Chapter 490: Chapter 490
Su Fan and Zhang Haitao quickly arrived at the villa together and after getting home, Zhang Haitao said to Zhou Jie:
"Head to the kitchen and prepare, make a few of your signature dishes for Xiao Fan."
Hearing Zhang Haitao's words, Zhou Jie nodded and then went to the kitchen to prepare the ingredients.
Her culinary skills were excellent; cooking was a form of enjoyment for her.
After Zhou Jie had left to prepare, Zhang Haitao changed into a different set of clothes and then also headed for the kitchen.
The villa's kitchen was located on the right side of the first floor.
Upon arriving in the kitchen, Zhang Haitao rolled up his sleeves, ready to personally cook today's first dish.
At this time, Su Fan followed suit and came over as well.
When she saw him, Zhou Jie's eyes clearly flashed with a touch of excitement.
Zhang Haitao, however, did not notice that his young wife and Su Fan were exchanging flirtatious glances.
He had already found a clay pot, intending to stew a pot of chicken for Su Fan.
Curious, Su Fan asked when he saw Zhang Haitao taking out the clay pot, "Director Zhang, what dish are you planning to make?"
Continue preparing ingredients, Zhang Haitao replied, "This is a medicinal dish called American ginseng clay pot chicken."
After that, he continued somewhat proudly, "This medicinal dish is very nourishing. I've carefully thought out the recipe, which truly makes this dish delicious in terms of color, fragrance, and taste!"
"Zhou Jie, wouldn't you agree?"
Hearing Zhang Haitao's inquiry, Zhou Jie hastily nodded: "Yes, it tastes great."
Though she was replying to Zhang Haitao, her heart was extremely tense.
While Zhang Haitao was busy with the ingredients, Su Fan's hand had already impudently slipped into her cheongsam, starting to caress her perky bottom.
If Zhang Haitao were to turn around suddenly now, she and Su Fan would be doomed!
Zhang Haitao was utterly oblivious to what was happening behind him.
All of his attention was focused on the myriad of ingredients before him.
Regarding the American ginseng clay pot chicken, he indeed had conducted thorough research.
After taking out numerous ingredients, he handled them very attentively and skillfully.
He had decided to cook personally today to show Su Fan, this inexperienced young man, the hospital leadership's high regard for him, so that he would buckle down and work hard at the hospital.
Therefore, while he cooked, Zhang Haitao also started to make small talk with Su Fan.
"Xiao Fan, do you often cook at home too?"
While stroking Zhou Jie's soft and curvy bottom, Su Fan casually replied,
"Yeah, I often cook when I'm at home."
After finishing his sentence, he did not forget to compliment Zhang Haitao, "Director Zhang's culinary skills look quite impressive, almost on par with a restaurant's head chef."
Zhang Haitao felt elated with Su Fan's praise, for he also believed that he had a natural talent for cooking.
It's just that he became a doctor instead, so cooking could only remain a hobby.
Meanwhile, Su Fan's hand never ceased its movement.
Today, in addition to wearing a cheongsam, Zhou Jie also wore a pair of ultra-thin flesh-colored silk stockings.
This gave Su Fan an unendingly smooth and comfortable sensation to the touch.
Especially now, he was practically eating the tofu of Zhang Haitao's wife right in front of this old sly fox.
Zhang Haitao wanted to win over his loyalty, hoping he would work diligently at the hospital.
But how could the other party know that his appetite could not be satisfied by just one dish?
Zhou Jie's heart was tight with tension, continuously signaling Su Fan with her eyes, begging him not to mess around.
She even reached out to stop Su Fan, hoping he would cease his actions.
But Su Fan had no intention of stopping and carried on with great enjoyment, continuously caressing and kneading.
This caused Zhou Jie to inadvertently react, blushing furiously, her entire pretty face as red and hot as if she were running a fever.
Just then, Zhang Haitao seemed to think of something and suddenly turned around.