Zheng called her name coldly, let go of her with a gray face, lowered his head and bit her lips hard, and turned to turn off the fire after venting, not to mention the inexplicable kiss just now And hug like nothing happened.

After tossing and tossing for more than two hours, the all-spicy feast was finally put on the table, and the red peppers seemed to whet the appetite.

Ye Zheng returned to his arrogant appearance, and looked at her amazed eyes proudly, "Gu Jianqing! Don't drop your saliva into the dishes."

Is she not that hungry?

Looking at the table full of dishes, a thought suddenly popped into his head, Gu Jianqing spread his palms towards him, "Give me the phone."

"What are you doing?" Ye Zheng asked curiously when he heard that Gu Jianqing asked for a mobile phone suddenly.

Gu Jianqing made a circle above the dishes on the table, "The meal cooked by President Ye is worth remembering." She wanted to share these photos with Yan Yan, and told her that Ye Zheng could cook, so she would definitely not will believe.

"Gu Jianqing, you'd better not drool over the photos." Ye Zheng said sarcastically, but with an uncontrollable smile on his lips, he took out his mobile phone and handed it to her.

Gu Jianqing resisted the urge to roll her eyes, she really didn't know where his self-confidence came from, unless she was going to starve to death one day, she would never... No, even if she was going to starve to death one day, she would never face it The photos are drooling.

Gu Jianqing stepped forward to get the phone, Ye Zheng looked at her maliciously, and suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his arms, into his arms.

At the dining table, Gu Jianqing bumped into Ye Zheng's arms, causing her a headache, "What are you doing?!" Her voice was full of anger and pain.

Ye Zheng didn't care about it at all, and turned her around easily, letting her carry her on his chest, one of his hands was ambiguously placed on her chest, and the other hand was holding the phone forward, with the camera facing the two of them.

"Crack——" the flash on the phone's camera flashed.

Ye Zheng took down his phone to see the effect.The perfect composition, he held her in his arms, his face was slightly tilted, his posture was high, with a smile on his lips, and she in his arms lowered her head, only seeing a pure and clean face.

"Gu Jianqing, will your eyes die if you look at the camera?" Ye Zheng asked displeasedly, and swipe the screen with his fingertips to save the photo

"..." Gu Jianqing looked at him speechlessly, since he disliked him so much, why should he keep it?She shouldn't have mentioned taking pictures of the dishes with her mobile phone...

"Here, go and take a picture." After saving the photo, Ye Zheng threw the phone into her hand like a charity, sat down on a chair beside him, and looked at her leisurely.

"Oh." Gu Jianqing responded lightly, picked up her mobile phone and took a picture of the delicious dishes on the table, taking close-up shots one by one...

It's just that the more you shoot, the more wrong it becomes. These dishes... are homely, and there is something wrong with the homely cooking. Hot and sour potato shreds, fish head with chopped peppers, fried duck with white peppers, mountain delicacies, fried pork with small peppers... the dishes are well done It is delicious in color, fragrance and taste.

But they are all very ordinary dishes, especially the ingredients, which are so ordinary...the ingredients used in Ye Zheng's afternoon snacks are dozens of times higher than these.

Could it be that this young master went to learn the home-cooked dishes of the civilians? !

In a restaurant with high-end European decoration, on the long western-style table, there are a bunch of dishes with extremely ordinary ingredients...