Chapter 609 Only Accept Five-Star Praise!

As long as he doesn't get food poisoning, he likes everything Mommy makes by hand!

Visitors are not rejected.

Yun Shishi also prepared Mu Yazhe's portion, and the man sat at the table and took a bite.

Brows furrowed.

The craftsmanship this time was obviously not as impressive as the last time.

Also, the salt is a little too much, and the throat is a little swollen.

It's out of standard.

What he didn't know was that the last time he tasted the noodles made by Yun Shishi, it was the highest level she ever had!

Yun Shishi saw that his brows were slightly frowned, and he also asked nervously: "What's wrong? The taste is not good."

Mu Yazhe put down his chopsticks and opened his mouth. Just as he was about to give a comment, he was acutely aware that a warning gaze fell on him like a needle.

He followed his line of sight and saw Yun Tianyou holding his chopsticks tightly, his eyes falling on him as sharp as thorns, his warning eyes seemed to warn him that he would only accept five-star praise, not bad reviews!

You go, you go, no, don't BB.

It was as if whenever he said a negative comment on this bowl of noodles, the little milk bun would bombard the Mu's headquarters in a rage in the next second.

It's just a mother-in-law...

Under Yun Tianyou's frozen sight, Mu Yazhe cleared his throat and praised a little against his will: "Well, it tastes good!"

Yun Tianyou is now complete.

Yun Shishi heard the words and raised her eyebrows in surprise: "Really?"

"really tasty."

Yun Tianyou said, "My mommy is at the level of a five-star chef!"

Mu Yazhe's lips twitched.

This flattery is not exaggerated at all.

If this level is the level of a five-star chef, then all hotels under the name of Mu's can close down!

Yun Tianyou saw that his face was strange, and his frozen gaze pierced him like a ray.

As if to ask: what, not accept?

Clothes.

...

Mu Yazhe was ruthless, gritted his teeth, and refrained from eating the noodles.

Looking at Yun Tianyou again, he lowered his eyelashes silently, his posture and movements were extremely elegant, just like a little noble gentleman, as if he was not eating a bowl of homemade noodle soup, but in a high-end western restaurant.

The aristocratic temperament of a suit is natural.

A bowl of noodles tasted like a nobleman, not ordinary people.

Yun Shishi saw that Mu Yazhe drank all the hot noodles, and she was delighted: "Doesn't it taste great?"

"Excellent." Mu Yazhe praised against his will.

As he spoke, he took the Fangpa and wiped the corners of his lips carefully.

"In our house, Youyou's craftsmanship is the best. Next time you have a chance, you can try it."

Youyou immediately said softly and cutely: "Youyou only cooks for Mommy!"

After all, he gave Mu Yazhe a fluttering look, very disdainful.

As if to say: Give up, he only does it for Mommy, not for him.

this kid...

Too biased.

Mu Yazhe protested with his eyes.

However, Yun Tianyou said in his eyes that the protest would not be acknowledged, accepted, or executed.

Protest is invalid!

The two looked at each other, and their eyes kept facing each other in the air, without words, only pure eye contact,

Yun Shishi looked at them and looked at them, a little confused.

But she couldn't understand what the two of them were looking at each other.

This is probably a special tacit understanding between father and son.

After this incident, Yun Tianyou realized angrily that he seemed to have suffered a big loss.

I was led away by this man's nose!

So, when Mu Yazhe joined the company the next day, he found that the atmosphere in the company was a little wrong.