Yang Chenmin didn't dare let the president pay, so he hurriedly took out money to settle the bill and escaped with Zhi Zhi.
An Junxi contentedly ate two more pieces, "I'm full now, but it was really delicious."
Seeing his wife eating so satisfyingly, Gu Yikun didn't mind anymore, "You should eat less of this. If you want to change flavors, I'll have our cook at home make it for you."
An Junxi urged him to eat a few more, "The supplements at home all taste the same, I'm tired of them."
Under his wife's enthusiastic gaze, Gu Yikun finished one portion. An Junxi admired the noble handsome man eating pancakes and asked him, "Have you never been to these places? Does President Gu's life lack the smell of fireworks?"
Gu Yikun admitted, "I've never been to such simple places."
Simple, he really gave face by saying it that way.
An Junxi giggled, "Next time I'll take you to eat street food."
"No way," Gu Yikun pinched her nose, "It's not sanitary, you'll get a stomachache."
