My Peerless Beauty President

"Hiss, hiss, hula la, instigate..."

Outside the door, the noise Zhang Chenfeng made while eating noodles was not blocked even through the door.

"It smells so good, wife, do you want to eat some together, it won't taste good when it gets cold."

Zhang Chenfeng's contented voice came in from outside.

"annoying."

Lin Weiwei wrinkled her nose. Although she was extremely disgusted with Zhang Chenfeng calling her "wife", she was helpless.

She was also very hungry at this time, but she didn't want to see Zhang Chenfeng, or she didn't know how to face Zhang Chenfeng.

"Honey, the noodles are on the tea table in front of your door. If you don't eat any more, it will be really cold."

As he said that, Zhang Chenfeng deliberately made the noise of eating noodles loud, which made Lin Weiwei's stomach growl and complain.

Lin Weiwei rubbed her flat belly. After a long day of exhaustion, she really couldn't bear it anymore.

Lin Weiwei hesitated for a moment, bit her pink lips lightly, walked carefully to the door, and twisted the doorknob.

Zhang Chenfeng heard this subtle voice, moved his ears, got up quickly, and quietly walked to the other side of the door.

With a vigilant look on Lin Weiwei's pretty face, she gently opened the door, intending to take the noodles in and eat.

Just when her smooth white hand was about to reach out, a stronger hand suddenly grabbed her.

"Honey, what are you doing shutting yourself in the room? Come on, you have to look good when you eat. You have to sit on the sofa and watch TV while eating, so you have an appetite."

With a smile on his face, Zhang Chenfeng held Lin Weiwei's bright wrist with one hand, and held the fragrant noodles with the other, and pulled Lin Weiwei to the sofa in the living room.

Although Lin Weiwei was constantly resisting, when Zhang Chenfeng brought the bowl of delicious noodles in front of her, Lin Weiwei's appetite had completely defeated the little emotions in her heart.

After taking the chopsticks that Zhang Chenfeng handed over, he gave him a hard look, then leaned his body to the side, and started to eat slowly.

Although noodles are very common, simple ingredients can also be cooked with high-level cooking skills to create a unique taste.

Lin Weiwei held the chopsticks with her slender hands, picked up a noodle, and slowly sucked it into her cherry-like rosy mouth.

The noodles are full of flavor. I don’t know what wonderful cooking method Zhang Chenfeng used to completely wrap the deliciousness of the soup and the sour taste of the tomatoes on the noodles. The noodles are incomparably strong and rich in flavor, and they are even better than many delicacies from mountains and seas. eat.

Lin Weiwei stretched out the resentful look on her face, picked up the chopsticks again, and picked out two sticks of noodles.

Zhang Chenfeng looked at the cloudy look on Lin Weiwei's face, and smiled in his heart. He quickly moved the chopsticks in his hand, and made a "russling" sucking sound from his mouth.

Driven by this powerful rhythm, the more Lin Weiwei ate, the more delicious she chewed, and the speed also increased.

Later, Lin Weiwei also completely lost her dignified and elegant eating manner in the past, and she completely looked like a little girl who was too hungry. She also made a slight noise when she took a quick bite.

"Hey, my craft is not bad."

Zhang Chenfeng turned around and asked with a smile.

Lin Weiwei took another sip of the soup, which was extremely delicious.

Putting down the half-bowl of noodles in his hand, he touched his somewhat full stomach with satisfaction.

Hearing Zhang Chenfeng's words, Lin Weiwei frowned, and said, "Not bad, I didn't see that you still have such a good craftsmanship. Those who didn't know thought you were a cook before."

"Hey, my wife, you have good eyesight. I used to be a cook for a while."

Zhang Chenfeng echoed excitedly, when he used to perform missions overseas alone, he often stayed in many remote places for a long time. Zhang Chenfeng's extraordinary cooking skills were also trained under such harsh conditions.

Of course, he couldn't tell Lin Weiwei about these things, so he could only make up a random reason.

"Shut your crow's mouth and don't call me wife again."

Lin Weiwei shouted angrily.

"Hey, I've just been addicted to my mouth. I know how a high-end beauty like you can fall in love with a poor boy like me."

Zhang Chenfeng withdrew the cheap smile on his face, lowered his head, and said with an aggrieved face.

From Zhang Chenfeng's point of view, vulgar people only know how to pretend to be rich and drive luxury cars to attract beautiful women. Today, I, Zhang Chenfeng, found a different way, pretending to be poor, and still catch a top-quality beauty for you to see.

Sure enough, when Lin Weiwei saw Zhang Chenfeng's gloomy expression, she couldn't help but soften her heart. After all, he had made such a delicious dinner for him out of kindness. Was it too emphatic for him to speak like this?

Lin Weiwei thought of Zhang Chenfeng's tragic experience again, and felt a little sympathy in her heart. As a doctor of Chinese medicine and a chef, he has been forced to suffer so much hard work at a young age. He is really a poor person.

The anger on Lin Weiwei's face eased, she paused, and said, "You really worked as a chef?"

"That's right. I used to work as a Chinese doctor in a small county town to buy a house and marry a wife. During the day, I worked as a doctor in a restaurant, and at night, I worked part-time as a cook in a restaurant. But... well, I can only blame the high housing prices. I'm too poor."

Zhang Chenfeng said with a melancholy face.

Lin Weiwei was also a little confused at this time, and sat quietly by the side, not knowing how to comfort this miserable man.

At this time, a love movie was playing on TV. Zhang Chenfeng had already peeled an apple for Lin Weiwei and handed it to her.

The two of them ate fruit while watching TV. Although the atmosphere was quiet, it was warm.

In fact, the standard of happiness in everyone's heart is different.

For many years, Lin Weiwei went to work and left work alone, dragging her exhausted body back home every day, and could only deal with eating a bite of instant noodles.

Although she was glamorous at work and had countless excellent suitors behind her, what she was looking forward to was to return home after get off work and have a delicious dinner, just like the bowl of noodles that Zhang Chenfeng made for her.

If you can still eat fruit and watch TV with your beloved after dinner, that would be even better.

At this time, a couple kissing was playing on the TV screen, and a blush appeared on Lin Weiwei's pretty face.

It would be great if I could have a love. Maybe this man beside me is a good choice. Although he is a little poor, he is willing to endure hardships and is down-to-earth...

Thinking of this, Lin Weiwei couldn't help turning her head to look at Zhang Chenfeng.

At this glance, the original happy expression on his face froze in an instant.

"You... what are you looking at?"

Lin Weiwei's pretty face froze, and she pointed to Zhang Chenfeng who was staring at her chest intently with a wicked smile on her face and shouted.