I Became A Hit After My Divorce!

Fu Yunshen glanced at the woman behind him from the rearview mirror. Although the light was a little dim, he could still see the small face the size of a palm, which was wrinkled like a bun, and he breathed a cold breath from time to time, inexplicably. It's... that some very strange feelings have arisen.

But he quickly shook his head to shake the feeling away. How could he think this disgusting woman was cute? It must be an illusion.

Looking at the villa behind him getting farther and farther, until he turned a corner and disappeared, Le Yao finally relaxed, and then a burst of drowsiness struck, and he actually fell asleep. Dancing and kicking Nangong Jue to escape was very exhausting. Yes.

When she woke up again, she found herself lying in an unfamiliar room with a small night light on.

He hurriedly sat up and found that his clothes were still intact, and his feet had been wrapped into zongzi, obviously they had been drugged.

It hurt a little when I landed, but within the tolerable range, there was a pair of men's slippers in front of the bed, which were just right for my bandaged feet.

After leaving the bedroom, he found that Fu Yunshen was busy in the open kitchen, and when he heard the voice, he looked back at her: You fell asleep and didn't wake up, so I can only bring you back. You have already been medicated on your feet. The skin is injured, it's not a big problem... If you're hungry, just wait, I can only cook noodles, it's too late now, it's not good to order takeout.

Le Yao sat down on the chair and said, Thank you. Someone hugged her from the car and put medicine on her feet. She felt a little embarrassed just thinking about it.

How are you going to thank? Fu Yunshen raised his eyebrows slightly.

I don't have any money right now, and Jue Nangong won't give me the breakup fee that I promised. I still have to live with the money I have now, so why don't you do this? If you need any help in the future, I will as long as I can. If you help, you won't refuse. Le Yao's face was serious, How?

Fu Yunshen didn't say anything, but brought out the noodles he cooked, Although it doesn't look very good, the taste is okay.

Le Yao looked at the sticky bowl and twitched the corner of her mouth.

However, Fu Yunshen sat down and took a big bite: Isn't it delicious? I think it's okay. At least it was cooked.

That... Le Yao twitched the corners of her mouth, On your side, you don't have any appetite, probably dogs won't eat it.

Fu Yunshen: ...

Who are you scolding? You don't eat it yourself, so you're a dog yourself? I usually eat this often, is it not as good as a dog?

For a time, the face in the mouth is not swallowing, nor is it not swallowing.

Le Yao didn't care what Fu Yunshen thought, went to the kitchen to search for ingredients, and found that everything was quite complete, even half a bag of flour, so he made two hand-rolled noodles, and then mixed a tomato and egg marinade. .

Fu Yunshen looked at the hand-rolled noodles, then looked at the noodles he cooked, and silently pushed the bowl away.

The time is too short, let's try it first. Le Yao filled Fu Yunshen with a large bowl, then poured the brine on the surface and pushed it to Fu Yunshen.

Fu Yun swallowed deeply, took a tentative bite, and his eyes lit up: Han Binglan, when did you learn to cook? I remember that you almost burned his villa in order to cook for the Lord... Later, the kitchen cost a small hundred thousand just to renovate.