The arrogant president is coming menacingly!

Chapter 011, I want the stewed clams with papaya, is it ready?As soon as Lian Chusi entered the kitchen, he saw Mrs. Yan standing in front of the stove from afar, holding a spoon and frantically stirring it into the ceramic soup pot in front of her.

Judging from her dignified expression, he reckoned that the soup was too mushy.

In addition, the smell of paste in the nostrils is getting stronger and stronger, and the pot of soup is probably useless.

"Hey, the bottom is all mushy, it seems that we have to cook it again."

After stirring for a while, Mrs. Yan gave up and picked up the pot, ready to throw away the broken soup.

As a result, as soon as she turned around, she saw Mr. Cai Jiang who was still sitting on the sofa in the living room appeared behind her at some point, and she was startled, "Sir, you...how did you come here?" gone?"

Fortunately, she was a cautious person, and she didn't let go because she was too frightened.

Otherwise, it would be a small matter if the pot fell on the ground and broke, but if the soup splashed out and scalded the husband, it would be a serious crime for her.

He walked a few steps forward with his arms folded, stood beside her, and Lian Yusi stared at the ceramic pot in front of her with curious eyes, "What kind of soup is this?"

Before Mrs. Yan could reply, the deep voice came again.

I don't know if it was her illusion, why did she feel that the husband's voice suddenly became so gentle.

Looking at it again, the smile on his face is also rare to see bright and intoxicated.

For a moment, Mrs. Yan was a little dazed.

This is the first time I have seen such a gentle, harmless and smiling gentleman since she entered the house.

I just heard him say: "I remember that Pianpiao didn't like soup when she was a child. Every time I coaxed her, she would reluctantly drink such a small sip. No matter where she ate, she would hide away when she saw soup. As long as you tell her to drink soup, it's like killing her."

As he talked, the corresponding picture unconsciously appeared in his mind, and the smile on Lian Zusi's lips became deeper and deeper.

Thinking about those memories now, he thinks they are really beautiful.

Seeing that the husband seemed to be in a memory, Mrs. Yan thought for a while, afraid of disturbing him, she just stood there motionless with the pot, laughing with him.

At the moment when Lian Yusi was staring at the pot of soup in a daze, immersed in memories, there was a sudden rustling sound in the living room.

Immediately afterwards, a familiar voice sounded beside my ear,

——"Sister Yan, I'm back!"

Although the distance was a bit far, Lian Yusi could still hear it very clearly because the room was too quiet.

It's her, Piancao, that girl is back!

Subconsciously coming back to his senses, Lian Zusi turned his head and looked in the direction of the door almost reflexively.

Unfortunately, due to the limited field of vision, he did not see that familiar figure.

It was only four or five days since he had seen her, and when he heard her voice suddenly, Lian Yusi suddenly realized that he really missed this girl a little bit.

Lifting her legs, she walked towards the living room, and just as she took the steps, she heard her deliberately raising the decibel again in the living room.

"Sister-in-law Yan, is the papaya stewed snow clam I want ready? If it's ready, please bring it to my room for me! I'm a little tired, so I'm going to take a shower first. Thank you!"

Then there was a sound of crackling footsteps, and she seemed to be going upstairs.