"Bring your husband with you. Don't let your husband misunderstand that you came to my house to have an affair."

Fu Ruotong: "...Okay, I will take him with me. Let me see, a man who talks so nicely shouldn't be ugly at all."

Ouyang Ya was silent and then said, "Why don't you come over here? I'm afraid you will regret marrying after seeing him. Because you are married and can no longer pursue handsome men."

"Wow, he's such a handsome guy. He's very handsome. I want to see him again. For you to say such things to me, it means he's very good-looking."

"Ouyang, if you are tired of this chef, remember to tell me. I've missed it. A good-looking chef is so pleasing to the eye that I won't be hungry anymore."

Ouyang Ya couldn't stop laughing and said: "For now, I can still eat the food he cooks, and I'm not tired of it yet. He is a person who loves cooking by nature. He was probably an imperial chef in his previous life. He is so young. , great cooking skills.”

"I have eaten the dishes he cooked. If there are any shortcomings in his cooking, if he gives me a little advice, he can correct it for the next meal, so that I can't find any thorns. Even if he can make me pick some thorns, he can't make me pick it up. I won’t be able to eat it, and I always feel that he may not have developed his special skills yet.”

Ouyang Ya had this feeling. She felt that Zhan Yuan was just cooking for her at a normal level and not going to extreme lengths.

Even though she would find faults with some of the dishes, she could still eat them. Unlike the chefs in the past, she didn't want to eat them anymore after finding faults with them.

She made suggestions, and Zhan Yuanjun quickly understood them thoroughly and made corrections.

To be honest, it's a pity that Zhan Yuanyuan didn't participate in the God of Cooking competition. If he had participated, he would probably have defeated a group of veteran chefs and won the championship.

"Ouyang, if you say so, I want to see the handsome guy even more. Whenever you are free, I will spend time with you."

Ouyang Ya smiled and said: "I will definitely have dinner at home on New Year's Day."

Fu Ruotong choked, and then said helplessly: "I can't go to your house for New Year's Eve dinner on New Year's Eve. No, you don't have a home, I'll see my aunt, and the handsome guy by the way. Home, don’t waste your time eating.”

"Ruotong, you're already married. If your man hears it, be careful he gets jealous."

"No, he knows that I have this kind of character. I just like beautiful people and people, and I don't want to keep them for myself. My husband is already handsome enough. For now, I am still very satisfied with him. You need to be good-looking, have money, have a great body, and be good in bed.”

"Skills pass, haha, if I hadn't told you this, you wouldn't have a boyfriend yet."

Fu Ruotong covered up his embarrassment with laughter.

Married women and married women talk about different topics.

"I'm going to have some soup first, and we'll get together another day when we're free. I won't be bored at the high school reunion. I hope you have a good time."

Ouyang Ya didn't want to squeeze in time to join in the fun.

Sometimes, class reunions become sour. When everyone meets, there are all kinds of comparisons. The men compare themselves to their careers and incomes, and the women compare themselves to their husbands and their children.

Ouyang Ya would rather socialize and discuss business than attend class reunions.

She talks about business and can at least make her wallet bulge. JrNovels.com