The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

Tong Yan’s chest was slightly warm, and the hand washing the fruit stopped.

Shi Yanyang stared at her like a smile, and under the light, the black ink of the night ran through a sly smile.

Tong Yan’s line of sight looked in his direction and caught the flash of light in his eyes. She groaned and coughed, calming her face, and she retorted her face. “Mr. Shi misunderstood, This dinner is not for you."

I paused the voice and added a sentence without sympathy. "When you do it yourself, you have done a little more than that. Mr. Shi is called glutinous rice!"

She explained that she was serious, as if she did not want to give a misunderstanding.

Shi Yanyang’s lips were slightly pumped, shrugging, and a look of what she said.

Tong Yan ignored him and continued to prepare for his dinner.

After doing a few French dishes, he went out and the man had not yet come to the table. Shi Yanyang first sat in the chair, holding the tableware in his hand, waiting for her, his eyes, it seems to be extremely expecting.

His movements, like the children in the kindergarten who took their own cutlery at the time of the meal, waited for the teacher to distribute the lunch, very naive!

Shi Yanyang has a quarter of French descent and has always been an elegant person.

This is the first time that Tong Yan has seen him on this side.

Maybe it’s so many meals, I’m so hungry.

Perhaps it was just simple, and I was looking forward to the dinner she had made.

This is extremely rare, and he probably has a lifetime. Tong Yan feels that he may not see it for the second time.

Without a little sympathy, she was suddenly moved.

He can only see this side of her!

"It's naive!" ruthlessly sarcastically, she handed one of the food to him.

Shi Yanyang’s hand holding the tableware stiffened and swept her over the side.

When Tong Yan didn’t see it, he went back to the kitchen and continued to serve the dishes.

Dinner for two people is very simple to eat, Tong Yan can not do complicated dishes.

Four dishes and one soup are all the most basic and basic.

Tong Yan is not so hungry, and almost all the food on the table is solved.

Today's Shi Yangyang ate and gorged.

Tong Yan saw his cold side, saw his elegance, his high cold, his hegemony, his ruthlessness, but he had never seen such a rude side.

She thinks she is one of his closest people, but this is the first time she has seen him like this.

I came to Paris for two days, stood outside the villa for one night, accompanied a day of classes, only to eat such a meal!

Tong Yan stared at him quietly for a moment, and his eyes suddenly became awkward.

However, such a mood was quickly opened again by her.

A man like him is not worthy of her sympathy!

Shi Yanyang swept a table of food, swallowed the previous wolverine after eating enough, and gently wiped his mouth with a napkin, and slowly stood up.

"Take me to go around! Go anywhere!" She took her, and she didn't agree with her. He took her and went outside the villa.

"The school is the same, there is nothing to look at." Tong Yan has no enthusiasm for his proposal.

Shi Yanyang’s foot was stopped, and she turned her head back and said, “I think it makes sense!”

Tong Yan raised his face, his eyes and his face, and calmly asked him along his words. "What's the point?"

Such a direct, but let Shi Yang Yang smashed.