"If you are here to quarrel and shout, please leave. You are not welcome here."
Hearing Bo Xingzhi's cold voice, the president was so angry that his chest hurt.
Only at this moment did he realize that the couple was having dinner. Although the three side dishes on the table were very simple and homely, they exuded an alluring aroma.
At this moment, his stomach made a very loud "gurgling" sound.
He suddenly felt embarrassed and his face turned red.
Ruan Su couldn't help but smile, "Mr. President, why don't you sit down and give it a try?"
"Hmph! I'm afraid it's poisonous!" The president snorted coldly and walked away, while his assistant quickly followed.
Before leaving, the assistant couldn't help but take another look at the side dishes on the table, but couldn't tell that Ruan Su's craftsmanship was pretty good.
These three side dishes are full of color and flavor, as well as the scallion pancake.
It smelled like home, and he couldn't help but swallow his saliva.
He remembered that his grandma often baked scallion pancakes for him when he was a child, but unfortunately... his grandma passed away long ago.
From then on, he never tasted the taste in his memory.
He followed the president out and said in a low voice, "Didn't you haven't had dinner? Why don't you... go with the young master? If you put down your posture and have dinner with him, it would be better than arguing with the young master, and it would also make things better.
The young master thinks that you, sir, are not that authoritarian. After all, you just scolded the young master during the day..."
The president was already very hungry, and he grunted in front of Bo Xingzhi. What made him most intolerable was that Ruan Su was also present.
He said with a straight face, "I won't go."
He was so embarrassed in front of Ruan Su just now, so he didn't want to go back to eat.
"But... they all know that you are hungry." The assistant painter observed the president's expression, "Home-cooked side dishes are actually not bad. After all, Mr. has eaten too much delicacies from the mountains and seas. It is a change of taste... and nutritious..."
The president recalled the three side dishes on the table just now. They were indeed delicious and delicious.
He hesitated and walked back, "Humph! This is also the presidential palace and my territory. What's wrong with me having dinner at my own home?"
"Yes, yes." The assistant nodded quickly, "If you don't go back, the food will get cold."
So the two of them turned around and went back. The president looked arrogant and said, "It's rare for Miss Ruan to come to the presidential palace, so I'll have dinner with you."
The assistant, with quick eyes and quick hands, had already run to the kitchen, brought bowls and chopsticks, and started to serve the president porridge. He filled a bowl and placed it in front of the president, who then served himself another bowl.
Under normal circumstances, as long as it was not a big banquet or the like, he would be treated the same as Song Yan in private and would eat with the leaders.
For example, now, he is sitting next to the president and says, "This scallion pancake smells really good." >
He picked up a piece and took a bite, then he was stunned.
He looked at the plate of scallion pancakes in disbelief. It was delicious! So fragrant! It tasted like grandma!
It’s the taste of the scallion pancakes that my grandma used to make when I was a kid.
The president had long wanted to eat that plate of fried pork with garlic. The shredded meat was evenly chopped, and it was particularly tempting when paired with the green garlic.
fragrant!
tasty!
"How come the cooking skills in your yard have improved so much?" the president couldn't help but ask.
Ruan Su, the shameless master and servant, was speechless and thought they had really left!
As a result, Bo Xingzhi and she were ready to put away the bowls and vegetables... and they came back again.
Bo Xingzhijun's face was tense, and it was obvious that he was seriously unhappy after their world was disturbed.
His voice was extremely cold, "It wasn't made by a cook."
The president was stunned, "Who did that?"
"Xiao Su made it by myself." Bo Xingzhi said, picking up the shredded meat and putting it into his mouth, as if the president would snatch all the shredded meat away.
The president angrily grabbed a piece of garlic. He is short-tongued and soft-handed, but this does not mean that he will like to accept Ruan Su as the daughter-in-law of his Bo family after eating the food cooked by Ruan Su.
On the other hand, his assistant bit into the scallion pancake and was shocked. This turned out to be the scallion pancake baked by Ruan Su? How is it possible? This is obviously the taste of childhood in his memory...
He had mixed feelings in his heart for a moment, why are you Bo Xingzhi's wife?
The assistant quickly glanced at Ruan Su's face that was too beautiful to look directly at, and then quickly lowered his head.
She is really beautiful, extremely beautiful.
Especially when you observe her at such a close distance, she becomes even more dazzling and eye-catching.
The assistant's heartbeat suddenly began to accelerate and was uncontrollable.
The atmosphere of this dinner was very strange.
He spent the whole time under the cold eyes of the President and Bo Xingzhi who were constantly grabbing food.
After dinner, Bo Xingzhi was just like he was at home in Jiangcheng before. He quickly and skillfully put away the dishes and prepared to wash the dishes.
The president suddenly became angry, "Is it your job to do things like washing dishes and cooking? This is what women should do! Just put it down and let her do it."
Bo Xingzhi looked at him with a sneer, "Men and women are equal. It's because you have this idea of inequality between men and women and look down on women's thoughts, that's why my mother died tragically."
His words were so heart-wrenching that the president's face immediately turned pale, and he watched his son go to the kitchen to do a very unpromising job, washing dishes!
Upon seeing this, the assistant immediately followed him, "Master, let me do this rough work. You can go out."
Bo Xingzhi took off his apron and tied it around his waist, "No need."
His hands were slender and strong, and he was also very skilled in washing dishes. The assistant stared at him in shock for a while before he recovered. The assistant, who had always been eloquent, said for the first time, "Oh."
Ruan Su brewed a pot of Longjing tea for the president and said, "Drink some tea to moisten your throat. Don't always be so angry. Too much anger is not good for your health."
She took one look at the president's face and combined it with his usual style, and she knew that he was very angry and angry. ??
She sat on the sofa, poured two more cups of tea leisurely, handed one to the assistant, "Have a taste."
The assistant quickly took it over, and his heartbeat began to beat uncontrollably again.
Her fingers are white and shiny, so beautiful!
When you hold the bone china tea cup, it looks even better than the fine bone china!
The faint aroma of tea filled his nose, and the assistant was about to take a sip, when he felt a cold look from the president. He was holding the teacup to drink, and it was not okay to not drink.
He was so restless that he managed to put the tea into his mouth despite the president's cold eyes and high pressure.
By the time he reacted, he had already drank all the tea...
When Bo Xingzhi came out from washing the dishes, he smelled the aroma of tea in the room. He walked over, picked up the president's cup and drank it.
The president was immediately unhappy and said, "That's mine, you can drink it if you want."
Bo Xingzhi glanced at him and said, "Is your name written on the tea cup?"
Ruan Su poured the President another glass, but the President snorted and did not drink.
Bo Xingzhi picked it up and drank again.
"You!" The president glared at him, why did he steal his tea again?
Bo Xingzhi didn't say a word. The tea his own wife brewed was of the highest quality. Most people couldn't drink it. It's fine if this old guy doesn't cherish it. Why aren't he allowed to drink it?
"Aren't you leaving yet?" The president glared at Ruan Su displeased, "If you don't leave, the gate will be closed!"
Bo Xingzhi took Ruan Su's soft little hand and intertwined her fingers with it, "My daughter-in-law will naturally be where I am. She won't leave tonight."
After saying that, he actually picked up Ruan Su and walked upstairs.
Ruan Su blushed, "Put me down, it's time for me to go back!"
Bo Xingzhi's arms tightly restrained her slender body, "You can't leave. At least... you can't leave tonight."
Ruan Su's pretty face was filled with tears Blushing, she looked at Bo Xingzhi with a pair of watery eyes with a hint of affection.
She understands, she understands everything.
This man is provoking the president. How could such a domineering man like him endure the president driving Ruan Su away? So no matter what, he had to keep her.
The president glared with anger and slapped the tea cup on the coffee table to the ground, making a crackling sound.
The assistant glanced at Bo Xingzhi's tall figure and felt a little sore in his heart.
He didn't know why he was sour...
Bo Xingzhi carried Ruan Su directly to the bed in the bedroom. Ruan Su struggled to get out of bed. Her intention was not to stay here overnight.
"Honey, don't make trouble."
Bo Xingzhi leaned over, his tall and tall body pressed tightly against her delicate body, and the man's hot breath fell on her ear, revealing a trace of inexplicable ambiguity.
"My arm hurts when I hold you, and my shoulder hurts too... Can you give me a massage?"
The man's deep eyes were staring at her pretty face, and his voice was very slow, as charming as a beautiful cello, "Okay?"
Ruan Su's heartbeat was beating like a drum, and he couldn't refuse at all. He replied with a hoarse voice, "Okay."
Bo Xingzhi smiled again. His smile was beautiful, with the corners of his lips forming a charming arc, and his brows and eyes relaxing, downplaying his usual seriousness and coldness.
Ruan Su sat behind him, stretched out his hands and put them on his shoulders, and began to massage him, "How about this strength? Is it okay?"
"Well, it's comfortable."
As soon as the man finished speaking, Ruan Su fell into his arms with a low cry in the next second. He lifted her delicate chin with one hand and pressed her thin lips, "It feels more comfortable to kiss you."
He thought about Ruan Su until his chest ached and his heart felt uncomfortable.
Those small hands were as soft as bones, lighting fire everywhere on his body.
He took a deep breath and kissed Ruan Su's red lips fiercely.
The night is quiet, the night breeze caresses, and the passion is endless.
When everything stopped, Bo Xingzhi tightly hugged the delicate body in his arms with a pair of iron arms, and Ruan Su was so tired that he didn't even bother to open his eyes.
Bo Xingzhi chuckled, his chest was slowly shocked, and he gently picked up a strand of her hair with his long fingers and wrapped it around his fingertips, "I'll take you to take a bath."
"Yeah." Ruan Su murmured like a cat.
Curling up in the man's arms, Bo Xingzhi looked at the traces he had left on her body and couldn't help but press another kiss on her lips.
Then he stood up and carried her to the bathroom to clean up. The warm water washed her body. Ruan Su narrowed her eyes in comfort and hugged the man's neck tightly.
