479: That's Not A Dog Man

That's Not A Dog Man

Wait, did she take them away?!2

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[Hey hey hey? Host, where are you going? Leave the omelet for us!! (panicking Er Kang Hands.jpg)]

[Host, if you want to find your husband, go find your husband. Don't bring the pancakes with you, Host!!!]

[Wu wu wu wu! I just ate two mouthfuls and was savoring the aftertaste when the omelet was gone. Return my omelet, return it!]

It was still impossible.

The male chef who was left behind to check the results was cutting the shredded potatoes with a cold face. From time to time, he would raise his head to look at the comments that were flying past him. He was very disdainful.

How could they bring back the omelets that Young Madam had given to their Young Master? How naïve!

The audience wailed for a while before they calmed down under the male chef's nagging. They looked at the male chef who had replaced Su Yayan and they were both amused and angry.

[Wuwuwu, host, come back. We want the cute little sweetheart and not this ugly hunk!]

The male chef, "!!!" Personal attacks were too much. He was not that ugly!

[This is Yanyan's Little Kitchen. Without Yanyan, how can Yanyan's Little Kitchen exist?]

[Reporting to the host for skipping work to fall in love during the live broadcast. She even got someone to replace her (dog)]

[Host, come back, I can't handle this alone! (Er Kang Hand.jpg)]

The male chef, "…" Are young people nowadays so dramatic?

Su Yayan, who was in a hurry to meet her husband, had no idea about the audience. Even when she wasn't around, they were able to scream so loudly.

Su Yayan skipped over to Huo Chenhuan with the freshly fried omelets in her hand.

"Why are you up so early?"

"I woke up when I smelled your cooking."

Su Yayan blinked in confusion. Was the omelet that fragrant? Could the smell float all the way from the first floor to their bedroom?

Thankfully, this question did not trouble her for long.

"Are you hungry? I just made omelets, and they're still hot. Eat it while it's hot to fill your stomach. There will be other delicious food later."

"Okay." Huo Chenhuan took the plate. Su Yayan thought that the live broadcast was still ongoing and turned to leave.

"Wait."

Su Yayan was stunned. "What's wrong?"

She turned around, and a cut omelet appeared before her. "Have a piece first."

Su Yayan knew that the man was worried that she would have to cook on an empty stomach. She opened her mouth and bit the omelet. After chewing, she didn't forget to express her thoughts. "It's crispy. It's fine if it's not salty or bland. Eat slowly. I'll go back first."

"Okay."

After watching Su Yayan enter the kitchen, Huo Chenhuan slowly returned to the livestream broadcast. He picked up an omelet and ate it.

She raised her eyebrows in a good mood as she watched the sorrowful wails on the screen.

When Su Yayan returned to the livestream, she was inevitably questioned from the bottom of her soul.

[The host is back! Where are our omelets? Where are the omelets? Where are the omelets?]

[The host is back, but the omelets are gone. Sobbing ~]

[Host, was the man who spoke just now your husband? Did you give him your omelets?]

[Is there a need to ask? Of course he is!]

[Host, do you still remember the little cuties at the livestream broadcast room? She actually gave up on us little cuties and gave the omelet to the dog man outside. I'm not convinced!]

[That's not a dog man, that's the host's husband. Wah—I cried so loudly that it scared my mother.]

Su Yayan was speechless.

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