The scene was a bit chaotic, so many people rushed into the small room at once, I was bored, I knew that the police must be called by Mr. Lu, but I didn't expect it to be so fast. He's a good old man, he didn't even say a word of thanks, it's too slow.
After the police left, I realized that there was another person in the room, a young man dripping with sweat. He handed Mr. Lu a bag of things, said something in a low voice, Mr. Lu waved his hand, and he left , From beginning to end, he didn't even look at me.
Mr. Lu put the bag of things on the table and said, "Here comes the beef, cook the noodles."
I oh, and quickly took the beef to the kitchen. I think Mr. Lu must like beef very much, that's why he is so obsessed with beef. Knowing his preference, I had to show him a hand. Let him know that I, Xu Xian, don't just have a good skin.
I'm seriously a good cook, thanks to my dad. My dad is a chef. Although he works in a small restaurant, cooking is a must. He thinks that I am useless and useless. He is very worried about my future, so he forces me to learn how to cook from him, even though my family is a flat-headed old surname. , but she is beautiful and cooks well. In the future, she can get extra points when she goes on a blind date. Isn't there a saying? If you want to grab a man's heart, first grab a man's stomach. My dad also said that if I manage my husband's stomach well, he will dislike me and want to divorce in the future, and I'm afraid he won't be able to leave. After all, food is paramount to the people!
My dad thinks too far, but I only think about how to cook a bowl of delicious beef noodles for Mr. Lu.
Since he likes beef so much, I will put more beef and let him eat his fill.
I cut the beef into thin slices, poured light soy sauce to marinate, and beat an egg white in it, stirred it, put it aside, and started cooking the noodles.
In order to ensure the deliciousness, I made this breakfast a little longer, I am afraid that Lu will always be impatient, after all, big people have no patience.
But he didn't urge me, he just sat in the living room and smoked. Actually, I couldn't see him, but I could smell the smoke. I remember when I advised him to stop smoking, he obediently put out the cigarette, so I She poked her head out and said to him in a coquettish tone: "Why are you smoking again? Why not smoke less, I said it's bad for your health."
He glanced at me and said, "The noodles are ready?"
"Soon, right away," as soon as he asked this, I didn't bother to talk about smoking, and hurried back to the stove to continue making delicious beef noodles.
It's so delicious, I took a deep breath and swallowed a mouthful of saliva, whoever said that the noodles cooked so carefully were not delicious, I kicked him to death!
Mr. Lu was attracted by the aroma and said, "Okay?"
"Okay," I brought him to the dining table outside, it was very hot, put down the bowl, I pinched my hands to my ears, it seems that many people do this, and it is often played on TV, but Mr. Lu is very surprised looked at me, as if seeing it for the first time.
He took my hand and blew gently: "Is it still hot?"
My hands were no longer hot, but when he blew on me, my face became hot.
With a blushing face, I retracted my hand and smiled shyly: "It's not hot anymore."
I was really shy and didn't intend to seduce or seduce him, but Mr. Lu grabbed my waist and kissed me lightly. His lips were warm, there was a sweet smell of tobacco in his mouth, and there was his breath in his nostrils. Everything appealed to me so much that I couldn't help kissing him back.
My skills are also very good. He is more and more addicted to this kiss and cannot extricate himself. I am still a little rational.
So I gently pushed him away: "Boss Lu, your face is getting cold."
He looked at me eagerly: "Don't call Mr. Lu, call me by my name."
I was taken aback and called his name, which is... not very good, is it
"You can call," he lifted my chin expectantly, "call me by my name."
This kind of look is not vicious at all, but it made my hair stand on end again, I called out tremblingly: "Lu, Lu Haochen."
He laughed loudly, took a sip on my mouth, and said, "Why do you call me by my first name and last name?"
I've never been stage frightened in front of men, but I couldn't let go in front of him. I calmed down, cleared my throat, and said, "Haochen, eat noodles, it's really getting cold."
He let me go, sat down, picked up the chopsticks and stirred the noodles, saying, "It smells so good."
I sat next to him, looking forward, waiting for his compliment.
But when the noodles entered his mouth, his expression turned serious, his brows were slightly frowned, he chewed slowly, savoring it seriously. I felt that something was wrong, I shrank my hands in front of my chest and pressed there hard, because my heart was beating very fast, bang bang! bang bang! Like jumping out.
Mr. Lu ate three bites in a row, and then put down his chopsticks. The previous soft color was gone, and he looked at me indifferently: "Is this beef noodles? When you pick it up with chopsticks, it's full of big pieces of beef. There's little soup, and the taste is delicious." Salty and the noodles are too soft."
He sounded like he was sitting in a breakfast shop and complaining to the waiter.
The noodles are too soft because they have been stored for a long time. I have reminded you twice who told you to do something. But the soup is less salty. This is not true. I have tried the taste, and the saltiness is just right, and the soup is also moderate. When it comes to beef, didn’t your old man lose his temper early in the morning? If I put more meat for you, you won't like it.
I listened to his scolding as respectfully as a waiter, but I was secretly upset.
He threw the chopsticks away and went back to the sofa to sit and light a cigarette. This time I dared not speak to persuade him. I just hope that he can go to work quickly. What are you doing with me, a big man with so many things to do every day
I am a little undecided, does he want this bowl of noodles? Don't be a pity, put so much beef. But he was so disgusted that he probably didn't want it, so I picked up the chopsticks and ate silently. Hurry up, I'm going to work.
While Boss Lu was smoking, the phone rang. I glanced at him and saw that he was in a hurry when he picked up the phone, as if he was caught by someone when he did something bad.
He quickly walked to the balcony, his voice was clear, as if with some kind of joy: "Xiaoxian, how are you?"
I was startled, the noodles on the chopsticks almost fell off, Xiaoxian? It turned out that there really was a fairy. The last time I heard a few people from the finance department mention Xiaoxian and make fun of me, I didn't care at all. Mr. Lu called me Xiaoxian, but I didn't think much about it. turn out to be…
It was as if I suddenly missed a step when going down the stairs, and the momentary panic and fear gripped my heart tightly.
I suddenly understood everything. Sister Wu said that I look like Xiaoxian, and I have worked as a cleaner like Xiaoxian. Mr. Lu likes Xiaoxian. For some reason, he didn't get her, so Mr. Lu took a fancy to me. He thought Find a replacement.
I'm just wondering, how can a small cleaning staff resist Mr. Lu's charm? Isn't it easy for me to be taken down by him
And that little fairy is still in contact with him now.
I began to recall his strange behaviors, he called me Xiaoxian, asked me to be responsible for the hygiene of his office, kept the cleanliness under the filing cabinets, lived in such a dilapidated house, asked me to call him by his name, and this bowl of beef The face... everything is related to Xiaoxian, right
I suddenly felt a little cold. The bright sunshine outside the window seemed to be another world, while the room was gloomy.
Mr. Lu came in, with a little sunshine on his shoulders. I've never seen him like this, as if he came out of the sun. He is handsome, bright, and his smile is so vivid, it's simply captivating!
I held my breath and looked at him stupidly.
Mr. Lu walked up to me, smiled, and said, "The noodles are actually pretty good. Who taught you how to cook them?"
Like a marionette, I answered dryly, "My dad taught me, he's a chef."
He frowned: "It turns out that your father is a chef, so you are lucky."
I want to say that if you are with me, you will be lucky too, but I know this is wishful thinking!
This is the longest time Mr. Lu and I have stayed together since we met. We spent the night together, and when I got up in the morning, I cooked noodles for him, although he only ate three bites. But in the end, he still praised me, saying that the taste of the noodles was okay.
So I decided to go home and learn a new dish or two from my dad. Although I can't make Xiaoxian's noodles, I will let him remember my dishes.
I used my salary to buy gifts for my parents. My mother was a set of skin care products, and my father was an electric razor. The parents who received the gift were thrilled as it was the most serious gift I've ever given them.
My mother almost burst into tears. She rubbed the packaging box of the skin care product, as if she couldn't get enough of it: "You keep it for yourself, it's a bit of a waste for mom to use such an expensive thing."
I said, "Mom, you're only in your forties, and it's when you use these. I have a lot of collagen on my face, so I don't need these."
Dad rubbed the razor under his chin, and kept nodding: "Yes, this is better than mine. My daughter really knows how to buy it."
In fact, once when I accompanied them to the supermarket, I found that my father had been staring at Philip's electric razor, but the price was a bit expensive, so he was not willing to buy it. Now that I have money, I choose expensive ones to buy for him, more than a thousand, but I said it only costs two hundred, so my dad is very happy.
I asked him to learn how to cook, and he was even happier. He put away the razor and took me into the kitchen. I brought vegetables. I felt that the price of ordinary dishes was too low, so I bought extra tenderloin. And big prawns, let him teach me how to make honey/juice tenderloin and drunken shrimp.
My dad taught as always, and I studied more seriously than ever before. After a long time of tinkering in the kitchen, the father and daughter finally brought two dishes to the table. They were delicious, delicious, and I couldn’t wait to taste them. They were very good. eat. I am confident that Mr. Lu will like it.
I thought I would not see Mr. Lu for a long time, but after only a few days, he came to me. As soon as I entered the door, I was asked to pack my luggage and said to take me to live somewhere else. This place is no longer safe.
I find it strange and ask why it is not safe
He said that brother Qiang was only locked in temporarily, and he would come out soon, and it would be bad if he came to make trouble.