Jian Ningxuan woke up on the big bed in the hotel, and when she opened her eyes, she saw a large bouquet of bright roses beside the pillow, and there was a card in the roses.
[Honey, touch me~~ I went for a morning run, don't wait for me, see you when you get home.]
After reading the message on the card, Jian Ningxuan sighed helplessly. Anbu is always so energetic, every time he suspects that he is not working hard enough at night. Even according to international standards, his stamina is above average, why does she still have the strength to go out for a run!
Jian Ningxuan got up and walked towards the bathroom. When she was about to brush her teeth, she found a red lip print on her collarbone. The color was bright and the outline was clear. It was obviously painted later. Unconsciously, a certain woman took advantage of his deep sleep to secretly paint and paint on him with lipstick... The corners of her mouth were slightly raised, and her eyes were full of warmth.
Anbu left the hotel at 4:00 in the morning, and trotted along the street while listening to music. At around 8 o'clock, I happened to pass by a flower shop, thinking of the cat owner who was thrown in the hotel by her, I bought a bouquet of roses, slipped back and put it next to his pillow, and then slipped away again. Although they were close, they rarely slept together until dawn. Even at home, after finishing what I love to do, I still sleep in separate rooms.
Anbu usually can only sleep for more than 2 hours, and must maintain vitality at other times, otherwise her body and brain will gradually become rigid. She really does not want Jian Ningxuan to suddenly find that there is a strange posture lying next to her one day, and she can’t even get up. zombies.
Hanging around on the street until after 10 o'clock, An Bu planned to go to the market to buy some ingredients, and then go home to feed her cat owner.
At this moment, a red sports car suddenly stopped in front of her, a familiar face appeared in the car window, and greeted with a smile: "What a coincidence, Miss An."
"Mr. Tong?" An Bu recognized the man in the car as Tong Jun whom he had met at the treasure appraisal meeting yesterday.
Tong Jun made no secret of his affection for An Bu, and warmly invited: "Miss An hasn't eaten yet, right? I wonder if I have the honor to invite Miss An to lunch?"
Anbu looked at him calmly, and found that the yin energy on his body was stronger than before, and he didn't know if he went to the cemetery to dance disco last night, the yin energy increased faster than her corpse.
Anbu laughed unintentionally and said, "Mr. Tong is going to invite me to eat somewhere. If it's an ordinary place, I won't go."
"Hahaha." Tong Jun laughed a few times and said, "Okay, for the favor of Bomei people, I decided to contribute my private restaurant."
He got out of the car, helped Anbu open the door, made a gesture of invitation, and said to himself, "You are satisfied."
Anbu bent down to get into the car, with a smile on his face all the time, but peace in his eyes.
After driving for thirty minutes, the car finally stopped at the entrance of an alley. This place is far away from the urban area, the environment is quiet, and the lanes are criss-crossed, making it easy for outsiders to get lost.
Tong Jun led Anbu around and around, and finally walked into a courtyard house. Sitting at the stone table in the yard were two men, one in his sixties, with white hair and squinted eyes, with a look of careful planning. The other was in his forties, with half-length hair covering half of his face, and his expression was stern, giving people a gloomy feeling.
Seeing Tong Jun coming in, the two of them wanted to say hello, but after seeing An Bu behind them, they all stopped talking, with hesitation in their eyes.
Tong Jun ignored them, pretended not to know each other, led An Bu into the inner room, and shouted: "Chef Qiao, I have a guest today, please cook me some special dishes."
A burly and strong man glanced in this direction with his head, and then shrank back.
"Miss An, don't mind." Tong Jun explained while pouring tea for An Bu, "The chefs and guests here are weird, but the food tastes really good."
An Bu showed some restraint at the right time, like an ignorant little white flower, looked around curiously, but secretly surprised in his heart, this courtyard house has a history of at least three hundred years, although it has been renovated many times, but The heaviness contained in it can't deceive people. I should have been instructed by an expert before and invited the spirit of the town house. It's a pity that after too long, the effect of the spirit has been negligible, and the originally suppressed yin energy began to spread, affecting everyone who entered and exited the house little by little.
Looking at the Yin Qi on Tong Jun and the two diners outside, it must have a deep connection with this house, and they often come into contact with dark things, otherwise it would be impossible to have such a strong Yin Qi.
The heavier the yin, the lower the anger, and the chance of encountering a bloody disaster is much higher than ordinary people.
The reason why An Bu accepted Tong Jun's invitation was to find out his details. The so-called dark things are mostly ancient funerary objects or sacrifices. Officer Sun wanted to find the stolen cultural relics, and Tong Jun could definitely be the first suspect. Even if the cultural relics he handled were not the ones that were stolen, he must have been involved in other illegal transactions.
Relying on the fact that he is a dead man and fearless, Anbu followed him to the den of thieves openly.
After a while, Chef Joe delivered the cooked meals to the table, and then went back to the kitchen without saying a word.
"Miss An, try it, do you like it?" Tong Jun greeted with a smile.
Anbu savored the delicacies reservedly, nodded in praise and said, "It's very delicious."
In fact, it's like chewing wax, and you don't know the taste when you eat it. The only advantage is that it is clean and hygienic, and it does not increase her dead energy. It is already very good to be able to do this.
At the dinner table, Tong Jun was very talkative and would not be cold at all. As if taking Anbu as a pursuit goal, but without being abrupt, they naturally draw closer to each other, from hobbies to entertainment, from life to career, and quietly understand each other's situation. It's a pity that what he met was an old corpse, regardless of age, experience, EQ or IQ, there was a yin and yang gap with him.
After eating a meal for more than an hour, the host and guest had a "happy time". Tong Jun successfully got An Bu's phone number, and then sent her home in a gentlemanly manner. But An Bu only sent him to the square, so as not to be bumped into by her cat owner and cause unnecessary misunderstandings.
After parting ways with Tong Jun, Anbu took out his mobile phone and found that Jian Ningxuan didn't call her or send her a text message. She guessed that the cat owner was being arrogant again, and she was waiting for her to confess when she went back.
Anbu knew that he could locate his mobile phone, so he must know exactly where she went.
After thinking about it, Anbu called Jian Ningxuan: "Mr. Jian, have you eaten yet?"
Jian Ningxuan: "No."
"What to eat?"
"casual."
"Then I'll buy the ingredients and you make it for me."
"I do?"
"yes."
"I'm not very good at."
"I can do whatever I can, I don't pick tastes."
Jian Ningxuan: "...OK."
After the call, the first thing Jian Ningxuan did was to look for recipes online.
Anbu thought to himself, the first thing the cat owner should do is to look for recipes online.
[Talk of Heart Skill √]
On the other side, in Chef Qiao's courtyard, Gong Jiu said to Wu Yong: "Tong Jun is too ignorant, how could he bring outsiders here casually?"
Wu Yong said coldly: "That girl is a bit strange."
"What's so strange?" Gong Jiu asked suspiciously, "I've observed it secretly for a long time, and it seems that she is a little girl who is not deeply involved in the world."
"The feeling she gave me..." Wu Yong replied with a stiff expression, "It's like a hundred-year-old corpse in an ancient tomb."
"Hahaha." Gong Jiu laughed, "Why is such a delicate girl treated as a century-old corpse by you?"
"In short," Wu Yong's tone was stern, without any emotion, "tell Tong Jun to stay away from her."
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An Bu returned home with two bags of ingredients, spread them all over the table, Jian Ningxuan suddenly felt a lot of pressure.
It's not that he doesn't know how to cook at all, it's just that he hasn't cooked for a long time, so it's inevitable that he's unfamiliar with it, and he doesn't want An Bu to eat bad food.
"Mr. Jian, what are you going to do?" An Bu asked while arranging the ingredients.
Jian Ningxuan said seriously: "Tomato fried noodles."
Anbu paused and apologized, "Sorry, I didn't buy noodles."
Jian Ningxuan said again: "Fruit toast sandwich."
"... I didn't buy any toast."
Jian Ningxuan: "Cream of Mushroom Soup."
"No mushrooms."
Jian Ningxuan fell silent, glanced at the ingredients on the table one by one, and finally chose a dish with all the ingredients: "Cheese mashed potatoes!"
An Bu gave him a "loving" look: "The cheese at home is out."
Jian Ningxuan suddenly looked hopeless in life.
Anbu held back his smile, picked up a potato, and comforted him: "We can't make cheese mashed potatoes, we can also make country mashed potatoes, bacon mashed potatoes or mashed potato salad."
Without saying a word, Jian Ningxuan picked up the necessary ingredients into the basin, turned around and walked into the kitchen, ready to start work.
Seeing the cat owner cooking for himself hungry, without any complaints, Anbu generously donated his favorite apron to him.
Jian Ningxuan who was forced to put on a cat skirt: "..." I feel that this meal will not taste good no matter how you do it...
While Jian Ningxuan was busy cooking, An Bu suddenly received a call from Officer Sun.
"Miss An, are you free this afternoon, can you meet me?"
"Yes, when and where will we meet?"
"3 p.m., museum."
"Well, I'll definitely be there on time." Anbu guessed that Officer Sun wanted to ask her to find out about the situation of the Appreciation Association, and she planned to let him pay attention to Tong Jun. Regardless of whether the other party had anything to do with the theft of cultural relics, it was still a clue.
After hanging up the phone, An Bu looked back towards the kitchen, and found that Jian Ningxuan was still concentrating on fighting with the ingredients.
Anbu came to the door of the kitchen, leaned forward and asked, "Do you want me to help?"
"No need." Jian Ningxuan said without looking back, "Go to the living room and lie down, give me half an hour."
"Ok~~"
Half an hour later, Jian Ningxuan stepped on the spot and finished the food.
A big bowl of mashed potato salad, plus two egg waffles.
"Try it." Jian Ningxuan looked solemn like a chef waiting for a gourmet review.
An Bu picked up the spoon, took a bite of the mashed potatoes first, then took a bite of the waffle, and praised, "Not bad!"
Jian Ningxuan stretched her eyebrows, took off her apron, washed her hands, sat down beside An Bu, and began to enjoy the fruits of her labor.
The two dishes are not difficult, and the taste is not bad. Seeing An Bu eating happily, Jian Ningxuan suddenly got the joy of feeding.
No wonder she always likes to make delicious food for herself, it really feels like a sense of accomplishment...
Anbu lacks sense of taste, and tastes nothing to eat, but looking at the shiny cat owner, it's really a pleasure to eat...