"You know so much," she murmured.
"It's easy to say." This man didn't know what modesty was, and accepted the compliment triumphantly. While chewing gum, he said stubbornly, "I also know that you are hungry now and want to eat."
When he said it, Li Yongxuan really felt hungry and grunted—it wasn't her, it was his stomach. Their athletes have three meals at regular intervals during the training camp, and they will definitely be hungry after the time passes.
"What do you want to eat...?" Looking around, it was desolate and quiet.
Seeing that she was finally in a daze and returned to reality, Mai Weizhe got up and stretched to relax his muscles and bones. Randomly took out the phone in the pocket of his sports jacket and started dialing.
"Hey, it's me. I'm in—" He took some time to explain where he was. "A little delay, um, needs someone to pick you up. What's for dinner?"
Hanging up the phone, he found a pair of dark eyes staring at him.
He gave her a confident smile. It seems that everything is fine, and there is no need to think too much.
"Do you like stewed beef?"
She thought it was the coach or the staff of the team, but she guessed wrong.
It was a van that came to a slow stop in front of the bus stop. The driver was a gray-bearded gentleman with sharp and calm eyes, thick eyebrows and a hooked nose, looking quite serious.
"The car is coming!" Mai Weizhe immediately jumped up to open the door, grabbed her duffel bag and threw it in the back compartment, then made a gesture, "Miss, please take your seat."
Li Yongxuan hesitated for a moment, then walked slowly forward. The driver looked straight at her with calm eyes.
"This is my personal butler, driver and assistant. You can call him Lao Mai." Mai Weizhe introduced it casually, "Get in the car quickly, I'm starving to death."
After getting in the car, he sat with her in the back seat. She secretly asked, "Is that your grandfather?"
Mai Weizhe gave her a surprised look. She recognized it right away.
It's no wonder that Mai Weizhe and the personal files of the players on the representative team are very familiar with her, and she really spent time researching them. Mai Weizhe was raised by his grandfather since he was a child; I was surprised just now, but I didn't expect "grandfather" to be so vigorous!
They didn't talk much in the car. Old Mai in the front seat drove the car attentively. It wasn't until he returned to Mai's house that Mr. Mai said coldly, "You haven't told me what this lady is called."
"Ah! I didn't say it just now? Her name is Li Yongxuan. She will be staying at our house from today." Mai Weizhe announced.
Li Yongxuan was dumbfounded. When was this decided
Old Mai just nodded solemnly, took over her luggage, and led the way into the house.
This is an ordinary-looking two-story brick house, but as soon as she walked into the entrance, Li Yongxuan couldn't help but take a deep breath.
smell good! The smell of food fills the room. There is a large LCD TV in the living room. In addition to the sofa in the corner, there are treadmills, exercise bikes and weight training equipment in the front; after entering, there is an open kitchen, and on the other side is the dining room.
It's not huge, but everything from the log arrangement to the furniture, smells, old photos in frames on the walls and shelves...all feels grounded.
When she was still standing at the entrance in a daze, Mai Weizhe came over and gently pushed her back. "Go eat."
"Wash your hands first!" Lao Mai, who was going to warm up the dishes, gave orders from the kitchen far away.
I washed my hands and sat down at the table. The menu is simple, with stewed beef soup, two kinds of green vegetables, and chicken breasts that you can tell at a glance who wants to eat them. However, Lao Mai is obviously very good at craftsmanship. Even Li Yongxuan wants to taste such a boring food as chicken breast.
In a daze, she took the soup that Mai Weizhe helped her with directly from the stew pot, and took a sip.
After being hungry all day, my exhausted body and mind seemed to be comforted by this bowl of hot soup.
The beef soup is clear and flavorful, seasoned just right, and Li Yongxuan, who is accustomed to serving meals, business light meals, or even a cup of coffee, really can't remember the last time he drank such delicious and homely hot meals. Soup.
Suddenly, tears came out of her eyes and dripped into the bowl.
Lao Mai was shocked and froze, but Mai Weizhe turned around to see her crying, and immediately came over to her and asked in a low voice, "What's the matter? It burns your mouth? I just forgot to remind you that the soup is hot—"
"No, no, I just... think... this soup is delicious."
After listening, the old and the young were obviously relieved.
Mai Weizhe couldn't help but want to be cheap again, "It's so delicious, it's so delicious that you cry? Do you think we're filming God of Cookery?"
She didn't answer, just gobbled it up. The soup is clear and delicious, the beef stew is tender and soft, and the ginger is just right. Within two or three strokes, a bowl of hot soup had already entered her stomach.
She raised her head, just in time to take another night of brown rice served by Lao Mai. She tasted every dish unceremoniously, and even divided her into two bites of the chicken breast on the plate in front of Mai Weizhe.
The three people at the table ate their meals in silence. Mai Weizhe occasionally opened his mouth to make fun of her, but although his mouth was bad, his hands kept helping her with dishes. Li Yongxuan took everything according to the order and ate cleanly. Back Garden, provides free e-novel downloads.
After eating, her face was obviously much better, and her eyes were no longer as dull and empty as before. She stared at Lao Mai opposite, and said thank you very seriously.
Lao Mai nodded, saying that he knew, but he still didn't open his mouth.
Mai Weizhe, a person who has done all his hard work, was not treated like this. He protested unevenly at the moment: "I will help you with the dishes, why don't you thank me—"
"But you didn't cook it." She gave him a "shut up" wink.
Mai Weizhe touched his nose and admitted that he was unlucky. While helping to clean up the dishes, he was muttering something. He seemed very unwilling, but there was a smile in his eyes.
"Ah, I'm here to help wash too—" She was a little ashamed. After eating someone's meal, you should always put in a little labor as a reward.
"No." Old Mai said suddenly. He motioned for her to go upstairs, "The room is upstairs, Mai will show you. Rest early."
"Uh-"
"Go." Resolutely, the military order was like a mountain.
She obediently followed Mai Weizhe upstairs. Some people also rejoiced, "Fortunately, you are here, so that I can avoid the tolerance of washing dishes!"
"If there is any inconvenience, I can go to a hotel." Although she didn't know where there was a hotel nearby, she couldn't help but say when she went upstairs.
Mai Weizhe's response was to wave his hand without even turning his head. "Don't mind, my family often takes teammates to live temporarily. An Run lived there for more than two months before moving out after there was room in the dormitory for him."
Upstairs are three bedrooms, each with its own bathroom, which is equally practical and comfortable. He pointed to a room and said to her, "You stay in that room. Everything in the bathroom can be used. Tell me if you need anything. I'll go down first."
"You're leaving... go back to wash the dishes?" A pair of big black eyes looked at him, secretly hoping that he could accompany her again and say a few more words...
Mai Weizhe had a "don't make trouble" expression on his face, "I'm going to go for a run, today's training session is not over yet."
After watching him go downstairs, Li Yongxuan stepped into an unfamiliar room. The small single bed, desk, bookcase and wardrobe are all logs. The curtains are light green, lined with dim yellow lights, and the small room looks so warm.
She sat down on the edge of the bed covered with the dark green bedspread, and sat there for a while, with a question lingering in her mind—
In the end, why did the wheat come after it
The next day, Li Yongxuan was awakened by incense. No exaggeration at all.
She glanced vaguely at the clock on the small table by the bed, which pointed to ten thirty-five.