Spoiled Marriage: Big President, Little Sweetheart

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"How about, young lady?" Huo Yi was more nervous than Li Beijue himself, and asked her immediately.

From the perspective of the dishes, Sir Alex Ferguson has improved a little bit more than the last time. But he still couldn't guarantee whether it tasted good or not, after all, most of the dishes made by Sir Alex Ferguson were dark dishes. There is no way to judge the substance from the dishes.

Chi Eun-en put down his spoon and made a pertinent evaluation, "Not bad."

"Really?" Huo Yi didn't believe it very much, worried that Chi Enen lied to him.

Chi En'en was dumbfounded by his "honest" reaction. He couldn't imagine whether Li Beijue would see Huo Yi's reaction and would be furious, "Really. I didn't lie to you. Butler Huo didn't believe he could try it by himself. The taste is really good."

At least the salt is not used as sugar, and sugar is used as salt. Overall, it is six points.

Huo Yi looked at the bowl she handed over, waved his hand and refused, "I don't care, young lady, eat slowly, Sir Alex let you eat first, don't wait for him."

"It's okay, I'll wait for him. I'm not hungry anyway." She was ashamed to tell Huo Yi that she took Chi Baobao to eat something else this afternoon. Not only is she not hungry, but she is full. Li Beijue prepared a surprise half a month in advance. She wanted to say that she was full of food outside, which was too shameful. "Steward Huo can really give it a try. It tastes really good."

She strongly invited, but Huo Yi didn't plan to eat. As a housekeeper, he can tell his identity clearly, "You can eat the young lady. I will help you see if Sir Alex is done."

Seeing that he really didn't eat, Chi En'en had no choice but to forget it.

While Huo Yi turned around and couldn't see it, he quietly rubbed his stomach, silently praying in his heart that Master Stomach would give him some face tonight, eat more, and quickly digest the bowl of chicken that he ate in the afternoon.

...

Half an hour later, the handsome man came out carrying two fragrant steaks.

Wearing simple silver-gray home clothes on him, he just brought out a sense of nobility. With wide shoulders, narrow waist and long legs, plus that handsome face enough to let all the spotlights focus, this man is perfectly like a walking hormone.

Chi En'en drank the soup, and finally drank the jade white jade soup.

The originally six-point full stomach and the bowl of soup turned into eight-point full, even if the steak he brought out made people look appetite, Chi En'en also felt a little weak.

"Yours." Li Beijue walked up to her, put her share in front of her first, pulled the chair next to him, and sat down.

Huo Yi immediately followed and silently handed the tableware to the two of them.

Chi Eun received his own knife and fork, "Thank you."

Immediately after, she was locked in by a pair of domineering eyes, "Try the taste."

I don't know if it was because of cooking himself, his voice was hoarse and grainy, and he was very beautiful.

"Yeah." Chi Enen picked up the knife and fork, cut a small piece of steak, and tastefully tried the taste.

Originally, she thought the steak should taste similar to the jade white jade soup Huo Yi had served her before.

Unexpectedly, the steaks made by Li Beijue were even more delicious than she had imagined! It is tender and juicy, with a bite, the meat quality is q-flaps, and the heat control is just right, just like the Michelin chef made.

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