"Dinner is ready, you can eat it, after you finish it, I'm going home!"
The man frowned and then looked in the direction of the restaurant.
Luo Yan glanced at him dully and walked away.
The man was wearing a white cotton sweater. The soft fabric perfectly showed the muscle lines on his body, especially the exposed bronze skin on his chest, which was full of masculinity.
Luo Yan stayed far away from him, but still secretly glanced at his back.
Suddenly, the man slammed his chopsticks on the table. Luo Yan's body tensed up instinctively. When she raised her head, she saw the man's angry eyes directed towards her.
"Redo it!"
"What? Redo it? Hey, do you know how long it took me to make this meal?"
Luo Yan rushed forward and asked with a very dissatisfied look on her face. The man's lips curled up in a mocking arc, "Since you are very dissatisfied with this job, you don't have to come tomorrow!"
After saying that, the man raised his head and turned around to leave with an arrogant attitude. Luo Yan was so angry with him that she had to compromise. Subconsciously, she eagerly grabbed the man's hand and bit her red lips in panic.
Said, "Then... I can just do that again. Please don't end our labor contract!"
The man turned back, glanced at her coldly, then looked down, landing on her little hand holding his wrist.
Luo Yan immediately retracted her hand, her face was gray, embarrassed and aggrieved, but more of a forbearance towards life.
Being stared at by the man, her eyes quickly filled with tears. However, she bit her teeth and forced back all the tears that she shouldn't have.
"Sir, yes... I'm sorry. I may not know your taste very well, so you don't like the food I made, but it doesn't matter. I'll try again, and I'll make it again for you now..."
The man looked at her big, forbearing eyes that were already red, and scolded her impatiently, "Then why are you still standing here!"
"Oh, oh..." As soon as she turned around, she almost shed tears. However, she still raised her eyebrows and smiled. It's nothing. It's nothing. This is work. There will always be times when work is not done well. She comforted herself and immediately
I walked into the kitchen again.
Half an hour later, two dishes and one soup were served in front of the man again, "Sir..."
The man was sitting in the living room reading a financial magazine. Before Luo Yan finished speaking, he stood up immediately. When he walked to the dining table, he bent over and took a bite, frowning again, "It's too spicy, make it again!"
When the word "redo" cruelly fell into her ears again, Luo Yan took a deep breath, tried hard, inhaled, exhaled, don't be angry, repeated this several times, Luo Yan smiled lightly at the man, "
OK!"
The man seemed surprised by her relaxed attitude. He couldn't help but glance at her back. He saw her opening the refrigerator seriously and taking out a few tomatoes. The man curled his lips and quickly withdrew his gaze.
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Ten minutes later, Luo Yan saw the tomato and egg noodles in the white bone china bowl. She felt unsure at all. She was being picked on by this man. Plus, she came over in a hurry in the morning and didn't buy a lot of vegetables. After several wastage, the remaining ingredients were just...
I can only give him a bowl of noodles.
After carefully bringing the noodles in front of the man, she stood there stroking her hands, a little uneasy, "Sir, please try again, this is the only thing left at home..."
The man looked at her intently, and Luo Yan stared at the man almost holding her breath. She was thinking that if this man was still picky, she would be so angry that she would cover his face with the bowl of noodles that made everyone angry.