The CEO's husband didn't come home every night, and Secretary Chu was angry

"Often." Yi Yichen answered smoothly, "Don't you cook? Are you used to foreign food? Steak, hamburgers, pizza. I'm in the United States, not a country with gourmet food like Flower City or Blue Country. It's hard to survive if I don't learn to cook. You're in the British Empire, so you should be in a food desert. Haven't you ever cooked?"

He was a little incredulous, while Chu Mu shook her head frankly. She and Qi Man were both busy battling depression, and were taken on a world tour whenever they had time. How could they have time to cook in the kitchen?

Besides, they are not picky eaters. They can eat anything as long as it fills their stomachs.

"You don't look like a picky eater." Yi Yichen recalled the first time they met, when she was feasting in the company cafeteria, even eating a vegetable with gusto.

While we were chatting, the noodles in the pot were cooked.

According to her request, eggs, vegetables, and ham were added. From the appearance alone, it is consistent with the cover picture of instant noodles.

Chu Mu took a bite. The noodles were cooked perfectly, with just the right amount of firmness and a smooth texture. Paired with the egg-based broth, it was refreshing yet rich.

Very tasty.

Looking up, she praised him generously: "Not bad."

Yi Yichen didn't take it seriously. He turned around and went to the refrigerator to get a bag of Spanish ham and said, "Try again."

It’s just a piece of Spanish ham, how can it taste so amazing?

Chu Mu half-believed and half-doubted, he placed the thin slices of ham in the bowl, then mixed it with the noodles and put it into his mouth, chewing slowly. The salty aroma of the Spanish ham, mixed with the carbohydrates, immediately elevated the taste to a higher level.

Her eyes suddenly lit up, but she didn't want him to be too proud, so she said, "Boss Yi loves food so much and has such good cooking skills. Could it be that he has practiced this by cooking for his girlfriend every day?"

Yi Yichen paused for a moment while sipping his wine, then raised his head with a cold expression again, "Secretary Chu, if it weren't for you, someone else would have died eight hundred times over if they had repeatedly inquired about the boss's privacy."

"The first time we met, President Yi said the same thing. But several months have passed, and I am still alive." Chu Mu faced the challenge.

The image of that first night suddenly flashed through his mind, seeing her deliberately seducing him. He'd assumed she was a seasoned woman, that it was simply the dark, windy night, the loneliness of the night, her hormones surging. But when he got home and saw the pink flower on her gray suit pants, he realized it was Kitty's first time.

His eyes sank, and the groan from that day seemed to reappear in his ears. Yi Yichen felt that somewhere in his body, it was gathering strength and growing, as if it would burst out in the next second.

He didn't want to just finish each fight in such a simple and rough way. He waited for her to slowly eat the last mouthful of noodles.

After she put down her chopsticks, he stood up and picked her up sideways without warning.

Chu Mu was horrified and instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck. But she quickly recovered her composure and gently stroked his earlobe with her fingers.

It’s better not to touch it.

As soon as it was touched, he instantly felt the blood in his body suddenly rushing towards a certain place, and the situation was out of control.

He lowered his voice, his eyes darkening again, "Don't touch."

Knowing that he was distracted and infatuated, Chu Mu smiled evilly and whispered in his ear, "Even if you don't let me touch you, I will touch you anyway."

The scent of lemongrass caressed his body gently, delicately and subtly. Yi Yichen felt the hairs on his body suddenly stand up. Unable to bear it any longer, he quickly walked into the room.

Just lightly click your foot to close it.

The dim light illuminated the two of them. The white walls reflected their figures, entangled like in a famous painting.

A charming scent permeates the air, and an ethereal and beautiful melody sounds.

It is another incomparably harmonious symphony of life.