How to tame a male god into a loyal dog

At six o'clock in the evening, Xu Jiayan packed up his things and prepared to leave work.

He closed the door of the office, and when he was walking towards the elevator, he ran into a director of the R&D department. When the director saw him, he said, "Mr. Xu is looking for you. I have a new plan here. Not bad, let’s take a look, if you can work overtime tonight, you can see..."

As he spoke, he held up the tablet and showed it to Xu Jiayan.

"Don't read it now, send me an email."

The director took out all the plans, and upon hearing this, he stood stiffly on the spot, watching Xu Jiayan leave.

What, it's not you who force people to rush to work without eating as long as they have a little new idea!

When the elevator descended to the bottom of the parking lot, Xu Jiayan went straight to Huajia.

When he arrived, the two little ghosts were lying on the bed in the bedroom, bumping each other with their planes.

Tong Hua is preparing dinner.He had already given up trying and planned to order a KFC to finish the job, but he was worried that Xu Jiayan would be unhappy seeing his son stuffed with junk food, so he had to search hard for a simple cooking encyclopedia, planning to make do with frying eggs and fried rice.

Xu Jiayan knocked on the door for a long time before someone came to open the door. Tong Hua's face was still wet, as if she had just washed it, her hair was wet in wisps, and there was still some yellow silky unknown liquid hanging on her body. The white T-shirt on her body was dirty. One piece here, one piece here, it's just horrible.

Xu Jiayan: "This is..."

He only knew Xu Junhao who could spoil himself like this.

Tong Hua said wearily, "I'm cooking..."

Xu Jiayan couldn't believe it: "What can you do to make it look like this?"

Tong Hua let him in, he had no time to care about his slovenly appearance and messy little house, at this moment he just wanted to lie on the ground and die.

"Egg fried rice."

Only then did Xu Jiayan see the whole picture of the room clearly.

It is very small and looks cramped and cramped. The house is very old and has not been hardcovered. It just has whitewashed walls, some of which have peeled off. There are not many things in the house, only some furniture that has obviously been used for many years.

He doesn't seem to be having a good time.

Xu Jiayan felt very distressed.

Tong Hua saw what he was thinking, and explained nonchalantly: "It's a good location to rent this place. I just rented it for two months. I will definitely move when I find a job. I can't find a job while I'm studying for an M degree. ."

That's true, but...

"Did you submit your resume?"

Tong Hua said vaguely, "It's not finished yet."

Xu Jiayan nodded: "Hurry up, do you need me to modify it for you?"

Tong Hua quickly declined, and then watched Xu Jiayan take off his suit and put it on the back of the sofa, took off his tie, rolled up his shirt sleeves, and went straight to the kitchen.

"Senior, you..."

Xu Jiayan washed his hands, took out an egg, and planned to knock it into the bowl, but found that there were already some eggs in the bowl, and bits and pieces of eggshells were still floating on the egg white.

He looked up to see a pool of exploding egg remains on the kitchen wall.

He seemed to understand what was going on with Tong Hua's wet hair.

Probably because he wanted to beat the eggs, but he couldn't control his strength. In the end, he lost his temper and smashed the eggs against the wall, and the splashed egg liquid hit Tong Hua's hair in revenge...

Still so irritable.

He turned his head and saw Tong Hua hugging the door frame and banging his head against the wall in pain.

Feel ashamed and angry.

"Go take a bath, I'll do it." The first time he came to someone's house, he was so anti-customer, and Tong Hua, the original owner, didn't realize what was wrong at all, and obediently went to take a bath.

When he came out after washing, the tempting aroma of food was already permeating outside, Tong Hua took a deep breath, feeling a little moved.He eats canteens abroad and rarely eats Chinese food. After returning to China, he doesn’t know how to cook. He always orders takeaway or eats out of restaurants. This is the first time in many years that there is such a delicious meal at home.

He quickly put on his clothes and ran out. The two little ones were already hungry. They stood at the kitchen door and looked inside. A piece of minced beans is being plated.

Tong Hua doesn't even have an apron here, so Xu Jiayan just stood in front of the stove in a shirt and trousers. His figure has changed a lot since he was a student, his shoulders are wider and thicker, and his legs are slender and powerful, obviously from exercise. As a result, as soon as he finished loading the tray, he turned his head and saw the three salivating at the door. He thought it was a little funny: "What are you all standing here for?"

Xu Junhao sucked in his saliva: "Dad...so you know how to cook..."

Of course it will, but it is just for someone to learn, and no one has ever had the blessing to taste it.

Tong Hua wondered: Doesn't Xu Jiayan never cook at home?

Xu Jiayan didn't argue, just glanced at Tong Hua, his hair was wet, the water dripped on his clothes, and wet the newly changed white T-shirt, and the flesh color inside was almost visible: "Take your hair Wipe dry, there is another dish."

Tong Hua went back to the bedroom as promised, and then secretly asked Xu Junhao, "Is your mother usually cooking?"

Xu Junhao replied naturally: "Yes!"

An Ying did it.

Tong Hua felt very uncomfortable.