After my divorce, I opened a gourmet restaurant

For a moment, Han Yan's head was down, his brain was buzzing, and his CPU almost burned out.

The main reason is that the distance between the two is too close, almost the tip of the nose can touch the tip of the nose, and Luo Ningxue is full of aggression.

The last time Han Yan saw her attack so arrogant was when they met for the first time.

"Wait, you..."

Luo Ningxue frowned, and there was no blush on her fair face, but Han Yan's face was blushing so badly that her breathing and heartbeat accelerated.

"You are not allowed to teach other women to cook in the future, you know?"

"

Huh?

Han Yan reacted, smelled the aroma of osmanthus flowers, and immediately pushed Luo Ningxue away.

"Did you eat the osmanthus cake in the back kitchen?!!

"What's wrong?" Luo Ningxue was obviously still angry about what happened just now, and her tone was extremely tough.

"Oh! I feel sorry for what it's doing!" Han

Yan was two big, and he knew that he should have poured all the harmful osmanthus cakes into the swill bucket.

"Luo Ningxue, calm down, don't be impulsive, it's good to get past this strength, all this is the effect of the buff, not what you think in your heart. "

What nonsense are you talking about, I don't care, I just want you to make a choice, who do you choose!" Luo

Ningxue completely ignored Han Yan's words, and behaved like a child competing for favor at the moment.

Out of

helplessness, Han Yan pressed Luo Ningxue in front of the washstand, and slapped water on her face.

The delicate makeup was instantly spent!

Luo Ningxue's love brain is also clear!

She ignored the makeup on her face, her collar was wet, she glared at Han Yan shyly, and then her expression couldn't say whether she was wronged or shy, and ran out of the restaurant directly.

"Shame

, shame, shame!" Luo Ningxue's cheeks were flushed, and she couldn't wait to slap herself now.

When Han Yan taught Chen Xuanxuan to cook, she was indeed very unhappy and had mixed emotions, but blocking people in the bathroom wall was not something she could do?

On the other side, Han Yan just pushed open the door of the back kitchen, and Chen Xuanxuan hugged his waist directly.

It's over!

Han Yan's head buzzed, and his expression was full of helplessness.

Speaking of which....

Unlike

Luo Ningxue's domineering aggression, Chen Xuanxuan is much gentler.

"Han Yan, I know I'm a little reckless, after all, we just met yesterday, but some people just make people look at each other for ten thousand years, and you are such a person.

"You don't know that from the first time I saw you, my heart was happy, I have never been so impulsive before, it was you who gave me courage, I want to eat your cooking for the rest of my life.

Han Yan sighed.

It's crazy again!

At this moment, the live broadcast room is boiling again.

"I'll go, what's the plot? My brain is numb!"

"The anchor actually confessed to a person who had just known him for two days, which... Isn't this too fast!

" "What's fast, it's enough to like a person at a glance, and people who don't like it don't like it every day." "

Ahhh

Obviously, Han smoke at this moment has become an electronic mustard that netizens watch while eating at noon.

Han Yan couldn't manage his expression in front of the camera, so he put pressure on Chen Xuanxuan and forcibly washed his face.

Chen Xuanxuan froze in place with a stunned face, thinking back to what happened just now, it was like a dream!

"Ahhhh

!!

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Han Yan, who was haggard and emaciated, glanced at the osmanthus cake, and his whole person was not good

! What kind of ghost flower cake is this

! It's too evil!

The monk has to return to the spot when he eats a bite.

Du Ying walked into the back kitchen with a puzzled expression.

"What's wrong just now, did Xuanxuan and that friend of yours get into a fight, why did they all run away?"

Du Ying, who didn't eat the melon, was stunned like a child of more than 100 pounds.

"Alas, don't mention it!" Han

Yan waved his hand, "It'll be fine with braised pork in a while, you serve the stir-fried beef first, this is the lunch for the two of us."

"Okay!"

Du Ying was refreshed when he heard that there was braised pork to eat, and suddenly he saw the osmanthus cake on the stove.

"Boss, is this a pastry you made? it smells so good!" she

picked up a piece and put it in her mouth.

"Don't eat it!"

Han Yan roared, snatched the osmanthus cake, and said solemnly: "In this kitchen, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't eat this osmanthus cake." "

......

On the second day of the osmanthus cake turmoil, Zhao Kai came to Han Yan's house in despair, carrying a dozen beers in his hand, and his expression was very depressed.

"Woman, woman!"

he began to recite as soon as he entered the room, as if the woman had taken him to the ground.

Needless to say, the confession must have been rejected.

Han Yan was very upset by his appearance.

"Isn't it just a woman, there is no grass in the world, and if you are rejected, you will be rejected, if you want to open a little, you are looking for it.

Zhao Kai was heartbroken, "No, I just want her, do you know that I was full of joy when I saw her."

In the next three hours, Zhao Kai unilaterally expressed his liking for that girl.

Eventually he drank too much and fell asleep.

Han Yan breathed a long sigh of relief, hoping that tomorrow this unlucky guy can return to normal.

However, the next day, Zhao Kai was still in a negative state.

On the third day, it was still negative.

On the fourth day, it was still negative.

On the fifth day, also in the negative.

On the sixth day, it was negative again.

On the seventh day, Han Yan almost didn't slap this guy twice, exuding negativity all day long, isn't it just a loss of love? No, falling out of love is not counted, it's a confession failure, isn't it?

After being scolded by Han Yan, Zhao Kai finally cheered up and went back to Shencheng to look for a job.

My ears are finally clear.

Han Yan lay on the bed and sighed sincerely.

In the past few days, he has almost not been annoyed to death, and the visa to the UK is also being processed, perhaps because the system is playing a role in secret, and the visa processing is exceptionally smooth.

Early the next morning, Han Yan came to the store and cleaned briefly, and he may be in a foreign country two days later.

He hadn't figured out exactly what to do, but he had to go over first.

Twenty days later, the English proficiency skills were gone, and by that time he had to come back, whether he succeeded or failed.

The system is a broken task, and it's really annoying to think about it.