Seeing such a big kitchen, the chef can only sigh that the life of rich people is really not constructed by his own imagination.

Put the big box on one side of the cupboard, and the chef began to work on his own business.

If this dinner can satisfy these two people, maybe he will be able to stay here in the future.

In the back of the room upstairs, Mo Chongyan went to tan Yutong and said, "wife, I really don't know that my mother has made such an arrangement. If I know, do you think I will agree?"

Naturally, Tan Yutong believes that Mo Chongyan really doesn't know, but Liu Qingwen's arrangement Think of what Mo Chongyan said just now, Tan Yutong's cheek immediately flew up two pieces of red halo, clearly is shy appearance.

Mo Chong Yan Leng next, immediately pretend what all didn't see of appearance.

"Wife, don't be angry, OK? Look at me. I really don't know anything. Please forgive me, OK, OK?"

Mo Chongyan shakes Tan Yutong's clothes in a coquettish way. He still learns his skill of blinking his eyes when he feels his daughter Mo Jing is coquettish.

See blink on coquettish Mo Chongyan, Tan Yutong really want to take off the shoes, directly on his face.

Er, well, before that, Tan Yutong must admit that she is reluctant to leave her shoes on Mo Chongyan's handsome face.

Noting that Tan Yutong has been staring at himself, Mo Chongyan knows that he still has hope. At least he can coax Tan Yutong out of anger.

Mo Chongyan sits beside Tan Yutong, hugs her and rubs her neck.

"Wife, you see how sincere I am when I admit my mistake, will you forgive me? I really know it's wrong. "

Tan Yutong pursed her lips, hummed, and did not speak.

Although Tan Yutong didn't speak, Mo Chongyan knew that Tan Yutong's anger had gone down for more than half, otherwise she would have kicked him away in normal times.

While the iron is hot, Mo Chongyan rubs against Tan Yutong's neck again. He continues to act coquettishly. He has no face and no skin. He doesn't have Gao Leng as a chief executive at all.

"Wife, wife. You see, I have already apologized to you. Please forgive me, OK, OK. "

Tan Yutong couldn't stand Mo Chongyan's coquetry. He was a little impatient. He just nodded and said, "OK, OK, I know, I know, I forgive you. Can you go away?"

"No, why should I go away? I just like to stay with my wife, can't I?"

Seeing that Tan Yutong was not angry, Mo Chongyan's burden became a little bigger.

"Then don't disturb me." Tan Yutong didn't even look back and continued to look at his mobile phone.

Like noticing that Tan Yutong only plays with his mobile phone and ignores himself, Mo Chongyan angrily takes away his mobile phone and asks, "what are you looking at? What are you looking at? How can I look good with your husband?"

Tan Yutong looked back, although he had to admit that Mo Chongyan was qualified to say such words, but the man was too narcissistic.

"Yes, you are the most handsome person in the world. Can you walk away now and let me have a look at the job advertisement with ease?"